#infernal general

@infernal-general said: For Rosemary:

Of course Rozália was overseeing the evacuation as well, among many other things. As many people as possible must get into her district before midnight; the only secure area for the day. After answering a few questions of a friend group, her sharp eyes saw someone...someone whom she hasn't laid eyes upon before.

Cutting through the crowd with ease, she approached the petite sinner woman, who was probably wondering what all this hurry is for.

“Ma'am.” she bowed slightly, hoping she wouldn't scare her “I haven't seen you before, meaning you, pardon me for bringing it up: you died recently.” there was no nicer way to put it, no matter how she tried to think of a different wording

“In two days, Heaven sends down an army of killers, angelic butchers to slaughter people like you. It has been happening long before I arrived; I am General Rozália Véghváry, the reason why it turned into a battle instead of mindless culling since 1849.” it was definitely a lot to take in for the first time, but she didn't have any minutes go to waste.

“Would you like me to escort you to the only save place? You even can get comfortable in an apartment and stay if you want to even after the war is over.” she offered, the army had built plenty of apartment complexes and houses, only half full so far.

Rosemary was indeed, wondering what everyone was running around for. These heathens sure seemed to be in a hurry for something as he was consistently pushed and shoved out of the way. "Fucking rude..." She muttered, jumping slightly when someone addressed her.

Her gaze traveled up to a tall woman staring down her. A glance at her attire would tell the new sinner that she must be a military woman. "Yeah, kinda already figured that out, honey." Rosemary said dismissively. She was about to be on her way when the woman's next words made her freeze dead in her tracks.

....What? Heaven sent down angels to...slaughter demons? Well, of course these people probably deserved it. That's why they were in Hell! But so was she. Would that mean they would kill her?

There was something different in her tone, an undercurrent of something undescribable.

“Whatever you hear what's going on in Pride during Extermination, do not interfere. No matter what. Even if they say I'm dead; I'm probably not. Just...be safe and thank you for your friendship.” although her smile didn't reach her eyes, her words were sincere; as always.

“What?” The Goetic demon’s voice was filled with worry as he moved closer to the warrior. “You can’t say something like that and expect me not to do anything! You’re not going to get yourself killed, are you?”

Vassago wasn’t an idiot; countless scenarios began running through his mind. Reaching out, he placed a hand on her shoulder, his tone softening as he spoke her name.

“Rozália…”he could not muster a smile

@infernal-general​ said: For Gabriel, after the mess was sorted out-

“Where were you?”

Despite Rozalia’s disappointed tone, Gabriel knew her enough to know when she was holding back her anger. The words cut her deep. Ever since the whole mess had begun the guilt kept eating away at her for not doing anything sooner. But then, she had made a startling realization. And that, in turn caused HER anger to flare up.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” She began sarcastically. “I would have been there sooner, but it’s kind of hard to be when no one tells me a damn thing.”

She was tired of being constantly blamed for her absence. She was tired of being accused of apathy. Because the thing was, Gabriel wanted to be there for her Rozy. She wanted to be more involved. But how could she do that when she never knows what’s going on in her wife’s life until shit had already hit the fan? 

Send me 👀 and my muse will confess one dirty thought they’ve had about yours

@infernal-general​ said: 👀 for Sakuya

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@infernal-general​ said:  Happy Holidays! ⛄ if you wanna and have time 😶

@infernal-general​​ said: (I couldn't contain myself any longer; for Sakuya)

Rozália rarely trust anyone with her secret of how badly even alcohol affects her. After the vicious fight in the Viper Club she could hold herself together until she was away from the crowd's eye and only Athrox & Sakuya took care of her. One of the twins possessed hidden venomous extendable spikes on his back and pumped her right thigh full with nerve damaging toxins to get out of her crushing hold.

Restricting the blood flow to prevent it spreading further was the only available option and after the still bright victory to get away as soon as possible. She could faintly recall the pink skinned Overlord standing close despite her being half transformed to allow the healing factor work faster. Despite everything, it was a fond memory and Rozália was thrilled when the other demoness showed up on her doorstep.

“I have many titles, aliases for a reason.” she chuckled fondly “Although I don't think I can cram an another fight into my schedule with extermination approaching.” she admitted, some of the phantom pain still present.

“But I have gotten you a little something. Roses or cherry blossom would've been too predictable.” Rozália motioned at the small orchid bouquet with large, hot pink flowers

Strangely, her alarm was silent at the sudden visit, probably Sakuya was curious or maybe even concerned about how she healed from the encounter. After locking her door, she went back to retrieve her favorite mango juice left on the counter near the bouquet and took a seat in her usual chair.

“You seem tense. Is something or someone troubling you?” the General spoke after a gulp, picking up the signs after a more thoughtful look over the smaller woman

“You know that I-” a weird, cold, sick feeling started to form within her to her greatest confusion, halting her speech

“Have I...accidentally taken your whiskey glass...instead of mine?” Rozália asked with a flinch when the burn she was not used to became stronger and spreading

Her “concerned” expression was still present on her face as she approached Rozalia, a hand gently caressed the other woman’s face. “Oh no, it’s yours. I made sure of it. But I might have added a little something extra to it.” Suddenly, Sakuya gripped the General’s face in her hands, digging her long manicured nails into Rozalia’s flesh. She leaned forward, her cheek brushing against the other woman’s as she whispered into her ear. “Poison for instance~ It’s a shame though, because I really do like you Rozy...”

In a flash, Sakuya slips out a blessed knife she had hidden in her boot, and plunges it into Rozalia’s stomach. “But there’s been talk going ‘round that I’m starting to go soft.” Sakuya tightens her hold on the Rozalia’s face. “And I refuse to be seen as weak.” She hissed lowly in her ear, twisting the knife still buried in the General’s stomach before she suddenly yanks it back out and releasing her hold on Rozalia’s face. The poison should take it from here.

Sakuya was glad she decided to attend Rozalia’s fight against those twins, or else she’d probably never would have known that so-called Viper would be this susceptible to venom and poisons.

The cherry blossom Overlord took a step back, slipping her blessed knife back into her boot. Then she took a moment to look over her handiwork, a sadistic grin slowly stretching across her face. “Nothing personal, darling.” She then turned on her heel and headed towards the counter where the bouquet of orchids sat. Humming, Sakuya picked it up and spared one last glance over at the poisoned General. “Thanks for the flowers, Spitfire.”