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Post by Satan on Oct 3, 2005 11:21:13 GMT 9.5
Satan sat at the bar sipping on her drink, she knew she couldn't get drunk because she was there on busness.
At the side of her there was a couple kissing and she thought of her current boyfriend, it was his foult she was here right now. She wished it was for better days but even though she was happy with Beezlbub she missed her old friend Sierra.
Satan had sent a messanger to Sierra requesting that she came to the bar and met her at exactly 12:00am so they could talk about old times. Satan knew Sierra was still upset about Beezlbub choosing Satan, f*** if it had been the other way round Satan would have killed the bitch. Satan at first was upset, more with Beezlbub then Sierra because she knew how suductive Beezlbub was.
Sierra and Satan had been friends for thousands of years and this break they had, had because of one guy was killing her more then the war she hadl, had with Beezlbub after she had found out he was cheeting on her. They had trashed her office and the earthquacks she had coused had killed millions of people. She had enjoyed that but this fight with Sierra just hurt.
Satan remember back to when she had deliverd the message to Sierra about the Lycan and the hate she had seen in Sierra's face had made up her mind that they needed to talk about this issue.
The girl next to Satan suddenly slapped the guy she was with, Satan just smiled, Satan had suspected the guy was cheaking Satan out and now the girl had noticed, they started screaming at each other untill the girl picked up a glass and threw it at the guy. The glass hit the guy in the head and smashed and he had blood was pouring down his head and shards of glass was sticking outhis head.
All around the bar screams of aproval and people shouting "FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!!" broke around them, even though Satan would usually be standing around cousing more trouble and making at as worse as possible, she didn't feel like it right now.
She was more interested in the girl that should be comming in the next 5 minutes. She had also told the messanger that if Serria didn't turn up Satan would summon her against her will and then chain her to the chair to make her listen to reason. Satan sat and chuckled to herself. Even though Satan had hoped Seirra would take oit as a joke, it was true that Satan would do that.
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Post by Helena on Oct 3, 2005 21:27:07 GMT 9.5
"Oh, Really..." Helena Scoffed as she came into the bar, looking around for her old friend. She spotted her and waved. She slowly strode over to the bar, the hem of her skirt rippling along behind her.She pulled up a stool next to Satan. "What do you think, darling?" She asked, tossing her head to the side, flicking her new jet black hair. She had almost completely forgotten the events of the past few weeks, but certain things remained fresh in her mind. She stripped off her usual blood red leather coat and hung it on the back of the barstool before sitting down. She casually adjusted her red corset and nodded at the bartender. "Apple Martini, please." She said, winking at him and trying to flatten her hair with a pale hand. "So...Tell me. Where's this guy of yours?" She snapped.
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Post by Satan on Oct 4, 2005 19:32:39 GMT 9.5
Satan looked the new and improved Sierra, only she knew her name wasn't Sierra any more. Whenever Sierra wanted a change in her life, she went the whole way. Changing her apearence and her name and the way she acted. Satan loved it when she did that because it was like getting a brand new friend only Satan still treated her the same way.
"I'll take a stab at your new name, let me see....." Satan said then paused to thinking hard and read into the new Sierra's head. The new Sierra knew what Satan was doing and didn't care. "Your knew name is Helena right?" Satan said before she had even found it in Helina's head. Before she had gotten that far she had remembered that Sierra had told her how much she had liked that name because it was a song on an album from a band she was obsessed with.
Satan waved at the bar tender to get her another drink as well. She was a regular so he knew how she loved it, a suprise. Satan should have guessed Sierra would have changed again. She always did it every hundred years or so, still Satan knew there was still spite in her speach in that last sentence. "So...Tell me. Where's this guy of yours?" Helena had snaped at her. Satan knew she wouldn't get out of being hated that easily.
"Well if you must know, I told him he had to piss of somewhere tonight and that I had busness to attend to and that he wasn'r invited." Satan told Helena as the bar tender arived with thier drinks. Satan raised hers up in toast. "A toast to a friendship that will last a life time?" Satan asked nurvisly in case Helena refused.
