[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a187be]Amy Chang[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://az616578.vo.msecnd.net/files/2016/05/16/635990210541662071-1108165160_8.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Altsoba Memorial
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Lucy and Hanson[hr][hr][/center]

	Amy looked at the angel of light for a moment and then smirked. [color=a187be]"Aww, I bet you say that shit to all the girls,"[/color] she quipped as she leaned against Hanson's bed and glanced over towards the detective. [color=a187be]"He sure knows how to sweet talk a woman doesn't he?"[/color] she said as she sat down and crossed her arms over her chest. She eyed Satan for a moment as her lips scrunched up and moved from side to side as if she was eating on something sour. She wanted to chuck her soft ball at him but she figured if she was talking to Lucifer himself that a softball wasn't going to do much good. Granted she wondered if she should have gotten a hold of some holy water when she was grabbing a bite to eat the night before. 

	[color=a187be]"So, tell me. Why the fuck should I say yes? Other than the whole your fallen angel thing and it is better to be the right hand of the devil than in his path? Cause seriously, I don't know if having you inside me is really that fun of an idea. Don't get me wrong, you seem like you could be a fun roll in the hay. That whole deadly sin lust and all. But what's in it for me? Cause I am weighing this whole fucking thing out in my mind and I am wondering just what the running cost of a soul is? You know, street market value. So, help me to help you. What do I get for giving basically assuring that I have to spend eternity in hell, which I am assuming is the cost. Correct me if I am wrong, I don't know the bible that fucking well."[/color]

	[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=82ca9d]Danica Graves[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mch9wcsgen1qgwf7j.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Police Station
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Drama[hr][hr][/center]

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[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=silver]Belladonna Crypt[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/ilUmjoXuoCGBi/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Crypt Manor: Kitchen Area
[b]Interacting With:[/b] The Hubby [@Pundii], Mecurial, among others[hr][hr][/center]

	Belladonna rose slowly as her whip snapped back to the side and caught another that was daring to come at her family, pulling it taunt as she slammed it's head into the meat grinder on the edge of the kitchen counter, its handle spinning as it created a fresh batch to cook with later. [color=silver]"Just like your father,"[/color] she said towards her daughter before she slipped over to her love and pressed a cold kiss to his cheek, letting the chill of her lips linger against his warm skin. [color=silver]"Never better my darling,"[/color] she said in morose voice that told she was far more gleeful than her expression would ever give away. 

	Turning her hand rose, slender fingers twitching as a vial from her collection of ingredients flew from the shelf and into the morning brew. causing it to burst and bubble, the color changing to a crimson as the spoon moved on its own. [color=silver]"I do believe that Lucy has overbooked for the night,"[/color] she said nonchalantly as she turned her attention towards another that was coming at her. Spinning in her hobble skirt she moved this way and that as she glided across the floor and drew a sword from its sheath at the waist of a coat of armor. 

	[color=silver]"Parry, parry, thrust, thrust, good,"[/color] she said calmly as one attacked her and she dipped and moved her mid section out of the way and then drove the tip of her blade through its mouth before spinning around, ripping through the weakened skull and sending the top spiraling into the batch she had been concocting. It bubbled more and turned the color of her raven like hair. [color=silver]"Almost ready."[/color]