well hello there

what's a poor thing like you doing here?

[just-thoughts-blogs]

RAAAAAAAH I FOUND MY EMAIL AND PASSWORD BABYYYYYYY

[just-rottoncotten]

*Lamia is walking through Greed, smiling, a bounce in her step, some might even say what she’s doing is skipping, but that’s debatable. She then rounds a corner and who does she (almost literally) bump into, but Rotton. Again. Deja vu anyone?*

*He was here to get presents for his kids and maybe some clothes, so he didn't lowkey look like the homeless man he sorta was. Of course he couldn't do something as simple as that now*

*he accidentally dropped the clothes, makeup and comics he had in his arms on the ground in shock before groaning* Are you following me? *Honestly not too shocking of a question to ask*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

No! Are you following me?

[just-rottoncotten]

No! *he looked a little surprised* I'm appalled you'd even ask, I have more important things to do then stalk someone. *he struggled to kneel down and started to gather his things* and said important things are on the floor right now

[just-lamia-thoughts]

You think I don’t?? *she sighs and bends down to help him pick up his stuff. She doesn’t know how to continue the conversation, but it feels awkward to keep the silence* uhh… how’s… Mammon?

[just-rottoncotten]

....well, very well. *he cleared his throat as he picked up his things* ....how are you?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she hands his stuff back to him* yeah I’m… I’m good. Just, you know, doing things, running errands, ecetera… you, um, you a big comics fan?

[just-rottoncotten]

Hmm? Oh! No, these aren't for me. I've never been into these little comics and graphic novels. They look fun but I don't really care for them.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Ah, I see. Are they for… um, you know…

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes, they are. What are you here for?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Just grabbing some things, clothes and such

[just-rottoncotten]

Really? You? Shopping by yourself for clothes?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she scowls* what is that supposed to mean?

[just-rottoncotten]

I mean this as nicely as possible, you don't seem like the type to know what a good outfit is nor how to make a good outfit. It's a very specific skill few demons have.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

First of all, rude, how dare you assume that of me.

… secondly, I guess you aren’t like, wrong or anything, but still, asshole move to just assume that, we barely know each other.

[just-rottoncotten]

It's true. I've only seen you wear basic business casual and one general dress, and I don't need to be your best friend to figure out you don't know what the best outfits are.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Fine, whatever, I get it.

… do you know what the best outfits are?

[just-rottoncotten]

Well of course! I have millenniums of experience with these sort of outfits, when you're an Overlord of Fraud and forced to wear the best, you figure out what makes them so good.

[just-rottoncotten]

*Lamia is walking through Greed, smiling, a bounce in her step, some might even say what she’s doing is skipping, but that’s debatable. She then rounds a corner and who does she (almost literally) bump into, but Rotton. Again. Deja vu anyone?*

*He was here to get presents for his kids and maybe some clothes, so he didn't lowkey look like the homeless man he sorta was. Of course he couldn't do something as simple as that now*

*he accidentally dropped the clothes, makeup and comics he had in his arms on the ground in shock before groaning* Are you following me? *Honestly not too shocking of a question to ask*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

No! Are you following me?

[just-rottoncotten]

No! *he looked a little surprised* I'm appalled you'd even ask, I have more important things to do then stalk someone. *he struggled to kneel down and started to gather his things* and said important things are on the floor right now

[just-lamia-thoughts]

You think I don’t?? *she sighs and bends down to help him pick up his stuff. She doesn’t know how to continue the conversation, but it feels awkward to keep the silence* uhh… how’s… Mammon?

[just-rottoncotten]

....well, very well. *he cleared his throat as he picked up his things* ....how are you?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she hands his stuff back to him* yeah I’m… I’m good. Just, you know, doing things, running errands, ecetera… you, um, you a big comics fan?

[just-rottoncotten]

Hmm? Oh! No, these aren't for me. I've never been into these little comics and graphic novels. They look fun but I don't really care for them.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Ah, I see. Are they for… um, you know…

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes, they are. What are you here for?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Just grabbing some things, clothes and such

[just-rottoncotten]

Really? You? Shopping by yourself for clothes?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she scowls* what is that supposed to mean?

[just-rottoncotten]

I mean this as nicely as possible, you don't seem like the type to know what a good outfit is nor how to make a good outfit. It's a very specific skill few demons have.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

First of all, rude, how dare you assume that of me.

… secondly, I guess you aren’t like, wrong or anything, but still, asshole move to just assume that, we barely know each other.

[just-rottoncotten]

It's true. I've only seen you wear basic business casual and one general dress, and I don't need to be your best friend to figure out you don't know what the best outfits are.

