Hell's Angel

+Stocking Anarchy +Affiliated with String of Fates +Resides in dorm E-1 +Currently unfated

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Right now probably wasn’t the best time to be laughing, but he couldn’t help himself. Who gets this angry over a simple kiss? She was easier to piss off than Ninurta! This was the kind of entertainment he had been looking for. Though, he managed to compose himself as he felt the blade against his neck. As if something like that could kill him. Technically, he was already dead. Even though the threat probably would have sent any other person into a panic, he calmly raised a hand to trace the edge of the blade.

“You’re perfect, you know? I was expecting something boring but you surprised me!” With that, he pushed the sword aside and managed to move away from the wall. “But I don’t think you wanna play with me, girly. You’d get pretty banged up and who knows if you’d even live!” Moving a hand to twirl a strand of his own hair as he spoke, focusing more so on her rather than the blade in her hands.

“And don’t pretend you didn’t enjoy it! I wouldn’t just kiss someone I didn’t like! You should feel flattered. Maybe when father dies and I become Regis, I’ll make you my queen!” All lies, of course.

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Did this idiot really think that flattery would get him somewhere with her? His reaction only succeeded in pissing the girl off even more. Perhaps her temper wouldn't have been so bad had she gotten her sweet-fix for the day, but her stomach was empty and her patience was shattered. The sooner she could deal with this dumbass was the sooner she could get to her destination. 

Perfect, huh? The demon scoffed. If he only knew the truth about her. The fact that he had already mistaken her as human caused a grin to break out across Stocking's pink lips. He really didn't know who he was messing with, did he? 

"Who in their right mind would have enjoyed something as pathetic as a kiss like that. If you want to impress me you should 'up' your game. Because that kiss was weak as hell." Perhaps insulting him would get the male angry? It certainly worked on Panty. She took pleasure in making others miserable or angry. Or both. She didn't give a fuck.

"Your queen?" She repeated him slowly, a smirk now gracing her features as she approached the stranger- sword gripped tightly in her hands. 

"Offer me something better and maybe I would consider. Regardless, you're in my fucking way and if you know what's good for you, you'll move." 

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+ Gimme something sweet +

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That was easy enough. Even though Crowley knew that offering people more apples wouldn’t cause a second Fall of Mankind, he still got his giggles out of doing it. It was like an inside joke with himself. 

He stared at the girl as she began eating, dully noting unsatisfying response. The shock and awe was nice, sure, but the rest certainly wasn’t the kind of reaction that the demon had been expecting. Crowley would have, at the very least, liked to have gotten a thanks for occulting that flan. He guessed that he couldn’t get everything he wanted.

“Oh, no, nothing like that.” The demon waved his hand as if to physically brush away the girl’s accusation. Magicians had parlor tricks, he was something much more important. Or… as important as something lower than a local councillor could be. “Think of me as a Representative of the Pit.” He preferred using ‘Representative’, it sounded much better than ‘Slave’. 

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So, not a magician but a 'Representative of the Pit'. Whatever the fuck that was. It didn't matter much to Stocking because as long as she got what she wanted, she was more than content. Taking another bite out of the flan, the girl chewed thoughtfully, eyes focused on the male in front of her. 

If he could do something like this, then there had to be other things he was capable of as well. 

"Alright. So what else can you do, then? Entertain me." It was a clear demand and the demon secretly hoped he would just do as she said.  This school was too fuckin' boring. She could certainly use a little spice.

"Did we even introduce ourselves?" She added on as a second thought, "I'm Stocking. You've probably heard of my sister, Panty. If you haven't then consider yourself damn lucky."

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School. What the hell was he doing here when he was given the perfect opportunity to receive the Regis’s favor while Ninurta was gone? At least it was somewhat of a break from the usual dull situations he was put in. The only problem was there was currently no one for him to bother. As far as he could tell, the majority of the students he had passed by seemed boring; aesthetically pleasing but none of them appeared to possess much power.

But what could be better than toying with useless people?

Of course, it didn’t take long for Just to select his prey amongst the remaining students and faculty in the hall.

Leaning in close and wrapping his arms around the stranger’s neck, he flashed a blatantly teasing grin before speaking. “Hm. You’re cute, just my type actually!” This could serve as a reprieve from his boredom, at least. Not that he intended to take the pointless flirting too far.