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Post by Helena on Oct 5, 2005 18:14:28 GMT 9.5
Helena grinned politely. "Absolutely." She said, raising her glass and tapping it gently against Satan's. "It's been a while since I gave myself the full makeover...I felt like a change." She said proudly, running her fingers through her hair. "So..." She sipped her drink. "...How long do you think this relationship is going to last??" She said cheekily. The Bartender returned, placing a bright pink C***tail in front of Helena. "Excuse me?! I didn't order this..." She said huskily. "It's from the...er..gentleman in the corner, ma'am." He said, pointing into the corner, where a man sat. He had a very pale face, his eyes surrounded by a sort of wine red eyeshadow. He caught her eye and lifted his glass to her and winked. Helena blushed, placed her martini down on the bar and picked up the pink C***tail. She took a sip and raised it toward the man in the corner before smiling at him. "Gawd..." She said quietly to Satan.
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Post by Satan on Oct 5, 2005 19:56:02 GMT 9.5
Satan stared at the pink C***tail in mild amusment as the bar tender set it on the bar. Satan's worst enime was pink. She couldn't stand the colour but this time was funny because she knew Helena hadn't ordered the drink because she hadn't even finished the one in her hand.
Satan looked at Helena and smiled as she saw Helena blush at the guy over in the corner. He was waring a black top that had white grafiti on the front. He also had a black leather jacket on that was undone, His baggy black pants wrinkled neer his feet a bit. His hair was styked so as the fringe was long anough to cover one eye and was jet black.
Giggaling Satan watched as he raised his glass but had to hold back a full on laughing fit as Helena blushed bright red, which with her pail skin made it even more noticable. But as she was her friend she knew how to control her emtions for her espetioly as this little get togeather was in place for them to forgive and forget.
Satan heared the "Gawd..." from Sierra and giggled. "A friend of yours?" Satan asked. "Oh, he is cute. You don't want to loose him. Hay invite him over to get his number. Or go over there yourself." Satan told her. Satan just realised she didn't actually want her to go over there coz that would leave her all alone and Helena had only just got here. "On second thought, get hime to come over here. Send one of the bar maids over there to ask him." Satan explained.
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Post by Helena on Oct 7, 2005 20:09:26 GMT 9.5
"Touché, my friend..." Helena said, grinning maniacally. She tapped on her glass with the glass straw in her C***tail, to attract the attention of the bar maid. "Would you be able to escort this fine gentleman over here..." She gracefuly waved her hand at the man in the corner. "...over here please?" She said. "Sure thing." The Bar maid said, bowing her head slightly and smiling. She walked out from behind the bar, and over into the corner, whispering in the man's ear. A smile spread across his face as he sat his drink down on the black velvet-draped table in front of him and stood up. He slowly strode over to the bar, keeping his eyes on Helena and Satan the whole time. He was wearing a black suit under his leather jacket, with the only contrasting item a blood red tie. His shiny black shoes made the floorboards creak beneath him. Helena looked into his eyes. A deep green. He finally made it to the bar, and swept his black hair out of his eyes. He pulled up a stool next to Helena. "Good Evening, ladies." He said in a smooth, deep, slightly husky voice. "Why hello..." Helena said. "...And you are the courteous gentleman who has delivered this..." She glanced at the drink. "...hideously coloured drink?" She said. "I am." he said. "I asked the bartender what the closest coloured C***tail to black they had. And he said Pink." He said coolly. Helena whipped her head around to look at the bartender, who nodded glumly. "Helena." She said, holding out her hand for him to shake it. "Gerard." He replied, taking her hand and planting a soft kiss on it. Helena blushed again. "Charmed..." She managed to say. "...This is my dear friend Satan." She said, waving her other hand toward Satan.
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Post by Satan on Oct 7, 2005 20:41:38 GMT 9.5
Satan gave a worm smile and gave a small hand gestur that said "I come in peace..... For now." "So what's your story?" Satan said. "You mortal I guess. I'm obviously not." Satan said with a grin as she cought the fight from the biggining of the night get bigger.
Soon that mortal that had pissed off his girlfriend would be dead, or close to it. Pain was like E for Satan. It was the best feeling in the world. Guess it comes with the job discription of being the ruler of the evil underworld.
Satan's attention sudenly came back to the real world. "Coz you know, if you want I'll make you imortal, just ask, but if ya hurt Helena your in trouble and not even imortality can save you from me." Satan told him warningly.
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