[just-rottoncotten]

*Lamia is walking through Greed, smiling, a bounce in her step, some might even say what she’s doing is skipping, but that’s debatable. She then rounds a corner and who does she (almost literally) bump into, but Rotton. Again. Deja vu anyone?*

*He was here to get presents for his kids and maybe some clothes, so he didn't lowkey look like the homeless man he sorta was. Of course he couldn't do something as simple as that now*

*he accidentally dropped the clothes, makeup and comics he had in his arms on the ground in shock before groaning* Are you following me? *Honestly not too shocking of a question to ask*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

No! Are you following me?

[just-rottoncotten]

No! *he looked a little surprised* I'm appalled you'd even ask, I have more important things to do then stalk someone. *he struggled to kneel down and started to gather his things* and said important things are on the floor right now

[just-lamia-thoughts]

You think I don’t?? *she sighs and bends down to help him pick up his stuff. She doesn’t know how to continue the conversation, but it feels awkward to keep the silence* uhh… how’s… Mammon?

[just-rottoncotten]

....well, very well. *he cleared his throat as he picked up his things* ....how are you?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she hands his stuff back to him* yeah I’m… I’m good. Just, you know, doing things, running errands, ecetera… you, um, you a big comics fan?

[just-rottoncotten]

Hmm? Oh! No, these aren't for me. I've never been into these little comics and graphic novels. They look fun but I don't really care for them.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Ah, I see. Are they for… um, you know…

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes, they are. What are you here for?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Just grabbing some things, clothes and such

[just-rottoncotten]

Really? You? Shopping by yourself for clothes?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she scowls* what is that supposed to mean?

[just-rottoncotten]

I mean this as nicely as possible, you don't seem like the type to know what a good outfit is nor how to make a good outfit. It's a very specific skill few demons have.

[just-rottoncotten]

*Lamia is walking through Greed, smiling, a bounce in her step, some might even say what she’s doing is skipping, but that’s debatable. She then rounds a corner and who does she (almost literally) bump into, but Rotton. Again. Deja vu anyone?*

*He was here to get presents for his kids and maybe some clothes, so he didn't lowkey look like the homeless man he sorta was. Of course he couldn't do something as simple as that now*

*he accidentally dropped the clothes, makeup and comics he had in his arms on the ground in shock before groaning* Are you following me? *Honestly not too shocking of a question to ask*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

No! Are you following me?

[just-rottoncotten]

No! *he looked a little surprised* I'm appalled you'd even ask, I have more important things to do then stalk someone. *he struggled to kneel down and started to gather his things* and said important things are on the floor right now

[just-lamia-thoughts]

You think I don’t?? *she sighs and bends down to help him pick up his stuff. She doesn’t know how to continue the conversation, but it feels awkward to keep the silence* uhh… how’s… Mammon?

[just-rottoncotten]

....well, very well. *he cleared his throat as he picked up his things* ....how are you?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she hands his stuff back to him* yeah I’m… I’m good. Just, you know, doing things, running errands, ecetera… you, um, you a big comics fan?

[just-rottoncotten]

Hmm? Oh! No, these aren't for me. I've never been into these little comics and graphic novels. They look fun but I don't really care for them.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Ah, I see. Are they for… um, you know…

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes, they are. What are you here for?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Just grabbing some things, clothes and such

[just-rottoncotten]

Really? You? Shopping by yourself for clothes?

[just-rottoncotten]

*Lamia is walking through Greed, smiling, a bounce in her step, some might even say what she’s doing is skipping, but that’s debatable. She then rounds a corner and who does she (almost literally) bump into, but Rotton. Again. Deja vu anyone?*

*He was here to get presents for his kids and maybe some clothes, so he didn't lowkey look like the homeless man he sorta was. Of course he couldn't do something as simple as that now*

*he accidentally dropped the clothes, makeup and comics he had in his arms on the ground in shock before groaning* Are you following me? *Honestly not too shocking of a question to ask*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

No! Are you following me?

[just-rottoncotten]

No! *he looked a little surprised* I'm appalled you'd even ask, I have more important things to do then stalk someone. *he struggled to kneel down and started to gather his things* and said important things are on the floor right now

[just-lamia-thoughts]

You think I don’t?? *she sighs and bends down to help him pick up his stuff. She doesn’t know how to continue the conversation, but it feels awkward to keep the silence* uhh… how’s… Mammon?

[just-rottoncotten]

....well, very well. *he cleared his throat as he picked up his things* ....how are you?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she hands his stuff back to him* yeah I’m… I’m good. Just, you know, doing things, running errands, ecetera… you, um, you a big comics fan?

[just-rottoncotten]

Hmm? Oh! No, these aren't for me. I've never been into these little comics and graphic novels. They look fun but I don't really care for them.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Ah, I see. Are they for… um, you know…

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes, they are. What are you here for?

