Sandra
*The shopkeeper's bell rang as someone entered the flowershop, suddenly bringing in the pleasing scent of expensive tobacco, cologne, and a familiar ash from the fires of hell. This mysterious demon had chuckles as he looked around the shop, having found it funny that a demon would want to open up a flower shop.*

*Maverick's love had puffed at his cigar as he walked past the beautiful flora and straight to the counter, having spotted the sleeping owner. It was strange for Maverick to see a fellow creature of hell so softly asleep, but he didn't ponder this for long.*

"Mornin' partner."

*His voice was deep and had a very clear southern twang. Maverick is leaning down to shake Levyié.*
Amy
*He would snap awake, gasping and looking around, then to the new arrival to his shop, sniffing the air he caught that unmistakable scent of hell

He would look him up and down, noting his cigar that laid in his mouth he'd politely point to the no smoking sign

He huffed for a second before dusting off his uniform blouse and putting an elbow onto the counter*

"Welcome to my flower shop, hope you don't intend on bringing trouble?"


*You could tell he was a little on edge, considering it was a while since he's dealt with a fellow hellspawn*
Sandra
*Maverick looked at the No smoking sign and rolled his eyes, but he wouldn't let the small annoyance defer him from his task. The cigar was put out in a nearby pot of soil.*

"Course, don't mean too much trouble... But ain't this a sight? A demon ownin' a little flower shop like someone's momma."

*He grinned at Levyié, showing off sharp teeth which included a gold cap on one.*

"But I ain't just here to bust your balls. So, how'd ya do it feller? Get yourself out of them *Incubi tasks*."
Amy
*He would look into the eyes of maverick, not being really intimidated by his apperance or teeth, his eyes scanning around him, before he'd push a button and close the blinds to the shop and turn off the open sign

He would gesture for the strange man to follow him to a back room, opening it and walking in you could see the tools used to escape the hellish grip on him, and on the wall, a mantlepiece with the severed head of a prominent hell general*

"Took alot of time, had to fight alot, sacrifice more, in the end I had to silence the last one holding my leash."
Sandra
"Huh.. Ain't that neat."

*Maverick was a tad suspicious of how prepared Levyié was, but he wasn't going to back away now. He followed the smaller demon into the back room, but his trust was far from being 100%.*

*It wasn't until he had seen the decapitated head of the general, that Maverick finally garnered more respect for Levyié.*

"Well shit! You did that? Ya know, I wondered what happened to the damn bastard but killed by a little incubus?"

*He let out a rumbling laugh as his tail swayed.*

"I oughta take a picture! I really don't know how ya aint yelling to every circle bout this, bet you'd get promoted."
Amy
"Hah, hardly something im seeking, that wasnt the last thing I had to do, he was just the biggest mouth needed shutting"

*He would go to a large case, opening it and taking out various artifacts from his personal rebellion, including a rifle, a blade made by a extremely skilled hell blacksmith and some papers incased in resin


Finally he'd pull out a large container with one of the rarest flowers found in hell, a blackened crimson rose, something he took as symbolism of his eternal freedom*

"All these documents, they included me, no matter how small the reference to me was, I had to steal each paper and scroll mentionijg me.

I had to become a ghost, a glitch in the system, afterall how could they find someone they have no record of?

When I cut his head off, that was barely the start of it.

This knife was given to me by an old friend, and it's what I used to end that foul bastard's life"


*Upon closer inspection of the severed head, you can see the various bruises and cuts on him, overall it appeared that he was taken out rather quickly, perhaps a stealthy assassination?*
Sandra
*Maverick let out a low whistle, unsure how else to express his appreciation for the massive efforts. Usually this would be a prime time for Maverick to further joke and tease, but it seemed he was busy actually taking in the steps.*

"Well butter my back and call me a biscuit... How long did all *This* Take? I'n lookin' for an estimate if a feller would want to replicate this whole operation, just without the whole friend thing."

