forum Lunch with an Angelic side of Demons//Open

Started November 30, 2019 by @StarkSpangledMayflower_Mad_Elder

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Lillith popped into existence on the kitchen counter.
"Good afternoon," She started in a monotone voice while checking her nails. "Thank you for using the services of Hell. We appreciate your souls. What do you want?"
She looked up at the pretty human digging in the fridge.

Cielle shrieked and jumped, hitting her head on the fridge and cursing. She turned around, soda can in her hand, and looked at the horned thing in front of her. "Uhm, hello. Would you like a sandwich?" She asked, turning back to the fridge and taking out everything she had just put away and setting it on the kitchen island. "Pull up a chair I guess." She said, beginning to make another sandwich.

Lillith squinted at her. "Pardon? You didn't summon me for a deal? You know you can't give me a sandwich instead of your soul right?" To be honest, she had never been offered a sandwich. People's reactions had ranged from a group of girls at a sleepover would sold their souls for ice cream to a very confused house painter who thought she was a hooker.

(Lmao, a hooker XD)

"Uhm yeah, I think I summoned you by accident. I was only making an accident." She explained, putting togather a few more sandwiches, altering each one just a tiny bit. "This is the symbol I drew." She said, drawing it again and turning it towards her.

Lillith hopped off the count to look at the open sandwich. The symbol swirled in the ketchup resembled a 1700s era satanic cult symbol. “Yeah, that’ll do it.” She sighed. “I guess I could stay for lunch but I’m a busy girl.” She pulled out a chair.

"Its whatever I had in the fridge at the moment. I call it a leftovers sandwich. "What kind of soda do you normally drink?" Cielle asked. Heading towards the fridge again and grabbing another soda for the demon.

“Pepsi,” She replied. “That or goat blood but I can’t expect that from most humans. You’re oddly calm around demons. Have you encountered one before?” Lillith kicked her feet up on the table.

Cielle laughed, it was a funny sound, somewhere between a nervous shaky sound and a wheeze. "Trust me, your not the weirdest I've seen. I've gone to a place where furries gather. That is something even bleach couldn't erase from my eyeballs." She shuddered. The can of pepsi wasn't as cold as Cielle liked so she poured it in a glass and added a couple ice cubes. Before sliding it to the demon. "The names Cielle, and you are?" She asked between bites. "Damn this is good." She muttered

“Lillith.” She sipped her drink. “Head of demon deals downstairs. Queen of the Crossroads.” She stared at the sandwich in front of her. The pretty human was very nice but this could still be a trick. “Not all furries go to hell but I think they’d prefer it there because the dress code in heaven has a ban on fur suits.”

Name: Darla Gregory
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbean
Appearance: She has an angular face with a softly shaped jaw, a turned-up nose, thin lips, and her light green eyes are prominent.
Her dark brown hair is shoulder length and curly, and is elaborately styled.
Personality: Selfless, chivalrous, neat, and hates structure and routine.
Empathetic, abstract, happy-go-lucky, and active.
Race: Human, though she is able to summon demons due to her demon heritage.

"I'll be sure to keep that in mind." She smirked, downing her soda. "So, what happens after you finish your sandwich? You can grab another one and stay as long as you like but I need to go work on my project downstairs soon."

Darla finally left the confines of her room, having spent the entire night and morning doing a project. "Cielle, I'm not dead!" She called down, laughing.

Cielle choked in her sandwich bite and looked at Lillith with wide eyes. "Fuck." She whispered. Cielle stood up and walked to the stairs. "I know you're not dead, want a sandwich?" She asked trying to keep calm. 'How will she react knowing theres a fucking demon in the kitchen?' was the only thing playing through her head.

"As long as it's not one of those gross ass ham sandwiches." Darla teased, throwing on her jacket before heading down the stairs, stopping dead in her tracks when she saw Lillith. "Damn it, another one got through the wards." She muttered under her breath.

"Does Turkey work?" She asked. Cielle noticed Darla looking at Lillith who was happily eating her sandwich and walked to the her. "This is my…friend Lillith, she stopped by for lunch today." She smiled nervously