[just-rottoncotten]

*Lamia is walking through Greed, smiling, a bounce in her step, some might even say what she’s doing is skipping, but that’s debatable. She then rounds a corner and who does she (almost literally) bump into, but Rotton. Again. Deja vu anyone?*

*He was here to get presents for his kids and maybe some clothes, so he didn't lowkey look like the homeless man he sorta was. Of course he couldn't do something as simple as that now*

*he accidentally dropped the clothes, makeup and comics he had in his arms on the ground in shock before groaning* Are you following me? *Honestly not too shocking of a question to ask*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

No! Are you following me?

[just-rottoncotten]

No! *he looked a little surprised* I'm appalled you'd even ask, I have more important things to do then stalk someone. *he struggled to kneel down and started to gather his things* and said important things are on the floor right now

[just-lamia-thoughts]

You think I don’t?? *she sighs and bends down to help him pick up his stuff. She doesn’t know how to continue the conversation, but it feels awkward to keep the silence* uhh… how’s… Mammon?

[just-rottoncotten]

....well, very well. *he cleared his throat as he picked up his things* ....how are you?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she hands his stuff back to him* yeah I’m… I’m good. Just, you know, doing things, running errands, ecetera… you, um, you a big comics fan?

[just-rottoncotten]

Hmm? Oh! No, these aren't for me. I've never been into these little comics and graphic novels. They look fun but I don't really care for them.

[just-rottoncotten]

*Lamia is walking through Greed, smiling, a bounce in her step, some might even say what she’s doing is skipping, but that’s debatable. She then rounds a corner and who does she (almost literally) bump into, but Rotton. Again. Deja vu anyone?*

*He was here to get presents for his kids and maybe some clothes, so he didn't lowkey look like the homeless man he sorta was. Of course he couldn't do something as simple as that now*

*he accidentally dropped the clothes, makeup and comics he had in his arms on the ground in shock before groaning* Are you following me? *Honestly not too shocking of a question to ask*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

No! Are you following me?

[just-rottoncotten]

No! *he looked a little surprised* I'm appalled you'd even ask, I have more important things to do then stalk someone. *he struggled to kneel down and started to gather his things* and said important things are on the floor right now

[just-lamia-thoughts]

You think I don’t?? *she sighs and bends down to help him pick up his stuff. She doesn’t know how to continue the conversation, but it feels awkward to keep the silence* uhh… how’s… Mammon?

[just-rottoncotten]

....well, very well. *he cleared his throat as he picked up his things* ....how are you?

[just-rottoncotten]

*Lamia is walking through Greed, smiling, a bounce in her step, some might even say what she’s doing is skipping, but that’s debatable. She then rounds a corner and who does she (almost literally) bump into, but Rotton. Again. Deja vu anyone?*

*He was here to get presents for his kids and maybe some clothes, so he didn't lowkey look like the homeless man he sorta was. Of course he couldn't do something as simple as that now*

*he accidentally dropped the clothes, makeup and comics he had in his arms on the ground in shock before groaning* Are you following me? *Honestly not too shocking of a question to ask*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

No! Are you following me?

[just-rottoncotten]

No! *he looked a little surprised* I'm appalled you'd even ask, I have more important things to do then stalk someone. *he struggled to kneel down and started to gather his things* and said important things are on the floor right now

[just-rottoncotten]

*Lamia is walking through Greed, smiling, a bounce in her step, some might even say what she’s doing is skipping, but that’s debatable. She then rounds a corner and who does she (almost literally) bump into, but Rotton. Again. Deja vu anyone?*

*He was here to get presents for his kids and maybe some clothes, so he didn't lowkey look like the homeless man he sorta was. Of course he couldn't do something as simple as that now*

*he accidentally dropped the clothes, makeup and comics he had in his arms on the ground in shock before groaning* Are you following me? *Honestly not too shocking of a question to ask*

[just-rottoncotten]

*Lamia is walking through the streets of wrath, her two bodyguards a few steps behind her. As she turns a corner she looks up and sees someone she thinks she recognises. Suddenly the other person turns and Rotton and her lock eyes. Lamia groans and turns to go back and go a different route, not interested in dealing with conversation with Rotton at that moment*

*The poor boy simply canNOT catch a break nowadays huh? He just wanted to see and know the names of his kids, maybe find some alcohol and get drunk enough to actually have sex for once, and now she's here. How fun*

*he nervously took a few steps back, obviously incredibly different from the man she came to for help before. It was a little sad honestly*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she frowns, not expecting him to start retreating nervously. She waves to him slightly, confused. Maybe he wasn’t who she thought he was?*

[just-rottoncotten]

*fuck she wasn't leaving she wasn't leaving-*

*he started to look around to try and spot Mammon but realized quickly he didn't see him anywhere yet. Rot took a deep breath before barely nodding to Lamia in greeting*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she stepped towards him hesitantly, not sure if she should just leave him alone, or if she has to go and talk to him* Rotton…?

