Sebastian had a two person mission in Washington DC. They were watching over a coven of demons that were posing as lobbyists. He'd had to fight the urge to make a joke, a rather obvious one. But either way Sebastian was going undercover for him, meaning he was posing as his artist alter-ego, Louis Ferr. He had two bags total. In one hand was a carrier that held Admiral Fluffy Paws. He hated it but he seemed distracted with a new catnip mouse. In the other was a bag that held his Brother Blood costume, sword and a few bags of blood. He entered the lobby of the hotel they'd be staying at. He still didn't know who he was working with but just hoped it wasn't Celeste. He gently set Admiral Fluffy paws on the counter and looked at the girl behind the desk.

"Hey sweetheart. Reservation for Ferr."

'Yes sir Mr. Ferr and may I say I love some of your paintings.'

"Only some?"

He asked with a wink. Of course he was just giving her crap and likely had no real concept of what his paintings truly were about.

'Your pet deposit has been taken care of I see. Alright here's your key, room 5210.'

"Right, thanks darling."

He said before grabbing his key and bags. He waved off a bell boy and headed for the elevator. He grabbed his burner phone and sent the number to whoever had the other phone. The door opened and he made his way down the hallway and to his room. Opening the door he left it propped with the lock and looked around the rppm.

"Not bad."

He said before opening the bag for Admiral Fluffy Paws to come out and explore before grabbing some files on just what they were looking for. He also had a computer in the bag that was attuned to the bugs placed in the demons' room. He lit a cigarette and sat down at the table, sighing lightly. Just then he heard a brief knock and the door creaking open.

'Well hello there.'

Admiral Fluffy Paws said, sprawling out on one of the pillows on the bed. Sebastian looked out at the night sky before turning his attention back to the computer.

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A mission. A real honest mission. Okay ‘honest’ was maybe not the correct word, but it was close enough. She was suppose to meet her partner for this little stakeout job in a hotel as a high class hooker. Of course she wore a scarf over her head and oversized dark sunglasses to hide her face. All she need was for the wrong person to see her. She couldn’t just put up a mass illusion because she simply couldn’t do mass illusions. Her heels clicked on the sidewalk as she strutted towards the hotel they told her to go to. She’d been told to dress nice, but not too nice. She wasn’t a ho going to a crummy motel. She was an escort going to an expensive hotel to be with a famous person.

She pulled the scarf down, taking it off and tucking it into her purse. She dropped the glasses into the nearest trashcan. She didn’t like them anyway. She walked up to the front desk.


“Bonsior mademoiselle,” she said, her accent of course, perfect. By now she had an illusion up. Long black hair with just a hint of blue from the florescent lights over head, softly curled to frame her face. Her smoky eye makeup was just heavy enough to make an impression, but not a lasting memory. If anyone asked, the lady as the front desk, all she’d be able to say was that she saw a really pretty lady check in for a room.

”I need a key to rroom five two one zéro, s’il vous plaît,” she said with a sweet smile. ”Mon petit ami..my ahhh, my boyfrriend? He es waiting forr me, but shhh.” She interrupted herself with a giggle. ”It es eh se-cret, no?” The woman remembered who had gone into that room and gave Lilith a wink, handing over a key card. Lilith took it and made her way to the elevators. She punched in the correct floor and then admired the view as the metal and glass box ascended. It was a rather stunning view. Before long, the elevator stopped and she got off.

”Fifty two ten, fifty two ten,” she mumbled to herself over and over as she walked down the halls, looking for the room number.

”Found it.”

She went to slide the card to unlock it, only to find it propped open. She knocked quietly, announcing just as quietly that she was room service at the same time. Hearing no answer, she pushed the door open and walked in. A voice she knew well made her look at the bed and she smiled at the demon cat. She liked Admiral Fluffy Paws. Would take him home if she could, and she liked to believe he liked her better than he did most others.

”Well if you’re here, that means…” she turned and found @sebastian hunched over a computer. A quick flick of her wrist made sure the door latched this time. ”...so are you,” she said, finished her statement.

