<span style="font-family:Philosopher">Bimbo. What in the heavens did that mean? She wasn't aware of duch vulgar language and she certainly hadn't heard such foul terms being locked up in her room for the past few months. She furrowed her brows as she fought off tears and suddenly her hands found themselves within his grasp. He pulled her to her unsteady feet and she stared at him. Those wide innocent eyes taking him in, gazing at the charming man as he did as he pleased. Those teary eyes held such and innocent wonder one wouldn't be able to look away from the beauty. She blinked a bit as he sat her down. Lacking the understanding of why he was being so kind. Considering this woman seemed extremely unhappy with him being anywhere near her. <br/>
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Seeong his wink she blushed and turned away from him. Leaning on the counter to hold herself up. However a very familiar voice echoed in her ears. "What the hell did you do to her?" His hand on the collar of Zuureth's shirt. A very dangerous glimmer in Sirus' eyes. He looked from the devil to the woman and then at Juniper. Anyone who frequented the bar knew who Sirus was, which meant this blonde knee him very well. He clenched tightly on the shirt. "I asked you stranger what you did?" His voice came again and Juniper left the stool grabbing his wrists. "S. SIRUsss." Her drunken plea leaving her lips as she tried to get him to release tne man. "D-DON'T DO THIS... please." She whimpered and tugged his hand. Sirus let go and grabbed Juniper's chin. "Are you drunk?" There was an angry flash in his eyes as he glance back at the two demons before looking to Juniper. Juniper stared at him a moment. "W-what is that?" She blinked confused at his accusation, flinching at the dark look on his face. "What have you been drinking?" He quickly added and she blinked, throughly confused. "W-what the bartender gave me." She answered honestly not aware of what was going on. Sirus released her before scooping her up. That dark look taking in one more glance of the Demon, before his eyes fell on the brunette. "I suggest you watch your tongue next time Bridget. Now go play before I kick you out." He warned with a soft growl and then disappeared in the crowd, the little blonde in his arms. <br/>
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Juniper was dizzy and laid her head on the demon's chest as he pushed through the crowd and up to one of the private rooms just above the bar. Pushing the door open and her quickly kicked it shut. Slipping her into the freshly made bed. Juniper glanced over the bed before she looked up at Sirus. "W-where is Oppie?" She whimpered out fairly concerned. Sirus looked at her and gave her a small smile. "Ophelia is sleeping off the bruises. You should sleep off the effect of the alcohol. Then I'll take you to your room. For now I can keep an eye on you here." He tuckednher under the blankets brough a trash close and then moved to go keep an eye on the bar. Juniper did as she was told and dozed off. Sleeping for a couple hours. Her dreams odd, that was until she felt as if she wasbeing touched. She gasped as the face she saw was the demon at the bar. Snapping away, breathlessly panting as she stared around the unfamiliar room. What in the hell was she dreaming about? She wondered in a mumble. </span>