Lowering one of his arms, he brought the other’s hand up to his own cheek, making sure to tighten his grip as if to prevent the other from pulling away. “You wouldn’t mind if I kissed you, right?” With out waiting for a response, he brushed his lips against the stranger’s; only briefly in order to be replaced by fully pressing his lips against their own.

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The only thing on Stocking's mind right now was getting to the cafeteria to retrieve her delicious sweets. The pudding wasn't as delicious as she had hoped, but it would have to do. Better something than nothing, right? Certainly not in the mood for any bullshit from anyone else.

And yet, as soon as she felt an arm snake around her neck, the demon narrowed her eyes at the other furiously. Who the fuck did this guy think he was!? Had he mistaken her for her cum-dumpster sister?! If so, that would be unforgivable. 

She opened her mouth to snap at the other, only to pause when he lifted her hand to his cheek and brought his lips to hers. Immediately yanking herself out of the stranger's gasp, the demon wrapped a hand around his neck, shoving the male against the wall with full-strength. 

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, you bastard?! Do you have a fuckin' death wish!?" She snapped as she released her grip on him long enough to slide a single stocking off of her leg. The cloth immediately transformed into a sword and the demon showed no hesitation in pressing the blade against the male's neck. 

"Give me one good reason to not slice your fucking neck right open."

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{ sorry for the lack of replies! This week was busy for me! But I'll be getting to the few that I have going on and if anyone is interested in having a thread please let me know and I can start something up! }

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+ Gimme something sweet +

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As if to answer her angry questioning, someone did appear in front of her—but please, no, not ‘miraculously’. He would take great offense to that. Crowley had been in the middle of strolling his way back to his room after reporting his Deeds of the Day to a superior1. It was right when he turned a corner that he was greeted by the enraged girl. Crowley actually found it a little funny; he would have thought that a prestigious school like Tancho would’ve had rules against dyed hair. Then again, considering all of the Abnormal Things the demon met the past few weeks, he had a feeling that the school didn’t pay much attention to who it let in.

“Well, hello, missy. Think I could tempt you with a light snack?” True to his Wily Serpent Ways, Crowley willed a plate of apple flan with a complimentary spoon out of raw firmament and presented it to the girl. How’s that for religious symbolism!

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As soon as she heard someone approaching her, the demon looked up quickly, raising a single brow questionably at him. Unless he had an answer to her question, she had no goddamn use of him. Resting a hand on her hip, the girl tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for him to speak.  

"What do you want?" 

Going silence once again, she continued to tap her foot in a quick pace. If he didn't impress her quickly, she'd be on her way. 

"Think I could tempt you with a light snack?"

Okay. Now he had her complete attention. Watching on with excitement, her mouth dropped open as he made the plate of flan appear out of nowhere.  How was that even possible?! What in the fuck was this guy? Oh well. It hardly mattered to her. As long as she had something to eat she was fine! 

Grinning now, the girl eagerly accepted the plate, dipping her spoon into the sweet dessert and popping it into her mouth.

"So what are you? Some kinda fuckin' magician?"

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A loud groan erupted from Stocking's stomach as she clutched Honekoneko to her chest tightly, lips forming into a permanent frown. Why in the fuck had she agreed to attend school once more? Pondering over the question as she roamed the halls in search of the cafeteria, the 'angel' soon found her answer. It was so... Quiet. Peaceful. Panty wasn't in the room next to hers fuckin' the brains outta some guy. Garterbelt wasn't screaming at them to get up and go fight ghosts and Chuck wasn't... Doing whatever the Fuck he normally did. Perhaps this had been the best idea of her life! 

The girl would have grinned had her stomach not roared once more, causing the girl to clench her fists tightly around Honekoneko. 

"Where the fuck are the sweets around this goddamn shit-hole!?" She spat out bitterly, as if losing her temper would miraculously give her the answer to her question. If she was lucky enough, perhaps it would. Perhaps someone would over-hear her and come to her aid. 

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{ seeing as the Panty roleplaying here is rp'ing Panty before episode 11, I'll do the same! However, I'll have Stocking still pretending to be on Panty's side but she really won't be if that makes sense ; v ;? Also wow I'm excited to rp here with everyone<3 }

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WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?

"Anything sweet and sugary."