Issei Demigod of Olympus

Troublesome Vacation Incoming

( Kouh, Penku's House)

Azazel appeared in the middle of the living room, having teleported here to talk with Benemue, or Penemue, depending on how close she was with someone. He wasn't that close, but kept saying it anyway, only to annoy her, but today's visit wasn't for shits and giggles. Benemue had stayed home for the last two weeks, not talking or seeing anyone for the whole time.

Her work had been handled by Azazel, and a few of the other cadres, but too many lower ranked fallen angels had begun to notice her absences and were starting to ask too many questions about. The last thing Azazel wants is to force her back, at least with how she was when he saw her last, but he also wanted to avoid another Kokabrial situation.

The first thing he noticed was the lights being off, not that it hindered him from seeing the mess her house had become. Littered around on the floor were wine bottles, beer cans and plastic containers for microwave food. The few flowers she had were shriveling from a lack of sun and water. He went into the kitchen, finding the sink filled with uncleaned, half rinsed plates and other kitchen ware.

The smell of beer hung in the air, making his head and nose hurt from the sour sting." Benemue! Are you home?" He turned around in the dark, trying to see if she might appear from one of the two doors in the house. But neither opened. He waited a few seconds more, then went over to her bedroom door and put his right ear against the door.

He couldn't hear anything." Benemue, you in there?" A low groan came from behind the door, making him open the door softly to not scare her." It's Azazel, I'm coming in." When he got his head inside, he felt himself tensing up a bit, as even more bottles littered the floor, and the stench of wine began making him have a migraine from the smell alone. Then he saw her, holding a brown night dress, clutching onto it for dear life.

It didn't take a genius, which he would be called most of the time, to figure out who's dress that was. She held it so dearly into her, trying to hide the tears she had made in it. Azazel had seen her do it, when he came and told her the news." Benemue.." He came closer slowly, wanting to avoid knocking over the hills of bottles and startling her. He got down on his knees, as he tried to embrace her from behind, holding her awkwardly over her neck and head.

" Why.." Benemue's voice was weak and rough from all her drinking." I care, that's why."," Why did she.. Leave?" Azazel held on just a bit tighter. A small tear rolled down his cheek." I don't know." She let out a sob, hugging the dress even tighter." Nazo.." He felt wet drops fall on his hands. Her tears came one by one slowly, as she started crying.

He held her tighter, not really knowing what else to do. It had been years since he last had to help a friend with a crushed heart, and he was unsure if he had even helped him at the time." I'm here for you, my friend. I will help in any way I can."," Really?" She asked weakly. He smiled a bit, seeing there was still hope at the end of this nightmare she was in." Anything for my favorite Girl."

Her crying seem to stop, as she fell asleep in his embrace.' She must've been tired.. Can't blame her.' The whole ordeal had made her unable to get any real sleep, so his appearance and offer to help, had flicked a switch in her head. He got up again, still smiling." Really?" Next to him, just at the edge of the bed, stood a cloaked figure holding the dress. He had somehow taking it without disturbing Benemue or having Azazel notice.

" Excuse my sudden appearance, you see, I care much for my granddaughter's wife. But I haven't been able to visit her out of shame for this whole ordeal." The person explained, as he put the dress under his cloak in some hidden pocket, before turning fully towards Azazel, giving him a glance of face. It was familiar, but it had all these different parts of other races' faces on it, like a chimera of people.