#inantichristus

"Hmm? I wasn't expecting any visitors. Are you lost? I can help you find your way back if you like? Though I assure you, the view here is far better than anything out there."

Isaac had been happy to discover he had a free period; fortunately, the teacher was simply sick, not kidnapped, which was nice for a change, and there wasn't a sub available. So he headed out to the lacrosse field, book in hand; he didn't have anything better to do anyway, so he might as well get some reading done. When he got to the field, though, he was surprised to find someone else there. "Hey," he said with a little smile. "I didn't expect anyone to be out here."

"Oh I didn't hear you come in! I thought the gate was locked, but I guess it wasn't. So what brings you here?"

The succubus was sitting at a derelict stripclub she never resorted to these types of venues but she had to feed and feed fast as hells forces where still on her trail. She had just had her sexual fill of a small blonde when she smelt something familiar... the cloying decaying scent of one of his brood. "What is it you want?" She hissed eyeing the exits nervously whilst preparing to teleport to some far away country to evade lucifer for many more years to come. 

          Bruised knuckles rapped on the door of the home as Nox shifted his weight from foot to foot. Some smart ass dick head had been giving one of the girls shit, so Nox had been sent to fuck him up. Unsure if he had gotten the right place, he decided to give it a try anyway. Knocking louder now, he was becoming impatient. 

                                   "Open up, dick ‘ead!"