Adelha Mathilde

Anya sat at her painting easel to be swirling dark colors over the surface of the canvas. The mood quiet but filled with undertones of deep emotion and thought. Purpose in every brush stroke as the brothers mingled by the doorway. Solomon had already been tossed out of the room on his butt for disturbing Anya's painting session. Texts to the angels met with polite but short replies. So the brothers knew Anya was in a certain kind of mood.

Lucifer sipped on his tea thermos to then sigh. "It has been quite a while since Anya got this involved in her artwork. I would suggest we let her create with no interference." But Asmodeus pouted to look worried. "But Luci! Anya hasn't moved from that spot since early this morning! All she's had to eat are milkshakes and soup she can have through a huge straw! I don't like that she hasn't moved yet!"

Beelzebub nodded as he soon walked into the room with a plate of finger sandwiches and some sliced fruits. Sitting himself next to Anya as Belphegor yawned to walk on and just sit himself by Anya's feet. His tail dragging his custom made bean bag sleeping nest she had ordered for him to crash in when he refused to go to bed. Satan soon stood behind Anya to put a hand to his chin and hum out his approval. "I am guessing this is supposed to be a shadowed and dark place. I do like how the wisps of smoke feel warm and shimmer with that special metallic paint I got you."

Anya finally paused to blink and focus back onto the room. Her smile sad but warm as Beelzebub held out a finger sandwich for her to all but inhale as Leviathan walked in to take a peek. His worried expression fading as he noted, "This feels like that movie we watched last weekend. Or like that manga you bought that was so dark and dramatic. Was either of those the inspiration?" Anya shook her head to then hold up her gaming tablet. Leviathan taking it to notice she'd been playing Fate Grand Order. The Interlude for Cu Chulainn Alter completed. So Leviathan nodded to smile as Satan glanced at the tablet. "Ah. Okay. You finished the Interlude for the one version of your favorite character. Guess you decided to put the dark colors of the story onto the canvas as a break."

Satan reached over to knuckle into Anya's spine for a back massage. Making her sigh as she leaned back and into the kneading and pressure. "All the morbid and goth piled up to give me a vigorous need to paint it all into something. But the subject matter never walked out of the foggy haze. So I'm painting the foggy haze instead. I texted Barbs to let Dia know I got the urge to paint and I'd be focused on just this for a while. So they will visit for dinner and have Barbs drag me off my stool for a full meal in a few hours." Beelzebub chuckled to feed Anya a few slices of fruit. His rumble making Anya's toes curl. "Okay. I was going to make sushi and hibachi for dinner. Maybe Lucifer will help bake a swiss chocolate almond cake for dessert." Anya hummed at the idea to then grin. "Yummy. I love that idea. But I would rather you make strawberry shortcake and then have swiss chocolate almond ice cream to pair." Asmodeus giggled to note from the door, "Oh that does sound sinful. I love it. But I would insist you sit in my lap so you feed me."

One with my OC that ends up looking like a stitched together human ala Frankenstein's monster. She chooses the name Emma Jay. Which is actually tied to her real life nickname M.J.