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Sebastian hated computers. He wasn't that good with them and none of his training had involved computers. Sure he was great with a sword and had created his own type of hand to hand combat, not to mention all of his magical knowledge. But computers he had trouble with. He could do some basics on computers like surf the internet. But using them for something more complicated like spying through bugs in another room was different entirely. Luckily they seemed to know that so they'd set it up to be pretty simple.

As he heard a familiar voice he breathed a sigh. He wasn't sure if it was of relief or exasperation. He didn't really get along with anyone on the team with the exception of Leif. Only because he and Leif hadn't really interacted too much. His only issue was the fact that Lilith hated him because he'd been forced to betray her.

"Hey Lily. Didn't expect they'd send you. Of course who's better at infiltrating and spying than a super hot and brilliant succubus? But it seems we'll be doing a lot of just sitting."

He said calmly as he turned the volume up. So far there was just one person there who seemed to be watching a movie. Admiral Fluffy Paws meanwhile was now sprawled out on the pillow before beginning to lick his paws.

'A succubus and an incubus alone in a high end hotel room with one bed. Yeah, you'll just be sitting.'

"Yeah right Admiral Fluffy Paws. Remember? Lily doesn't like me."

'I'm sure she tolerates you.'

"Well she hasn't thrown anything yet or sworn so there's that."

'But you like a women who swears.'

Sebastian laughed before taking a drag of his cigarette. He then glanced over at Lilith and winked.

"Well I do like a women who swears something sexy about a women looking you in the eye and saying F..."

'Damn it, where are they?'

"Not the word I was thinking demon guy in the other room but close enough. You hungry Lily?"

He asked with a laugh. He was just trying to ease the tension and food usually did the trick. Or at least he'd learned that from being a Titan. There always seemed to be a meal of some sort easing the tension.

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Lilith couldn’t keep the smile off her face when he said she was super hot. Did she have sins? Of course. She was a demon, not a nun. Pride and vanity were pretty high on her sin list though. She enjoyed being beautiful, and enjoyed others telling her she was. It was a little different when your demonic betrothed said it about you, but she wasn’t going to be picky right now. Earth was a bit more lonely than Hell. Or at least, she didn’t feel as important, and she didn’t like that. She pulled up a chair next to Sebastian and sat down, crossing her long legs and leaning an elbow on the table.

”So just sit…” She cut herself off and glanced back at AFP. She opened her mouth to retort, but Sebastian got their first, and then AFP again. They just kept going back and forth like she wasn’t even there. She watched this go on until he offered her food. ”No I do...okay, yeah I want food. But first, I want you two to actually remember I’m in the damn room". She simply rolled her eyes when he winked at her, moving her chair to the other side of the table. For some reason, it didn’t dawn on her that he could still play footsie with her under the table, and she wasn’t as safe as she thought.

”What kind of food do they have here. I mean can we order off menu? Will they go get it for us? Where is the menu.” Her very last comment was more to herself than them, as she began to look around for it. Usually they had in lying on the dining table.

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As she moved to the other side of the table he looked at her with a laugh. But he decided to ignore it and turn his attention back to the computer. He shook his head before looking back to Lilith.

"Demon boy is watching porn. Is it wrong I'm mildly curious to find the camera feed?"

He asked with a laugh. He then turned his attention to Lilith. He got up and began to rummage through somethings, before grabbing a menu.

"Odds are our Leader isn't paying for it. But I got it. After all rooming with a crazy and slutty artist means you get to go nuts. Champagne, caviar, a....hundred dollar sandwich? Order me one of those, I'm curious."

He said with a laugh before lighting another cigarette. He slid the pack across the table if she wanted one. With a light smirk he looked back at the computer but he was still watching porn.

"Plus I'm sorry about Admiral Fluffy Paws and I. We've been mostly alone for over 7 years, so we're used to just having each other. Sure there's the occasional boyfriend or girlfriend but they come and go."

'After you got bored sexually. Plus there were usually multiple at one time.'

"He's right, I'm a whore. But anyways, when room service comes there is an issue."

He said beginning to pace. With a sigh he leaned against the large window and looked over at Lilith. He was having fun with this. He didn't really have much in the way of friends. Aside from Lydia (sort of), Adam, Roxy and Gabby that was about it. But so far Lilith was one of the few who truly seemed to understand him.

