lost track of time and space
09-24-2017, 06:32 PM
Lo and behold, another sibling. This time, Leviathan's other half. The second sister and third child of their little group. She sauntered forth, as though anyone gave a shit about looking at her. The bitch rolled her eyes, sighing to herself. "Never took you as a purveyor of fine art." The taller, leaner femme said. What a fool. Having left herself open for an obvious jab, the ebony wraith took advantage of the silence. "And I never took you as one to fuck the only brother who shared a womb with us," The demon deadpanned, not bothering to look over at her sister. "but here we are." The inevitable fallout of that comment was either going to be explosive, or nonexistent. Either way, it was something that needed to be said. Sathanus was an opportunist at heart, and that meant she would seize any chance to destroy someone. Annoyed by the presence of the monochromatic sister, she heaved to her feet and plodded on down the tunnel. Whether Mammon chose to follow was her prerogative. In all honesty she didn't give a fuck.
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