<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10592685#msg10592685">Quote from: Panthean on 14-10-2014, 01:05:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The center of the circle on the ground burned as smoke started to rise, and then a quick flash of flames erupted from it. It was rather small, and only lasted a second before being blown away, leaving ashes around it. After the flash, the figure of a girl appeared. A young looking girl with a tail. "And I was like, yo, give me some of those damn chips!" The girl blinked, and looked around as the smoke cleared. She looked on the ground, and after an angry groan she cried out, "Oh, dammit all! Not again!" She was dressed, if you could call it that, in a red tube top and medium-length black skirt. No shoes, nothing else covering her body, and the two items that did were torn and tattered. She stretched out her wings, which seemed to grow strangely, to their full length, which wasn't all that impressive actually--her tiny wings were shorter than her arms.<br/><br/>She took a deep breath, and looked at Felix. He was young. And... what was that smell? It was a truly heavenly scent. Was he a virgin? Inexperienced, for sure. Summoning her, probably for sex, only... it wasn't the sad pitiful virginity stench, but... a pure, innocent one. Her smile faded and she raised a curious brow. What was a choir boy summoning a demon for? This probably wouldn't last long. Hell, he might just be practicing his exorcism, which... Dicidra preferred life in Hell so she wouldn't mind it even if it were a bit painful. "Felix Kaiser," she said. "You speak English? Or you gun' make me pull up that Latin shit?" There was something of a hiss to her voice, but not like a snake hiss, but a... an accent. A very strange accent for a demon to have. It was distinctly american, like some weird mix of the Southern, Valley Girl, and New York accents. "Sorry, I gotta introduce myself first, right?" She held out her hand to shake his. "I'm Dicidra, but feel free to call me the lazy demon bitch. Not really. You call me that, I'm gonna hurt you, but that's what my friends call me." As she rambled on, she pulled her hand away, and relaxed her wings and her posture. "Cept this one guy who calls me pillow princess from hell, which aint exactly inaccurate. Wach'ya want, sweetie?" She stepped closer to him, and leaned over just a little, putting a new smile on her face.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>That was the least bit expected of outcomes, enough to make Felix set up his guard. His eyes narrowed at the creature, a demon, why? What could of went wrong? His attention alternating from the creature to the circle and to the offering, noticing blood, his. His attention then drifting towards the dirty holy water as she begun to speak and prattle on about God knew what. Half of which he barely understood the other half, well, he hardly paid any mind to her. His gaze returning to her, scowling at the female, despite her rather ‘friendly’ demeanor. A handshake would be one of the last things he would give to a demon, his stance shifting as she approached, hopping backwards to maintain some space between the two of them. Demons couldn’t be trusted, this much he knew and that much was evident from what had happened in the mansion that he was outside of and that his group was handling.<br/><br/><strong>”A failure.”</strong>He finally stated, more so to the summoning than to her, but she could take it for whatever it was worth at this point. Screams soon followed from within the mansion, never a good sign and it was not the wails of an individual being exorcised. No, those cries were human, clergy; something had went wrong within that building, Felix wasn’t sure what at this point. There was also the other problem before him, he suppose he could go about making another circle, but he had little to offer for summons. The thought of calling another demon wasn’t that appealing either since there was no knowing whether or not the creature would be any better or worse than her or the one that they were investigating presently.<br/><br/>At least, he would make sure to put her to some use, even if it killed her. He decided to not go over the theatrics of expectations, he did expected many things, she just didn’t meet any of them.<strong>”You are to deal with that.”</strong>He went on, addressing the sounds, pointing towards the mansion where the wails came from. Some of which were inhuman others that were of anguish. As much as he wanted to rush to their aid, he knew it would be just as suicidal, right now it was best to examine the situation from outside. If it broke through the barrier he set, he would just have to recalculate his plans and hope she was strong enough to stop it. As for pleasantries? Why, she wasn’t going to find many from him.<br/>