"If you answer the door fully clothed people will think I'm not having a wild sex extravaganza. I have a reputation to uphold. I'm known as the slutty artist. I'm asking you at least answer the door in a robe or bed sheet. Otherwise I will buy literally any food you want."

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Her eyes flickered over to Sebastian as he mentioned the demon they were watching was watching something of his own, porn. She liked to think that one could tell a lot about a man from the type of porn they watched. Vanilla, or something a bit more, interesting. Did they like to watch the man take charge, have it equal, or succumb to the lady’s will. Usually she preferred the last of those, but the other two could be fun with the right people.

”Any more wrong than me fighting the urge to get up and look over your shoulder?” She’d even gone as far as to uncross her legs and lean forward just a little bit. He stood up then and began rummaging around before producing a menu. She waited, rather patiently for him to hand it over.

Instead of a menu, she got slid a pack of cigarettes. She wrinkled her nose up at them before gently prodding them back over to him with the tip of her nail as if they could infect her should her skin touch even the outside of the pack. ”No thanks. I’ll stay smelling just as good as when I got out of the shower thank you.” She could be quite prissy and prim about somethings, and smelling nice was one of them.

”Bored? Sexually? Well I guess that is what happens with humans. Either too fragile, or not enough imagination.” She wasn’t sure why she was being so candid. Usually, if they were alone for any amount of time, she was being as bitchy as possible. It was really hard to forgive someone you’d trusted before you even met them and who was suppose to be your Prince, who then turned around and betrayed you to some crazy ass organization.

She watched him as he spoke about her needing to at least seem naked. A smirk tugged at her lips, and she rolled her eyes. She knew what hookers did, duh. She got up slowly, smoothing her dress out so it hugged every inch of her with no creases. She reached behind her as she walked towards him, her blue eyes smoldering with passion. ”So you mean,” she started as she began to slowly unzip the dress. ”That I should be more like this.” As she dropped the dress and then stepped out of it, there was a slight shimmer of her chest and a bra appeared. She’d needed to use an illusion to hide it because the dress had a deep, plunging V neckline, but the bra was too sexy to pass up.

Lilith stopped mere inches away from him, eyes nearly level with his in her heels. ”Will this fool them. Or do you deem humans to be smarter than that?” She turned on her toes and walked back to the bed, a smirk on her face, grabbing the phone along the way.

”Room service? This is room Fifty-two Ten. I need to order some champagne and one of your Mark Hadden sandwiches. All the toppings? Of course, how else if one suppose to enjoy it.” Lilith laid down on the bed, tucking her legs up and casually throwing one arm above her head. ”What kind of champagne? Hmm.” She paused to think, but only for a moment. ”One of your most expensive bottles and one of your most popular,no! Two, yes two of each of those.” There was another little pause as room service asked her another question. Her eyes darted to Seb for a moment, a teasing little smirk playing over her lips. ”Just one will do.” She went on to order some woodfire grilled salmon, two whole lobsters with garlic butter sauce, of course some caviar, who wouldn’t, oysters and chocolate covered strawberries.

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He couldn't help but laugh as Lilith said she'd be tempted to watch over his shoulder. Apparently they were both equally curious about what the demon was watching. Based on what he could hear of the audio it seemed like a rather generic movie. He'd have expected better but of course if the demons were meeting in a hotel already they were pretty normal, almost human like. It was disappointing.

"Yeah, it is usually fragile or boring. I mean half of them even knew I was an Incubus. One would think it'd get them to pull out all the stops. They think they can handle it going in. Then next thing I know I'm trying to up it and make it more interesting and they freak out. Sometimes I wonder about humans."

He said with a laugh. Of course his thought about all of that suddenly faded as she shifted into a bra and panty set. He raised an eyebrow with a light smirk before meeting her gaze.

"It's a start I guess. I mean still kind of conservative for my taste, but it'll do."

He said before then going back to the computer. He listened as she ordered and rolled his eyes.

'Seriously? You're going to let her order all of that?'

"I do better than people think."

'Is that so?'

Sebastian ignored him and went back to the computer. When she was done he glanced up briefly, before exhaling the smoke from his cigarette.