*It was a daunting task for Maverick, even just thinking about where to start had the demon's head hurting. He decided to focus his attention on the flower Levyié had taken out.*

"Now I ain't positive what a "Glitch" Is, but i'm guessing something from after my time on earth? Whatever it is, I reckon I'm a big one."

*He looked away from the flower and now faced Levyié. Maverick's hand was out to offer the other a friendly shake, but his posture and confidence had been clearly that of a crossroads demon.*

"Names Maverick Love."
Amy
"Took me a couple months, but that was after doing everything I could every single day"

*He would tap his hand on the table a few times before standing up, looking at his extended hand, walking over and giving it a gentle shake, despite the fact he just talked about killing various high ranking hell officials and important figures, he had really soft and semi feminine hands.

He would exhale for a moment, clearly seeing his suspicion was right about him wanting to break from the system as well, giving a gentle and warm smile*

"The name is Levyie.. Levyie Blythe"
Sandra
"Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Sugar. Now back to chattin', how did you avoid gettin' hook-up calls from the other side? Bet that would make the process a whole lot harder." 

*He certainly seemed like one of the many demons in charge of making deals, but his curiosities had mainly been about Incubus. Maverick would have preferred to present as just another demon looking to get out, but he had lost a good amount of his shame from his first few weeks on the new job.*

"Because I'll be honest... If one more human summons me and gets all pouty cus I ain't sum little twink, then i'll ring their fuckin' neck. I should be taking souls not playin' servant." 

*There it was. Maverick was a demoted demon. He still was damning souls to hell, but it was well known that Incubi and succubi were less respected than the usual demon.*
Amy
"Hm.. Well once I took these documents I had to do a ritual to sever my ties to hell, once I was done with that I couldn't be summoned anymore unless someone did it in a very specific manner"

*He would note this, gaining a little more edge again, he wasn't exactly a fan of higher ranking demons, and now grew a little weary that this guy may turn his back on him


Eitherway he would nod and give a small chuckle, looking him up and down before going to grab some more stuff from a different container to show what he used for the ritual*

"Y'know I wouldn't be too disappointed if I got you. In my old life probably."
Sandra
"You've definitely got some good brains in that little noggin' of yours."

*He complimented Levyié's intelligence, because how could he not? Maverick certainly wouldn't be smart enough to figure this out alone.*

*Maverick reached into his pocket and took out a small matchbox, usually reserved for lighting his cigars but also curbed his cravings. A match and Maverick bit the end of it, chewing lightly on the wood as if it was a toothpick.*

"Now would ya? Change of taste or am I too much for a little flower-boy to handle now~"

*He joked, unable to stop himself from grinning.*

"I'm just pullin' yer leg. Whatcha doin' now?"
Amy
"Hardly, I've probably handled much bigger haha!

Runnin this flower shop of course, always been my dream to be a florist, finding and selling exotic species found nowhere on earth, its relaxing"

*He would show him the book and incantation to preform the ritual he did, the requisites of it were extremely long and complex, and the ritual had to be finalized by sacrificng something of extreme significance, and replacing it with something new, along with using a vial of your blood and a small chunk of your soul*
Sandra
"Ouch, didn't have to go assuming I ain't *Much bigger*. Even if ya hurt my heart,I got to agree that the shop is mighty interestin'..I'll give ya that."

*Maverick would take the book into his own hands and skim the words, his face going from relaxed and smug to a clear confusion once more. He was good with lying, killing, and the other parts of the plan he was forming, but having to learn all this? He was far from book smart and this was clear.*

"Shit. Is there a summarized version of this that I can do? Somethin' less like a school project?"
Amy
"Didn't mean it like that. Sorry, but not really


I had help from this guy, purple skin, he was cool, maybe you can find him and ask him?"


*He would close the books and start gathering his stuff and returning it to the case, he would then begin walking out of the room, gesturing him to follow.*