[color=9e0b0f][center][h3][b][u]SATAN WRATH[/u][/b][/h3][/center][/color]
[color=00746b]"Uh, yeah man. I've been to a volcano before."[/color]

[color=9e0b0f]"Volcano's aren't.."[/color] Wrath cuts himself off with a heavy sigh, a hand running down his face, the other resting on his hip. He almost admired the blue haired Sin for his patience with these idiots. The ladies weren't so bad, they almost never were, but he couldn't stand the cocky arrogance of a good percentage of males that came to them. The pyro was tempted to set the mans cigarette on fire, as well as his entire head, but that was a level of petty even he wouldn't stoop down to. Plus, he could empathize with the nicotine addiction, always having a cigarette tucked neatly behind his own ear.

[color=9e0b0f]"But, if you cretins don't like it, try not to die next time, hmm? Less work for us.."[/color] Now that he was really looking at them, he realized that this was a young lot.

[color=cornflowerblue]"Thank you. We try our best."[/color]

Turning to the Sin beside him, Wrath shoots him a look of exasperation. [color=9e0b0f]"The second you are done with them, come see me. If you're not in my office within the next two hours, [i]Slackass[/i], I'll drag you there by your tail. And.. Leave the grimalkin when you swing by."[/color] Wrath gave the lump in other mans jacket a pointed look, before turning on his heels and hurrying back towards his office, needing to take a well-deserved break from all the souls.