"So apparently you were hungry Lilly. But if you get all of the champagne you might get drunk. Then I'll probably be forced to take advantage of you after you seduce me. I'm only human...."

'No, no you are not.'

"Shut up, it's a saying."

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Lilith sat up quickly after having hung up the phone, glaring at Sebastian. ”Conservative?!” She swung her long legs off the bed, standing slowly and walking back towards him. By now, he’d moved back to the computer, so that’s where she headed. As she walked, her coverings changed. The mesh on the bra expanded, becoming nearly the entire cup with just enough regular material to support her underneath. Her panties did something similar, also becoming a thong along the way. Her shoes had changed from the boots to platformed heels that were at least a total of five inches high. Not that she needed the extra height, but it did make one's legs look lovely.

She slide delicate hands over his shoulders while leaning down until she was level with his ear. ”Is this better, my prince?” She asked in a seductive whisper. Her red dress did actually lay on the floor. After all, what would the poor bellhop think if there wasn’t a least a dress strewn about the room but there was a mostly naked girl inside. She stood up, dragging her hands over his chest at the same time before settling them on his shoulders, pressing her thumbs into the flesh in a circular motion.

Was she serious about her advances, or just teasing him. Teasing him of course. She hadn’t been able to find it in her…heart to forgive him for the way she’d been forced to join this stupid little team. A knock at the door made her turn her head. She moved towards the door, kicking her shoes off as she went. Her silvery blue eyes landed on a rather cute, and wide eyed bellhop as she pulled the door open. ”Oh Sebastian, can we keep him?” He had most of the food she’d ordered.

”The...uh...the.”

”Well go on cutie. Spit it out. What isn’t here.”

”Fish. The Salmon. I...um. Ishouldgogetit”

Even if she hadn’t been staring at him, she would have known where he was looking. She could feel not only his eyes, but his desire as well. Her skin was tingling with it. She really wanted to just drag him inside, get a little hit before sending him on his way. ”Please Sebastian. Just a little taste?” There were four bottles of chilled champagne, but only one champagne flute.

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He was well skilled in brushing off advances. Between the men and women who had literally thrown themselves at him, wanting to be on the arm of one of the top up and coming artists in the country, he was used to it. Sure he'd occasionally taken some up, primarily out of loneliness and just simply desire. He may be an incubus but he was also a living creature who sometimes just wanted attention. He was not the healthiest in terms of his mentality. But he figured he was pretty well given his childhood. Sure he had a fear of birds and refused to sleep since he might dream, but still, not bad. As she came over to him he briefly glanced over at her and shrugged, ignoring the light massage like touch.

"Eh not bad. I mean I still can't see much. Hell there's just a hint of areola. But that's fine. It's not bad for a young succubus."

He said before going back to the computer.

"He's into boring stuff. Hell I bet it's missionary too."

He said with a laugh before there was a knock at the door. She was right, things would be expected. Smoke covered him and he cast an illusion, making him appear naked. As the door opened not only was there a partially clothed Lilith in front of the bellhop but a naked Sebastian behind her.

"No darling, leave the boy be. I want my sandwich. Go on boy. Get us the rest of our food."

He said coming up behind her with his arms around her waist. After all they needed to look like lovers. He placed a few kisses on her neck and looked at the fleeing bellhop with a smile. He reached around her and grabbed a bottle of champagne. He took a swig and sighed before grabbing a bag of blood and pouring some in.

"Much better. Now no feeding on the staff Lilly. They hate us enough as is without giving them better reason to lock us up."

He said with a sigh before he ended the illusion and his clothes returned.

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Lilith’s eyes widened a bit. She had not expected to for him to touch her. His fingers on her bare skin sent a slight shiver over her, something else she was not expecting. She mashed down any emotions that tried to rise from his lips on her neck. Being mad at him made working with him easier. And yet, her eyes still closed, and her head tilted slightly as he kissed her neck. She opened her eyes in time to see the bellhop scurry off. A smirk played over her lips for the moment before he reached around and grabbed a bottle of champagne.

She let her breath out, not realizing that she’d been holding it in. She stood, still facing the door, trying to regain her composure. She gritted her teeth for a moment before turning around, a smile on her face, although that faded quickly when she saw he was back in clothing. Why did he have to be so infuriating. She quickly grabbed a robe from near the bed and threw it on.

