<span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Both of the brothers were laughing to one another, a single human sat in a far corner of the bar, a glass of sloth in hand as he sipped lazily away at it. They were having fun of course as per their usual antics. Always playing and teasing to see who was the better. The last human they had taken, had been a rather entertaining triumph. They of course had no idea that he was supposed to be protected by an angel. But if they were asked, they would say they didn't care either. It was their jobs after all to fill more human souls with sin.<br/>
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The bar looked rather lustrous; redwood bar top with a beautiful polish to it. Red leather stools with blackened wood legs and back, the lights overhanging the bar held cubic zirconia rubies to give a glimmer to the room. A large mirror sat behind the bottles on the wall, giving whoever sat at the bar a good look at themselves. The hardwood floors looked just as polished as the bar top, and the booths around the edges of the bar held the same blackened wood as the stools, except for the tables, and the same red leather as well.<br/>
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When the hand crafted redwood door was slammed open, the twin demons turned to see who it was that came in. The first thing they noticed, wasn't in fact the wings that sprouted from the angel before them. It was the man's features. Zane was the twin that got the blade pointed at him; his cheshire grin didn't fade as the pointed metal was directed toward him. "Me? How do you know I did it? What if it was him?" Zane was identical to his brother in every way except, his right eye was red, while his left was black. Elrenic was the opposite, left being red and right being black, both with jet black hair.<br/>
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Elrenic crossed his arms behind his head, a thin black tail with an arrowhead shaped point at the end flicked about lightheartedly. "Don't blame this one on me now Zane. He's obviously here for you." The other twin laughed as he looked upon the angel. He already was wanting to hand him a drink, though he wasn't sure which sin would best suit the man. "He looks like he could use some Wrath." Elrenic said finally with a laugh.<br/>
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Zane, completely ignoring the blade pointed at him, turned to face his brother. "Oh please El, he obviously has enough of an anger problem. I don't think we need to add more fire to his eyes." He added before putting a finger to his chin. "No he needs something sweeter." He didn't think for long before he turned toward the angel, smacking the blade from his face and toward the side. "Pick your poison, what would you like?"</span>