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"Natural smell?" Angel's own tongue rolled out of his mouth, the ends splitting into four as they caught and lashed onto Alastor's. The hand holding his jaw slipped down to his throat where he wrapped and pressed upon the sides, rubbing and disrupting the blood flowing through the vessels. Maybe his nose wasn't as sharp as Alastor's, but his tastes for his beloved were stronger than he could bear.

He kissed him, kissed him, until his shirt had slipped off his shoulders and his tongue traced every corner of his teeth. "What's that like?" Angel questioned as he brought how own tongue beneath the tuck of Alastor's jaw, behind his neck, up his ears.

Both hands now free, Anomaly stretches and flexes their hands, adjusting their fingerless gloves before shrugging their shoulders. "with him, who could say. he just wanders around and does insane things. like i said, he's insane. it's whatever though. actually, i'm not mad. i'm regular."

They're still a little annoyed but, like most things with them, it'll fade fast.

"Waterboardin' soun's good enough!" Angel replied nonchalantly, "It ain't like he's actually gonna die!" Eight eyes scoured the ceilings for a moment, searching for an idea to pluck out of thin air.

"Wait," he started, four hands up in the air, "How 'bout we dunk 'im in somethin' nasty? Like somethin' Alastor left behind. I know there's gotta be a simmerin' pot of bullshit somewhere in the kitchen."

With another chuckle, Angel easily snapped off the other mitten. "Where's he at? Charlie's probably not gonna like me makin' smoothies outta any more residents but we can come up wit' somethin' comparable."

A pause. Considering. Considering. Considering.

Angel laughs and shakes his head, but nonetheless pops up the box from underneath and catches it in the air. "I'll take it~" he says melodically before pushing the box down his cleavage and offering his hand. "You'll have to find the right spot," he advised, "I can be crunchy, but I got sweet spots~"

"Money!" he exclaimed, "Or a cig. A drink. A bit 'a powder. I'm flexible~"

@salpphoschisms said: "First I gotta know: why are there mittens ON YOU?"

Angel laughed out loud, then knelt before them to take a look at their hands. "Ok, ok, lemme see." He brought a hand up to his teeth, hooked a fang behind the plastic, and severed it with a snap. The sharpness might've scored the fabric a little.

Alice would look at Devi for a moment as she nodded her head , even before death Alice lost her trust in others, she would walk over for a moment and reach her hand out for a second before freezing up for a second as she furrowed her brows and crouched down and gave a small smile with her hand still out stretched. although her hand was shaking due to the nervousness of contact she was still offering her hand

" Listen... we are all trying to find out footing, and Heaven ain't much of a delight either , people are tense all the time up there. but... listen you.... you don't gotta do anything to earn your keep . my apartment is kinda barren but if that is cool with you I can let you crash there"

She was trying to be as unthreatening as she could as she tilted her head to the side for a moment she didn't require anyone to earn their keep, sometimes people were just down on their luck and Devi looked liked she was

Devi's eyes widened and sparkled with a wonderment that could only be innocence. In Hell? Somehow.

"Devi..." she said tentatively with a cautious take of her hand. Did the soft fuzz of them feel weird? Her cheeks darkened with an unnatural glow and she shyly glanced away as she stood up. For a spider demon, she was very small and slight. The majority of her body mass must come from her hair.

"Hi, Alice," Devi responded, speaking up at her in a voice someone might consider still an average volume. She then kept to her hand with both of hers, like a child afraid of getting lost. "Do you live, close? I mean, you're really pretty."

The hot pink convertible came up beside Devi, blasting Avril Lavigne’s “Hello Kitty” like it was the 2010’s. The girl at the wheel wasted no time, all smiles. Electing to yell over her speakers as soon as Devi was properly startled.

“OMIGOSH! If it isn’t Devi divaaaaa! Girl heeeeey!” Finally, she turned the knob to lower the volume of her stereo, but it was still pretty loud. Most people would think so, at least.

“Are you heading to the mall?”

Zebra print fur steering wheel wrap in rainbow; Overtly fluffy, white seat covers; Big, pink fuzzy dice…

“It’s a short walk from here so I figure you might be! Ooh, or are you hitting up the Mickey deeees down the street?”

Every surface bedazzled; Adorned in little chibi keychains and bracelet charms, or other Knick Knacks; One long dangler, like a phone charm with the beads following in a gradual rainbow, with black beads spaced between… Yep! This was Adri alright. And she seemed especially giddy to be bumping into Devi like this.

“Jump in!! Where ya goin? C'mon, I’ll take yooou~!”

... Where was she going? Since the moment she met her at the rave, made out with her some, and blacked out, all she wanted was to see her again. And remember everything else that happened. Everything else was fuzzy to her save for her name, her face, the way she made her feel.

Wherever she was going didn't matter. She'd go anywhere with her.

Without hesitation, Devi beamed and vaulted into the car. "Hiii~" she sang with a grasp of both hands around Adri's upper arm. Though not intended, her long nails gently prodded her with her excitement. "Where are you going?"