”Why do you get to be clothed,” she said venomously. She stared at him from the bed where she and lounged, picking through the strawberries, as though trying to find an uncovered one. She’d caught the merest of sight of him while he’d been naked, and she couldn’t keep it from playing over and over in her head.

”So, while I got you here, with nothing to do, can I ask you something?” She popped in a strawberry, but didn’t really give him time to reply before asking her question. ”I know, on that day, that you said you didn’t have a choice. But we never got to the explaining how come you didn’t have a choice of simply asking me to join your little team. Why the deception was necessary.”

This time, she did pause long enough for him to give a full answer, munching strawberries the whole time.

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He laughed at her comment about his clothes suddenly reappearing. He scratched Admiral Fluffy Paws'head as he walked by before staring out the window. He took a big swig of the bottle and sighed.

"You're not the only one who can cast illusions Lily."

'Oh please Sebastian. Your illusions are mere party tricks compared to her's.'

Admiral Fluffy Paws said before moving across the bed to cuddle up next to her. He purred before reaching out and pawing at one strawberry on the edge and puling it towards him. He then began to lick it and Seb looked at her with a smile. It was true her illusions were miles beyond his. Most of his involved hiding the runes with tattoos or doing simple things like that. But changing his exact form was difficult. So far none of his spells could do the trick and it really bothered him. But he didn't really want to hide his form, it was too complicated.

"Play your cards right Lily and neither of us will have any clothes for long."

He lit a cigarette and nearly got lost inhaling as she asked. A third of the way in he exhaled all the smoke and sighed. He knew this question would be coming soon enough. He'd hoped for right away but also knew that was not likely to happen. She was angry and hated him, something that was very evident.

"So you're finally asking about that terrible night huh?"

He asked with a sigh before taking a big swig from the bottle. He seemed to read the label, almost like he was trying to buy his time.

"They told me just after sun down who I was going after."

He said now beginning to pace. The bottle was in one hand and the cigarette in the other.

"I tried talking to them. I said if you were a succubus and looking for me I could probably convince you to join. Worst case scenario if it failed yours soldiers would be in position. They didn't trust me. So they gave me an option, since our Leader is so kind and all."

He said sarcastically before sitting down on the edge of the bed. He took a drag of the cigarette before taking a swig from the bottle.

"Basically either I go through with that plan or they detonate the charge in my neck and grab you anyways. So either way you'd be on thew team. The only thing up for debate was my roll. Sure I care for you and all but I wasn't so sure about being filled with blessed silver in my veins if the outcome would be the same. I would never willingly put you in danger Lily."

He said with a smile. He then got up and walked back over to the table. He checked on the computer wanting literally anything else to do right now. He finished the cigarette and smashed it into the ash tray.

"If it helps none of us joined willingly. Celeste and I are being framed for a mass murder and were forced into joining. I followed a tip on some relic, Celeste had the same time and when we got there bodies were everywhere....."

He said shaking his head. He didn't know why he gave her so much information. But it was happening and he really had no choice. He was finally being honest and he was letting it all come out.

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Lilith felt like she was blushing as AFP beat down Sebastian’s illusions compared to hers. She would have commented on it but he made yet another naked joke. Would he ever not use the joke?

”Well, yeah.”

She watched him pace as he told his story. She wasn’t even sure she was going to believe him, but, how could she not. She actually found herself feeling sorry for him.

”Seb.” She’d never called him that before. It had always been weird feeling to her, as if she was being disrespectful, or like she cared too much. But now, now she felt different. She had no idea what had really happened. She moved up behind him, resting a hand on his shoulder.

”Sebastian? I’m sorry. I didn’t know, and it’s my fault. I never actually let you explain. I just...I’m sorry.” She slipped her arms around him, giving him a tight hug. She felt like such an idiot. It was all her fault that she hadn’t found out sooner of course because she had never let him explain it to her. She leaned in to plant a kiss on his cheek.

