[CENTER][H2][color=9e0b0f][u][b]SATAN WRATH[/b][/u][/color][/H2][/CENTER]

[color=9e0b0f]"I do martial arts, but I definitely don't dance.. Unless, perhaps, you'd be willing to teach me."[/color] The Sin was mentally kicking himself, wondering where all of this flirtatious bravado had suddenly come from. The words had been coming so natural to him, maybe because he was just relieved to finally met someone who understood his dry sense of humor? Either way, he willed himself to stop, lest someone else hear. Especially a certain blue-haired Sin.

As they stepped past the threshold of the building, Satan ground his half-smoked cigarette out onto his palm, slipping the butt behind his ear for later. Normally he wouldn't bother extinguishing his smokes, but since he was now in the bosses domain, he needed to be professional. 

[color=a187be]" I've just served a life sentence,  so be gentle with me. "[/color]

[color=9e0b0f]"Oh, I don't know if being gentle is in my repertoire of attributes, dear. Don't fret though, I'll be handing you over to someone who has a much more tender approach."[/color] Satan thumbed the 'up' button, and they didn't have to wait long before the doors slide open with a soft 'ding'. He steps inside and hits the '9'. [color=9e0b0f]"Although you are getting quite the royal treatment, [i]princess[/i]."[/color] Satan allows himself a smirk as the doors slide shut. [color=9e0b0f]"Usually there are so many newbies that they have to take the stairs."[/color]

[@CyanideSweetie]