Dexter

While there was a dull pain in her shoulder from where he charged into her, she knew it would fade. It was hard enough to get through this crowd so a little barging around was to be expected and she took no offence to it.

“You’re welcome,” she said softly, dropping the bouncy ball into his hand. “It’s kinda nifty so you should be careful. People love fiddling with things.” Especially around them, everyone didn’t have much so they clung to what they did have. Emerson was no different though her trinkets came from Colombia, she still liked to cherish them while she could. 

“You look kind of stressed out,” she observed, tilting her head to the side. “You should grab a drink and try and relax a little. It’s supposed to be a party.” The succubus pulled some money out from her bra and held it up. “I’ll even buy you one,” she offered.

   Immediately he tucked the ball into his pocket, making sure that it wouldn’t get away from him again. It was probably the only thing he owned in the world, especially because he had a bad habit of mouthing off to others and getting what little things he had revoked from him.

    “I’m note sure anyone can not look stressed when surrounded by food and alcohol they get to see and smell but not able to afford.” He looked the money over as she pulled it out.

   “What’s the catch? I don’t like owing people.”

a soft hum left the vampire, nodding his head. “i see,” he moved back towards the cash register to type in the order. “well, she won’t have a reason to get pissed at you now,” the vampire may have been annoyed that the wolf was there after closing, but he wouldn’t be cruel and let him go out to get yelled at and punished. once the order was submitted he looked up at him, “you want the order receipt for her?”

“Nah, the night is young-- she’ll find a reason.” He responded, eyes looking over his face. A receipt sounded like the reasonable thing to get for her. He nodded his head, “Yeah-- probably better I show up with some proof or she’ll just say that I was lying.”

This was part of the course with Malakai. Since the moment he had stepped foot on earth, he had preoccupied his time toying with the beings around him. But what was so liberating about earth as opposed to Hell was that he could be much more creative, involve more people, and keep the game alive for longer. He might not have his angel strength or abilities right now, but he could still spot a tired soul. An easily provoked soul. Like this feisty male right here. His response made the angel grin inwardly. “Excuse me? What the hell are you insinuating, pup?” he asked with a threat in his voice, ninety percent sure he’d gotten the species right. Purposefully, Mal stepped closer to the other, using his hand to push against his chest. “I’d watch that tone if I were you.” Now if that didn’t get him swinging, then perhaps he’d have to swing first? Time would tell. 

Immediately, Dexter was growling at the man. He hated being called a pup by strangers-- they used it as a method to beat him even further down than he already was. “Don’t call me pup-- I ain’t a fuckin’ pup.” He was stepping closer to the man. It was probably a fight he would lose, but Dexter was never one to cower away. “I’d watch where you are fucking going.” He responded before he was pushing his hands into the man’s chest to shove him back and away.

he blankly stared at the wolf, he was obviously nervous, that much the vampire could tell. his eyes moved to the list he held in his hand, eyeing it. “an order request?” he questioned, standing and walking towards the other to take the list. he eyed it over. “i can do that,” not that he wanted to, but why not. “this for you?”

   When the man asked if it was his, he nearly snorted in response. Anyone that knew him knew that he would never be caught dead with a book. He eyed the man and shook his head. “Nah-- just some mistress who decided she was going to send me with an impossible task no doubt. If I show up and say the order was submitted, no reason for her to get pissed at me.”