Blacked out.<br/>Her world had been black at first and then she could hear a single droplet hitting water. Her eyes blinked though she still stood in darkness. Another droplet his a surface of liquid. A soft light came from somewhere and Juniper's eyes refused to adjust. She tried to walked and found her movement more like floating. A drag against air much similar to gliding than to walking. "Oh." Her voice echoed through the never ending space. However she knew where she was. "Are you here?" She asked softly into the darkness. Her eyes no longer of use bit it was fine, she knew where she was. "Are you angry with me?" She asked like a child who knew a scolding was coming before the scolding even left the others lips. "He is a demon, but his intentions are not completely darkened. And he hunts those who are worse..." she let that sentence sink in her own brain, not a single answer came back from the peaceful void. "My abilities are god given, yet they work despite me being banished, despite my holy title being stripped." She called out, her voice tinged with confusion and disbelief. "Why let me keep the innocence of my wings or my powers. I DON'T UNDERSTAND." She cried out desperate for an answer. "My way has never been one for you to ever understand, Child." That rumble of an answer instantly bringing relief. "Maybe this is your task. Your destiny. Maybe this is what you are meant to be?" He spoke low, rumbling through her body, her mind. Juniper sat in silence for a good while as the darkness never faded. The slow drip of something hitting the surface of another. "So I was meant to be on Satan's list?" She answered with another question. "My dear oracle, why would I ever put you in danger? That is the fault of others. I have no control of your actions. Do what you believe is right." He chuckled back.<br/><br/>Juniper woke with a start. Jolting up, her wings flaring out from behind her as she gasped. Sounding as if she had been drowning seconds earlier. She grasped until her fingers wrapped around the blanket that sat on her lap. Her brilliant eyes were wide as a sweat had seemed to cover her body. Eyes darted around the room as she tried to focus on where she was. "Where did he go?" Her eyes focused on the demon she wasn't particularly okay with. She eyes him carefully and when she went to move she suddenly realized her wings shuffled. Glancing back she gasped again and blinked. "Shit..." she muttered and tried to  gather any energy to hide them again. Instead she whimpered and just slumped back exhausted. "What kind of demon are you?" She suddenly asked her eyes narrowing on the stone faced devil.<br/><br/>She touched her sweaty head and sighed. "What were your duties? And why is it tou two are the only demons who aren't jumping to tear me apart?" She muttered softly, just so he could hear. She pushed herself up and her wings shuffled softly. The sound of feathers ruffling together like that of a bird, a large one. She watched him and raised her brow.