[center][h2][color=lightgreen]Luci[/color] & [color=orangered]Suparna Wolgen[/color][/h2][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/51fc61ac770a524e9468f174afa94d7f/tumblr_inline_n1xc79Kcic1rb3m8r.png[/img][/center]

While fools rushed in where angel's feared to treat- Or in this instance, where the angel's couldn't tread because they were dead, defecting, or hereto busy being the adorable vanguard to a surprised collective of sapient maggots, said sapient collective and a lolita shaped slime stood by as events unfolded in an almost impressive display of collaborative devastation heaped upon a foe beyond their ken.

After all, Luci and Suparna were in an advantageous position to understand the concept of higher powers and how to confront. It could be pointed out that Suparna's idea of dealing with them was retreating, but that also had a rather successful track record not to be scoffed at. Seeing as everyone knew Luci's 'parentage' as up to the present, her qualifications were self evident. 

[color=orangered]"Diana, that's really not needed...but thanks."[/color] Suparna stepped out from behind the Dragon, surprised but clearly happy that even with their returning memories neither of them were leaping to tear one another apart- And that Diana actually ate the offered treat did make Suparna elated at how trusting the Dragon was, making her want to pinch her cheeks or some such gesture of affection not derived purely from lust. Perhaps they'd get a chance to talk casually once the world wasn't exploding into blades, lasers, and flying ex-girlfriends-

Oh right, she was wondering why she felt compelled to some shade whiter then her already bleached exterior. [color=orangered]"Ah, I...didn't expect to see you either."[/color]

Suparna found herself facing Fran briefly yet felt none of the lust or passion she once knew, even as memories returned unbidden, their imprints bitter and hollow with recollection, compelling her to look away towards the ground.

[color=orangered]"Of course you didn't find me. I left, and I didn't want to be found by anyone in Hell, especially you."[/color] Vitriol bubbled up into her small voice, [color=orangered]"Not a single victory to my name after so many battles, and in the end I was only good as your cock sleeve. For fuck's sake, if I didn't leave you'd have shattered what was left of my pride like any other toy of yours, and I'd rather go lose myself in a Neutral Area then have faced that."[/color]

[color=orangered]"I had to leave before I started to hate you."[/color]

That Suparna was holding a conversation without thought for defense showed how little concern she held for Helena's intent towards them, something shared by the slime girl who had mechanically taken an interest in the plants around them. Mother and daughter were avid gardeners, so witnessing some form of eldritch rose would be of mild interest. 

Except there was no rose. 

[color=lightgreen]"Mother, as loathe as I am to say this...do you think we should just go?"[/color] Luci asked as her hand passed through a flower that simply didn't exist. She could see it, but her every other sense told her it wasn't there. Like a picture someone just slapped onto reality. [color=lightgreen]"I really don't like this Helena lady, but I don't think that if this,"[/color] She gestured outwards to an awe inspiring sight of collective overkill that would have bloodied Titanica's nose if she weren't buried, [color=lightgreen]"isn't having an effect, we aren't going to do much with our fists."[/color]

[color=lightgreen]"So why not just go back to Hell, relax with a little garden work, and think about were to hit Helena next time?"[/color]