A RED / RIGHT HAND.

“A slow night huh? then allow me ta’ indulge ya’ll with a stripping show, staring yer’ famous loveable pornstar.”

    ❛ Oh goodness no! There’s no need for that nonsense in fact! I’ve got the job just for you my good fellow — since Husker and Nifty are out fetching some things at the moment I thought it’d be a wonderful idea to get you contributing to Ms. Magne’s hotel ɎØɄ ₲ØØĐ ₣ØⱤ ₦Ø₮Ⱨł₦₲ ĐɆ₩ĐⱤØ₱₱ɆⱤ. ❜ crackling static. A sharp grin and wave of a dark hand as they’re suddenly amongst tall dark evergreens.

“It’s not privileged when he earned his spot through action rather than just being given it by Lucifer or birthright.” He snaps back just as merrily. Looking at his claws in mild disinterest. “See, you’re so outdated and behind that it’s no wonder you can’t even grasp the most basic of jokes. You need them to be explained to you like Pentious and we all know how embarrassing he is.”

“A Karen has a very particular appearance and look. Usually around their stupid haircuts and shrill voice.”

Chuckling to himself, “Valentino’s a bastard but a Karen’s a bitch. Yapping off like a dog that needs a firm kick to the head. He’s more violent and actually puts his money where his mouth is. Instead of just making petty thin veiled threats when he doesn’t get his way.”

    Sir Pentious. ❛ Who now? ❜ Is the curiosity genuine or something more akin alluding to disinterest? A simple action as a curve of red lips is what she answers with — permitting her rival to come to a conclusion all on his own. She crosses her arms behind her back to listen and to take her turn in countering his verbal hostility.

    When he speaks she’s drawn ever closer to understanding the reigning monarch of Pentagram City. Her fascination at times leaving her mesmerized by his grit no matter how appalling at times the man might be. A worthy opponent that strikes her fancy in the most twisted of ways: a desire to break the trained calm she had mentally instilled in the decades of what the Devil had ultimately cursed her with. ❛ Sounds like a privileged man to me. ❜

    ❛ You speak highly of him — that is a privilege not many can gain from others. ❜ And as always, they saw the meaning of words differently. Allowing her hands to fall at her sides Alastor takes a step forward. ❛ That earns respect. ❜

    Here they are provoking each other and she’s more than willing to yield again. Her pride, however, still remains. She’s patient after all. But she wonders again as she stops beside her opposite and before their shoulders could brush past if he feels the same pull.

“An over privileged cunt.”

    A hearty chortle shakes the Radio Demon’s vocal cords, red and deep brunette locks bouncing to the rhythm of laughter. Suede glove brushing against a tailored suit concealing flesh.

“Karen lookin motherfucker.”

   Since we know that the sinners that were once mortal are trapped and overpopulating the Pride Circle I’ve been wondering if the overarching development for Charlie would grow and change her objective over time to uncovering and/or building a way for sinners to have access to the other layers of Hell and therefore ending the Extermination completely. Not only would this be a difficult feat that she’d have to truly work for but it would forge a path to her reign where the Nine Circles would enter a new era ruled by her.