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He felt better telling her everything. He'd kept to to himself, not wanting to put it on her. He'd done it willingly, sort of. He did his best to keep her safe and knew there was a chance that something could go 'wrong' and they'd end her. He didn't trust the higher ups of the Dark Commandos and knew if something went wrong they'd kill the Commandos and disavow any knowledge of them. He understood, they were probably not something everyone in SHIELD agreed on.

"It's ok Lilly. I'm used to people not really liking me. I definitely make it hard on people."

"Yeah, you're a bit of an ass."

He shrugged and took a drag of his cigarette after returning the hug. He sat down at the computer, watching.

"I'm an ass simply because it keeps people at arm's reach. I have a tendency to get people in trouble. So this way is simply easier."

He hated being alone but also wasn't doing a damn thing to really fix it. He knew it would easier if he was alone. Sure he wanted to have a family one day, but being a vampire that seemed unlikely. Then again, perhaps it was for the best. Let the Blood line end for good. He'd contemplated changing his last name back to Hellstrom, but never had. He wanted to somewhat redeem the name if possible. It wouldn't be easy, but he would likely die trying.

"Our demon friend is on the phone."

He said turning up the volume so his half of the conversation could be heard. Of course it was in a demon language which he didn't know if she knew.

"They're coming."

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All those old feelings she had when she first came to the surface, about him and the firsture they were suppose to have, began to resurface now that she’s let go of her anger towards him. By the time she stopped having her little internal monologue with herself, she realized Sebastian and AFP were talking amongst themselves again. That was actually a rather annoying aspect of Sebastian, the two of them talking as if the subject of their conversation wasn’t in the room.

”I think you do it because you are scared of someone finding out your deep dark secrets and still accepting you,” she said, her voice soft and quiet, feminine. Her fingers absent mindedly ran through his hair as his attention turned back to the computer after their extremely short and uninteresting hug.

She knew she’d just pulled the biggest 180 ever, but she couldn’t help it. She’d been trained to basically worship the man. She’d always felt like she loved him, someone she’d never even met. It’s what everyone had expected of her. Love him, worship him, rule by his side. Then all this shit had gone down and she didn’t know what to feel or do, so she’d hated him. Everything was cleared up now and she couldn’t help but wonder about the two of them, in the future. Was there a ‘them’? If he went back, fulfilled his duty as Prince of Hell, would they even honor their deal of giving her her mother and making her queen.

Her thoughts were interrupted by Sebastian updating her on what was happening. She knew the language for sure, but she was having trouble fathoming what was being said on the other end. ”They should have let, someone, bug that phone. What do you mean their coming? Coming where? Here? Or there.” Her hand dropped from his hair to her side.

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She had a point, something he'd never admit. He hated psychology, mostly because he knew he was messed up. Hell his childhood was filled with abuse and talks of world domination in the names of a powerful demon. He tried going good but to say he had trouble with heroics was an understatement. He was about to shut her down when Admiral Fluffy Paws stood up before he could.

'My dear, Sebastian here is without a doubt trying to push people away. You see he's worried someone will see through his shroud of ego and bad-boy heroics and discover he's nothing more than a guy who really wants friends and love. Of course the product of an arranged marriage neither one wanted is bound to have issues with love and so forth.'

"Ya done there Freud?"

'Please, he stole most of his 'breakthroughs' from my drunken ramblings.'

"I find that...oddly believable."

He sometimes forgot Admiral Fluffy Paws used to be a human. He came off as nothing more than a talking cat who made jokes and quips. But he sometimes had to remember he was an incredibly powerful sorcerer once. One who if he hadn't made a deal centuries ago could've made a run at the Sorcerer Supreme title. He then turned his attention back to Lilith and sighed lightly.

"Ya know Lills, I asked our glorious Leader the same question. Got some crap about EMP and magic and not very good either. But he's supposed to be meeting with other demons. They're planning something, potentially with a nearby cult. These are minor demons, like the ensure you stub your toe at 3 in the morning minor."

He turned the volume up and glanced over at her. This was going to be complicated, very complicated. However he also knew it'd be fun. Best case, they shut them all down quickly. More fun scenario, a two on six awesome fight. It'd be a lot of fun either way. Plus shutting down demons is kind of their job.

"Don't worry, if I fight breaks out I'll protect you."

He said with a wink and a laugh, mostly joking with her.