-he seems to not notice this as he looks pleasantly surprised from William stumbling back- Resilient one aren't ya!
Ah- humans. Tougher than you used to be, that's for sure!
-he cackles a little bit, as he just offers a hand to Audrey to pull her to her feet-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postUgh, fine. I'll begin with my name.
At least one part of it will do, don't want you all getting ideas of controlling your very own demon.
-he sits back in his Chariot, leaning against it, and again taking one foot up and resting it on a wheel-
My name is Viscera! I was called here by a very nice lady named Yuri. I owe her a favor, see.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-to Audrey- Ah- don't worry, we're not all bad folk. Though Yuri does want me to beat up a bad one, last I recall.
Honestly I nearly thought she was talking about you. -looks to William with a joking grin-
But she didn't mention a toad, at all... Guess that must be somethin' she's doing on her own. Being all- smart cookie like she's all modest about it.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-to William- Ooooh- dealings. I love those. Y'know the last time I made a deal, the guy turned out to be a villain. Was a bit of a woopsie on my part- but hey- when a guy wants vengeance, sometimes you gotta budge!
At least I gave him a bitchin' flaming skull though.
-to Audrey- Lets see... well- it's a guy called Balan. apparently he usually wears plate armor- carries a Glaive with a super-heated blade. Oh- and he works in the Deadman Games, so he's helping carry out an illegal practice of taking the souls of the dead and making them fight gladiatorial combat.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-nods to Audrey- Well, duh. Why do you think she'd call in a fellow demon to rough up another demon?
You can't trust a human to be able to face a demon. Especially one that is an active fighter.
I mean- we're basically gods next to you. Quite literally in some cases. Ares is a beast let me tell you that.
I don't hang around with those Olympian fuckers anyway. They're too... strict and regimented.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postSimply, 'cause- if I punched him instead of headbutting him, It would show that I think he's an okay dude.
See, a lot of the people I know are just used to me punching them. They know its' just how I show my appreciation of their friendship!
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FUCK I MEANT HIM GETTING ME AWAY FROM YOU
(very open)