Where Our Hearts Meet

CrossroadsOfDesire

Indie multi-fandom, multi-muse featuring canon and original characters alike.

18+ only

10+ years of role play experience

Crossover, Original Character, Self Insert, Alternate Universe friendly

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@averagetm​ asked: To which she stares into the void and sighs heavily. Artemis isn’t sure that she has the patience for this. “Ugh ... A Kabedon is the act in which you do this—” the tables turned; one hand smacking against the wall by his head and looking up at him with a bored expression.“

You smack the wall once but this type of thing is used for ... trying to tell the person you like that you have serious feelings for them? It’s hard to explain but don’t go around doing it to everyone. They’ll get the wrong idea.”

“I see.” He nodded along as he took mental notes on the matter. “Well, I can certainly do the wall smacking thing. I have much experience in that department.” It was the intent behind the action that was giving him a hard time. Normally mortals would run and cower in fear of him, at a show of force like that.

“What an odd way to display affection. But then I suppose that wouldn’t be the first time I was surprised by the goings on up here. I will add it to my archive. And you have my thanks for having me avoid potentially awkward situations where people think I am attempting to court them...”

@averagetm​ asked: “ Sir, that is not how you Kabedon. ”

“WHAT?! But that won’t do at all...”

He’s thinking REAL hard about this kabedon thing. Probably harder than is worthy of a demon lord. Nonetheless he is going to get right up to Artemis, almost in a cold sweat (And very red hands), and exclaim.

Her soul? For teaching him about potions? It didn’t seem very fair, but she’d barter with him later. Having a demon lord in your debt was certainly a situation she’d never expect herself to be in. She was curious to how this would all turn out.

“I’m happy to see you have enthusiasm.” She smiled, a little amused on how passionate he seemed about learning about potions. It was kind of cute, to be honest. “You’re welcome to stick around and observe and look, just… don’t touch anything, please?” Aurora wasn’t sure how much he already knew, so she didn’t want to risk the potential of having him accidentally knock over some rare ingredients or maybe eating something that wouldn’t end well. Aurora awkwardly curtsied, not sure how to respond to a bow. “Sure, I have a few more hours before I do – Oh! Speaking of!” The bell rang, signaling a customer entering at the front of the shop. She smiled at Aragath before heading to the front of the store, greeting the middle aged woman and her child before going about business.

“Observe and watch... Very well. I won’t get in your way.” He echoed as he took a few steps back. He could keep a low profile, sure. If nothing else, she seemed to be taking this news far better than many previous people he had approached, who simply screamed, ran, or tried to fight Aragath. Man, demons sure made a mess of their reputations, didn’t they?

The gesture of the curtsy was appreciated, if unexpected. However, now proved to be a valuable chance to learn about how she conducted her business around here. So, mindful not to touch anything, he kept an eye on the people, while trying to make it look like he was occupying himself elsewhere. It would be a bit unnerving for anyone if someone just stood and stared at you during a business deal, after all.

“There’s no need.” If this demon’s entrance was anything to go by, she didn’t want to know how he would summon another minion. Honestly, it wasn’t that big of a deal, but it was the principle of the matter that made her bring it up. She processed the information given to her, nodding and humming. “Well, Aragath, it’s nice to meet you. I’m unsure of how I can help a lord of demons, but I am willing to help.” Aurora smiled. He certainly was… an odd demon lord, wasn’t he?

She considered the words further, “No need for such formalities, Aragath. Just call me Aurora. And I have no use for money, I’m able to procure enough of that through my services in the shop here.” “I’m not sure what you could offer me at this moment, if you’re honestly wanting to learn more about magic and potions, I am willing to teach you what I know.”

Well, if the other wished to drop the formalities, then that was fine by him. He’d nod briefly to acknowledge the other’s request. “As a demon lord, I can offer a great many things. Though, they usually come with the condition of the asker’s soul.” He shook his head. “But we do not need to work it out in fine detail now. Simply consider myself to be in your debt.” 

At the mention of potions, he seemed to brighten up just a little bit. This was pleasing to the man. “Of course, Aurora. Potions are humanity’s ingenious way of using nature’s magic to supplement their own abilities. We do not make much use of them in the Hells, and I have been meaning to erect a park for herbs and ingredients for alchemy, anyway.”

Continued from HERE, with @averagetm​

“Hmm.” While the other was struggling to find words, the demon lord seemed to be entertaining himself by looking over the other’s room. It had been a while since anyone had gone and summoned home to their house, after all, and it seemed that the fashion for interior decorating had already changed so much. Perhaps he ought to renovate his palace some time?

“You had summoned me by accident, is that it?” He stroked his chin, inquisitively. Normally someone required a very elaborate ritual to summon a demon of his caliber, and looking at the summoning circle, this was likely going to be about enough to summon a servile imp if completed. But Aragath was not a servile imp, nor was this summoning circle even close to being prepared for this. 

“….Benign to the point you had to come in with fire and brimstone all over my shop?” She blinked, taking the book from him as she gave the newcomer a good once over. As far as male presenting people, this person was attractive. Aurora was curious, but also a little annoyed at the over the top entrance.

“…Educate?” Aurora, a teacher? She never fancied herself as such, to be sure. “So you’re not human… Then, if I may ask, what are you? Why me as your teacher?” She hesitated before asking the last question, but she was too curious to throw it out there. “What kind of reimbursement?” She sighed, gathering her thoughts before continuing. “Sorry, I got carried away. You did kind of appear out of nowhere, so I do have a lot of questions. To give you something more to go on besides ‘human’, I’m Aurora and a witch. This is my potions shop.”

“... Of course. My apologies.” He looked at the ground beneath him. “Shall I have a servant come clean this up?” In truth, he saw no issue here, but if the other took offense, he probably should at least offer a solution in good faith. Even if summoning an imp would create another plume of hellfire, exacerbating the problem more.

A shake of the head would silently indicate that he had no issues with the questions, and he would check them off the list. “Yes. I am indeed not a human. I am Aragath. A lord of demons.” He lowered his head as a hand rested upon his heart. “And I am willing to offer you appropriate currency, or if you had something else in mind, I am open to dialogue, for I am fortunate to want for nothing. Save, of course, for knowledge.”