The Radio demon.
and Y/N morning star.
the most fabled and yet well-known demons to exist apart from Lucifer.
One came to help and the other is here for pure entertainment.
You wonder how this will play out?
well, only time will tell.
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"Never said your sister was hot toots- OW" Angel remarks before getting harshly elbowed in the side by Vaggie, a sneer making its way onto her lips, eyes narrowed subtly. "Shut. Up." She hisses, her eyes narrowing dangerously, instead of being utterly repulsed the moment she met Angel Dust the H/C female smiled widely, giving the effeminate male a small wave. "I appreciate the compliment, you're... Angel dust, yes?" Y/n spoke curiously completely ignoring the shit eating smirk Angel had sent towards Vaggie as she clutched her spear tightly grinding her teeth in frustration, the moth demon was starring daggers at Angle all the while Y/N stood up properly into her proper posture out of habit. She didn't want a bad posture, that stuff wrecked your back.
"It is refreshing to meet you all in the flesh, I've heard a lot about you guys!" Y/n remarks aloud, looking glad she could be here for her younger sister. "Say Charlie... where is that boyfriend of yours?" Y/N says curiously looking at her sister while tilting her head, Von Eldritch.. Right? He was sort of a dick but Y/n put up with him for the sake of it and her sister. "Well... we kind of broke up-" she says hesitantly, rubbing the back of her neck while avoiding eye contact, she knew how overprotective her older sister could be, especially if it's an ex-boyfriend or girlfriend.
"Ah, well, the past is in the past!" Y/n simply shrugs, earning a surprised glance from Charlie. She was a lot more.. Calm was it to put? Y/n did seem to be contemplating to herself for a moment however, tapping a finger on her chin thoughtfully. "Well... okay. Vaggie, could you watch the hotel? I wanna go show Y/N around!" Charlie cheers, sort of just brushing off the awkward moment of silence that filled the room. "Sure Charlie, just be back before dark, you know what happened last time we let Alastor cook..." Vaggie replies, shuddering subtly. She was not going to talk about the raw venison Alastor even had the audacity of serving to the current residents of the hotel, giving Charlie the iconic 'I can't take much more of life' face.
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"Sooo... this is 666 news!" Charlie says a hint of caution in her voice, lacing her fingers together mindlessly while trailing her eyes around the stingy news station. "And this is where I introduced my idea of rehabilitating demons-" Y/n stared at the building, the bridge of her nose wrinkling in distaste. Even the greed ring had been stations than this and that was saying something. "I'm out for a smoke break, anyone interrupt me and you face being fired-" A rather sassy and.. Nearly masculin sounding voice calls out, a clear hostility to it. This voice in particular belonged to Katie killjoy, a famously widely known reporter over the pride ring. She was a total scumbag, Y/n remembered her really well with her shitty news broadcasts. Her hips swayed confidently, albeit lazily. Flicking an already burnt-out smoke into the dry gutter Katie took another out, already lighting it while the previous now discarded one landed in the gutter, blood staining the concrete that had been used to make the rather useless thing. All it caught was bodies or junk, never rain or water. Her gaze happened to wander over to Charlie however, a snarl making its way onto her lips. "What did I say? You're not welcome here after the shit talking show you put on last week." Katie hissed, her eyes narrowing with distaste for the Morningstar princess being quite obvious.
Katie, however, shut up instantly at the cold gaze sent her way by the demon behind Charlie, a murderous intent behind the steely gaze Y/n sent her way. "Who's your friend. Another dreaming lunatic?" Katie sasses, giving the taller of the two a snarky glare, flicking her still lit cigarette at her feet, getting ash on the princess's shoes. "Y/n Morningstar, heir to the throne. Daughter of Lucifer and Lilith." Y/n coolly speaks, tilting her head subtly, the cold glare left in her eyes making the News anchor shudder ever so slightly. Y/n didn't like her even more now. She was rude to Charlie, and she got cigarette dust on her shoes.
She could easily murder her right now.
"And I think it's time to leave, we really must be getting back home." Y/n remarks, earning a quick nod from Charlie. "Yup! Time to go!" The blonde quickly speaks, speed walking away, Y/n sending a bone chilling glare to Katie before following her sister.
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"Charlie! Charlie you gotta help me toots-" a distraught looking Angel Dust pleads as he opens the door with a fearful face. Eye subtly wide with longing for help and the relief of salvation of the two people that he found he could probably lean onto for help. "What's wrong Angel-" Charlie frets, Y/n simply looked interest, the fear-stricken face that the spiderling portrayed was somewhat amusing. "WHO LET THE SEÑOR DE CURSI COOK-" Vaggie yelled, running into the room as she throws her spear at Alastor, the Overlord easily dodging it with just a simple of an action as tilting his head to the side slightly. "Why, I thought we could have something unique for dinner instead of the regular venison I eat! Since you all reacted so... Negatively towards it!" Alastor cheered, gripping his staff slightly tighter than before, his grin a little tight, eyes studying Charlie for a moment before moving to Y/n, staying a little longer than necessary. "And WHAT would that be?!"Vaggie growls angrily, her eyes looked like they were lit aflame, ready to combust and turn into a fine grey dust. "Spider of course!" Alastor replied, his head tilting as if it was obvious, a smug look came about his features after, the tight-lipped smile instantly gone as if it wasn't there. "I'm gonna kill him-" Vaggie stated, Charlie looking on in panic. "Vaggie, no-" "Vaggie yes."