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“Why not torture him first?” Abraxas added. “Seriously, no gin?”

"Meh. He's not worth it." Iona said shrugging. "But…oooh!"she sat upright. "I'll let Eclipsa do it, he trusts her so much.The tragedy!" she sighed happily. " It'll be the kind of thing people write plays about, the look on his face before she kills him!" she grinned, and spun a pool of magic to check her reflection. "Yes, it will be fun to watch."

"And I thought that I had a flair for dramatics." Dev chuckled, pulling out another juice box from their bag. "Hey, if y'all ever need a lawyer, hit me up. I gotta get clients somehow."

Opening another black hole, Vortex dispenses a fully stocked bar and grabs a bottle of bourbon. "Stupid Flame and his fucking fire."

Abraxas’ eyes lit up at the sight of the bar and he poured himself a drink. “Mm. If you’re a lawyer then you are certainly going to hell.”

"Haven't been there in my uh… how long has it been, like thirty bodies?" Dev pushed themself off the chair to just lay on the ground, looking up at the ceiling. "Most was lived till the body deteriorated… Than I spent some time out looking…"

"Yes," Iona said looking at Vortex, "People with fire powers always seem to suck."

She glanced down at Dev. "Is something wrong with you? Or is the ceiling just very interesting?"

Abraxas joined Dev on the floor, occasionally taking sips from the gin bottle like a baby. “I know I’m Knight of Hell and all but even demons need cuddles sometimes.” He sat up. “Fucking human boyfriend abandons me for a month to adventure with some prick.”

"What for?" Vortex inquiries of the demon.

“How should I know?” Abraxas huffed. “Not like he told me anything before he left. Damned heroes and their damned quests. It could be months before he returns!” The Knight stood up, leaning on his staff, and returned to his seat.

"Its your fault for dating a 'hero' "muttered Iona.

“It wasn’t my fault that he was so hot,” Abraxas replied slamming his cane on the concrete. “Plus, he can’t be that good of a hero if he started dating a Knight of Hell.”

"Whatever. Do what you want," she told him ",but whining about it doesn't help anyone. Just kill him, torture him first. You seem to like that."

Vortex sipped at his bourbon. "What's your hero's 'name', and what exactly is a 'Knight of Hell'?"

Abraxas squinted at her. “He enjoys that way too much. Why do you think he agreed to date me?” Truly, they had been a complementary couple.

Iona rolled her eyes. "A good assassin can solve any problem you might have." she said. "Dating is a waste of time anyways, relationships, and-" at this part Iona shuddered, "…affection. Truly disgusting."

"Ah yes, relationships? Wack. Love? Wack. Therapy? Wack. Simping over the baristas at the coffee shop? Tight as fuck." Ah yes, when in doubt, quote memes.

Abraxas' eye twitched before declaring "Wack indeed!" and downing the rest of the gin. "Now I'm glad that we're all so willing to help one another and I'm even gladder that you all realized that torture is the solution to everything. We've made so much progress!"

Iona looked at him "You're going to get drunk kid."

Dev snorted. "I never said I like torture, I have emotional manipulation for a reason. I just convince people that I'm right." They shrugged, moving back over to the table, opening their bag, making eye contact with whoever looked at them, and proceed to push all the muffins into the bag.

Iona clenched her teeth at the sight of Dev taking all the muffins. She stopped herself from saying something rude. "Well if you torture someone enough they'll come around."

"Threatening lives is fun too," Vortex adds while he tries to figure out what to do about Eight. How the fuck am I going to get vengeance on him?

Iona nodded in agreement. Finally a group of people who understood her.

In response to Iona Abraxas grabbed a liquor off the bar. "That was kind of the point, darling. If you drink expecting to stay sober then you're the fool." The liquor appeared to be coconut flavored. The taste reminded him of a trip that he took with Lucien last year to the Bahamas. He sighed sadly, swinging the tiny bottle.

"If you drink expecting not to have a hangover you're the fool." she snapped. "Besides, its better to have a clear head. People actually have to try to kill you then."