#muse: ruby

He felt her presence before she ever stepped foot into his home.   The place where his children slept,   played.   The very same place where his wife had been slain.   The room darkened with his rapidly growing anger,   the air hung heavy with power.   His power,   it crawled along his skin with a heavy pulse.   That one sentence was all she would be able to get out before he was on her.    One moment he was across the room before he materialized in front of her.   One inked hand clasped around her throat with a crushing hold.   Those usual deep set blue eyes were now void less,   black as midnight.   “Do you think for one second,   I give a fuck about his plan?”   That Norwegian accent thick on his tongue.   Nothing but raw anger and hatred masked his features.   Did Lucifer forget one thing?   It didn’t matter if he was no longer in hell.   He still had all his powers intact.    “He couldn’t do his own dirty work?  So,   he sends you,   in his place.”   He scoffed,   clearly disgusted and not even remotely interested.    “One of his whores.”   Chris didn’t let up on his hold as he leaned in making sure she understood clearly each word he spoke.   “You can tell Lucifer I’m not interested.”    He released her then roughly. He could of killed her, brought forth the sword that he created himself to send demons screaming back to hell. He didn't. He wanted his message to get sent back to her master. If she so much tried to play games with him. He wouldn't hesitate to change his mind. If she thought for one second thought he would trust her. Then she clearly didn't remember him correctly.

Accidentally infected her team with a fattening grease producing virus called "aura clog" that only affects those with awoken aura...

"If you really want me to, I'll spin a tale of heartache, childhood trauma, neglect, abuse... whatever you want. But, as I've been told, my mom's job title automatically means every word out of my mouth is a lie. So... good luck with that."

"There is," she blurts out, and she has no idea of why she's starting to cry, of why she suddenly has no doubt that there is something profoundly wrong with her, that he knows that too, that they all know and that they all left. "Of course there is, that's why everyone leaves-that's why you left, and it's always going to be like this, and I don't know what it is but I know it's there, it's me." He should've picked Rogue, honestly, if he had he'd be traveling with him til the end of time, instead of keeping her and then disappearing.

Ruby knocked on the front door and waited eagerly at the lab. She had heard rumors about those particular experiments and desperately hoped that they were true. She loved the idea of swelling and getting bigger, even though she had already grown plenty. Despite her short height, each of her breasts was noticeably larger than her head. Her cleavage alone was bigger than most boobs and spilled out of her top, looking ready to burst out of her corset at any moment. "C'mon c'mon... Answer..."

"Uh, have you SEEN that gym time gangbang I was involved in? I love being molested! It's just so much fun being felt up, while multiple people are fucking you senseless!"

“i present to all of Beacon Academy; Mt. Belladonna!”