#abaddon.

The gates of the Inferno had been decimated, ripped down to allow those infernal creatures the chance to walk upon the mortal realm once more. And with those creatures came the archfiends, the fallen seraphim that had revolted against Ulthar. Who still wished to drag the old man to his knees, and make him answer to all that he had done. Among them happened to be one of her favorites, though she may have said that to each of them. There was, however, a special place within her heart for Abaddon, and his infinite hunger that preceded him. "My darling, have you had your fill yet?" There was an edge to her voice, for a caution would be set in place for him. That his time of feeding upon the demons that had been unfortunate enough to find themselves in his circle had passed. "Or shall we find you another treat?"

three choices meme:

fight: arianne

tickle: romilda

three choices meme:

make love to: gabriel

have a quickie with: evangeline

I think you are:

SHOT DOWN - ABADDON. Fear fruits in the soil which nurtures it, and Dmitri had no intention of harvesting fear from a simple message. No details, no further information for them to devour. Oh, Abaddon... What have you done? The question lingering long enough for curiosities to bloom their way into their insecurities. As swiftly as the news reached them, they found themself on the prowl for the demon in need.

All arrivals to the Holy Land came with some tale of struggle with Abaddon’s being the only one of interest to them as there seemed to be quite the predicament with hers. Shot down. He wanted more than anything to rush to the needs of the injured demon, sink his nails into her flesh and make her whole again. Only, this demon didn’t need him for what he has to offer. No, Abaddon needs him for a reason neither understand quite yet.