The backgrounds of demon and angels are different, and yet share the same qualities. It is not common for human souls to become an angel or a demon. In fact, it was almost unheard of. There have been few, rare exceptions to this rule, however only a select individuals know of this and it was an agreement between God and Satan that when one wants to turn a human into one of their own, the other would have the right to do so as well. The games and the power struggle was real between the two. However demons and angels themselves seem to understand why and the balance between them and the reality of the situation at hand; sometimes both their higher powers seem to live under the delusion of overcoming one another… what child’s play.

Death stares were coming in all directions from the aggressively off-putting angels. Some would question why this would be such a big issue while others would ignore it… then there was Loki, the mentally smirking Loki who was bound to take over his mentor’s place and looking to remind the angels of just why he was chosen for the job. “It is a bit dramatic…” He responded in a whisper as he brought her hand to his lips and gently kissed the top of it. “But they say ‘rules are rules’ and lets face it.” His words were directed to her soft and delicate hand, vibrating up her vanes and straight into her heart. “These parties are nothing more than a formality and everyone’s just waiting for the night to be over.”

He slowly lowered her hand from his lips and gave her hand a small tug. “Personally I’ve never been one to ‘follow the norm’. That being said, I have no intention on standing around in a corner turning up my nose to others and only talking with people who are of my kind and rank. Would you like to dance Sky?”