The library was far from the normal places which you would find Elizabeth, she would normally find herself lurking within bars, drug houses and at the homes of those who find themselves getting close to the breaking point. Only to offer relief and a way out of the pit, but of course, this service would never come without a price, and normally they would end up paying it, not in this life but the next.<br/><br/>Slumping herself down at an empty table within the quiet hall, a book in hand, not that she knew what it was or even intended to read it. The Devil had found her pray, it was one that doesn't come up all too often and one which has always slipped from her clutches... An angle. And if coming here meant having a chance to corrupt her then here would be where the devil would attend.<br/><br/>The educated eyes of Elizabeth continued to watch her every move, each turn of the page and wriggle within her seat. She was indeed beautiful and elegant, but why expect anything less than someone chosen and sent down by God. An old acquittance of hers, but for obvious reason, the pair are not on speaking terms.<br/><br/>Letting the angle read along for around thirty minutes before she finally made an approach, rising from her chair, and of course not fitting into her soundings. Her jeans torn and tatty, her shirt only dropping to her belly button with no sleeves, even the leather collar being used as a neckless. All screaming she was out of her normal home, as she almost stomped through the otherwise quiet hall.<br/><br/>Once at the table slipping into a chair next to her. Pulling the book out from under her noise to grab her attention if not just joining her was not good enough. Pleasing her finger between the pages than closing it around to keep the page for her. "How to be kind... Really How to be Fucking kind. You're a fucking angel." Her voice not a whisper like the others in the but instead her normal outside voice. The tossing the book over her shoulder letting it bounce and slid along the floor, as a grin slips onto her lips.<br/><br/>"Oops." The woman's voice sarcastic as her head turns to see the book hit someone shins and stop at their feet. "You don't need that shit... Living without others in mind is much more rewarding." A devious look on her face as her tongue slips over her drying lips.<br/><br/><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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Name: Elizabeth<br/>
Nickname: -<br/>
Age: Looks to be in her early 20's, but is far older.<br/>
Gender: Female<br/>
Species: Devil<br/>
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Personality: Elizabeth is nothing but evil. She relishes in the pain and suffering of others and no matter what she does for anyone it will always come at a price, a price that will more greatly benefit her own needs, usually the sole of the other parties, or a less an impossibly hard task which if failed will wide up the other part with her clutches. She relishes in turning people into sinners, as they say, it's more fun to party with the devil. <br/>
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Brief History: Elizabeth constantly flings herself between Earth and her playground of Hell. For thousands of years, she has been dragging good innocent humans down with her, testing their resolve and will with tricks and deals, a large number managing to escape her grasp but many more failing and winding up alongside her. During this time meeting a few angles with the intent to try and corrupt the sole within and steal them away, but always failing for one reason or another, but will this next one be able to resist. As she sees it helps God. If they can't resist the temptation they should not be an angle.</div>
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