[h3][color=goldenrod][center][b][i]Francisca Labrys Seax Luxaria[/i][/b][/center][/color][/h3]

[color=goldenrod]"I won't kill anyone who doesn't attack us first~"[/color] Fran smiled cheekily as Tori warned her. It wasn't as if Fran was always murderous of course, and she could certainly behave herself... So long as she is sufficiently entertained. More importantly, Fran did feel that if she tried to get on Tori's good side, perhaps she could help Fran get this damned lock off. Most angels do their best to escape Fran as soon as possibly, and the fact that Tori didn't spread her wings and fly away gave Fran hope that maybe she would be the one.

The trio walked towards a park not to dissimilar to the park Fran has a hideout at, though considering her lack of knowledge of the surface world, she had no idea if this was the same park or not. They all seemed the same to Fran. There were many people walking about, human, demon, and angels alike. It was very odd to Fran; she's so used to seeing nothing but constant battle and debauchery. She saw what was obviously a group of demons, but they were fighting or having an orgy, they were merely playing some ball game. Fran was almost interested in joining. Looking around Fran couldn't help but feel her body shiver. There was so much... Desirable destruction. Fine looking men and women to ravish. Powerful looking people to dominate. The potential for loot was astronomical. But Fran couldn't act on these feelings. Everything she felt that pressure in her body rise up and get excited, she'd feel a suffocating sensation around her hips, a reminder of the cursed item locking away her pleasure.

This suffering had to stop. One way or another.

As Fran continued to fantasize about the destruction she wanted to cause so badly, Tori called for her attention. [color=goldenrod]"Hmm?"[/color] Tori wanted to know what she was doing on the surface world, though Fran looked at the angel strangely for calling her "miss". [color=goldenrod]"No need for formalities. Just call me Fran. As for what I'm doing here, well, boredom. Hell was starting to get repetitive what with it's constant war and pillaging, and I wanted a change of scenery. Though I'll admit, the surface isn't quite as dangerous as I thought it'd be. I had heard that mighty creatures populate the surface far worse then anything in hell, but I've yet to see that. I suppose they're the types who keep their powers a secret. But that's so boooooring."[/color] Fran rambled on, making her displeasure quite apparent. But before Tori could ask another question, Fran countered with her own. [color=goldenrod]"What about you, angel? Why leave your fluffy heaven to slum it with mortals? At least for myself, I could say that I have access to much more luxuries here then I did back in hell. Food! Made of real sugar! To die for. To kill for too."[/color]