<span style="color: green">"Most people hate'em, people and demons. Succubi that is. Don't blame'em, Monia's got a good head on her shoulders but when she blows her top it's like a drunk fire mage... When Karrie's mood turns sour, though."</span>The imp shook his head and sighed.<span style="color: green">"Almost feel bad, they're like sisters. Mistress and Monia? They share everything, one is never without the other except when Mistress is having personal time with her mistress. And the Hound isn't stupid, trust me, I watch Mistress destroy a couple dozen until she found one with a hint of intelligence. None of us are stupid, some are just better about controlling ourselves than others." </span>The imp sat down on the edge of the desk and looked over at his mistress, obvious worry on the tiny demon's face.<span style="color: green"> "Can't say I know the feeling, love isn't exactly an emotion common among imps and their masters, but for Mistress' sake I hope Karren is either fixed or dies peacefully. We don't need any explosions in your home."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>