[just-rottoncotten]

*this is worse now she's TALKING*

Ah, Lamia... *he felt like he couldn't move his hooves, he was just stuck there for a reason he couldn't explain all to well. It felt like a melting pot of anger, guilt and fear was tied to his ankles and held him down* I-It's....nice to see you.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she has no idea what she’s doing right now, this is just an autopilot thing. She’s very socially awkward* Uh, yeah, it’s nice to see you too… what are you doing in wrath?

[just-rottoncotten]

For....reasons. *he didn't know how much she knew of his children, nor if she even knew they actually existed. Some in Hell believed his triplets were rumors apparently* reasons I don't exactly feel comfortable explaining at this moment....what about you? What are you doing here with security personal?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Ummm… *she probably shouldnt mention she’s looking for his children* also reasons, yup. You know, Princess of Lust, busy stuff, job to do. Uh… you look… *she looks him up and down* so, what have you been up to recently?

[just-rottoncotten]

*He winced at her title, but he was beginning to accept any hope to have what he had with Dravan was gone. It shouldn't have been a surprise to hear* Ah, the....usual.... *he has done nothing but lay in bed, cry, sleep, eat chocolate and repeat ever since he came back from Tir Na Nog without his memories. He hadn't even spoken to her or Dravan since the fae was rescued* nothing as spectacular as what you must be doing nowadays. Seconding a Prince is already hard enough as it is, doing it with him must be terrible.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

It’s… it’s alright. *she nods. If she was being honest, she would say that she doesn’t really have anything to do, and had basically just been walking aimlessly around lust, occasionally torturing random souls. But she’s not being honest* yeah, there’s a lot to do, you know?

[just-rottoncotten]

Do I ever! *he very faintly smiled* I was Mammon's favorite for a long while. Well before As.....Asmo....well before He came into my life, what little free time I had was spent helping Mon deal with the other Princes and Overlords.

It was, and probably still is, incredibly stressful, and not always will your Prince recognize your work and efforts, but I can easily say the time spent being Mammon's second was easily one of the best in my life. *it was easy to see he fond of the Prince, he was already growing relaxed and cheering up just by talking about him*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she smiles slightly, a little bit more relaxed now that he seemed less tense* that’s nice, I’m glad you enjoyed that time. *she paused for a moment before speaking again* You said ‘was’, are you… not still Mammon’s second then?

[just-rottoncotten]

Well, hard to be a second when you're not even allowed to enter your princes domain....He never liked to let me out of his little whorehouse, said it was for my own good and that it was because of my previous....attempts, I lost my privileges. I only escaped Him and Hell because of Mammon and the kind souls at the Hospital, but even afterwards I couldn't come back home for anytime longer then a day at a time. Otherwise, He would've caught me....

But, I guess even before then, I wasn't Mammon's second....he liked me, a lot, but his brother got to me first. All of the time spent helping was spent with Him, but then He....I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ramble on. That was incredibly rude of me. Did you want to say something?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she looks a little startled, not expecting that much information. She feels kinda bad for dropping her title into the conversation now* o-oh, no, it’s ok…um, i did have something… it’ll come back to me

[just-rottoncotten]

I ruined your train of thought, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to unload that on to you. I must've ruined the mood, if there even was one. It's my fault.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

No! No, it isn’t your fault, and you’re right, there wasn’t really a mood to begin with… this is awkward. I should go. *she turns to leave and then spins back* oh! I remembered what I was gonna ask. Do you know where I can find Satan? *she whispers the last word, as if she doesn’t feel confident saying it*

[just-rottoncotten]

*he raised an eyebrow* Why do you want to find him? Is it 'reasons'?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she straightens her posture, trying to seem more professional* it might be. Why do you need to know?

[just-rottoncotten]

Because I'm looking for him myself, and the reasons why are incredibly important. You wouldn't mind telling me what your reasons are, would you?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

… why should I?

[just-rottoncotten]

No reason you shouldn't, yes?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I don’t know if I’m allowed to say

[just-rottoncotten]

But....are you not Dravan's second? You said so yourself you're the Princess of Lust. You're allowed to know whatever you want, and you should be allowed to share what you want about your domain because it is yours.

A Prince is only as strong as their Second, and if Dravan doesn't trust you enough to come here by yourself, I have a feeling you didn't choose to have company with you, then maybe it would be best to call you Princess.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I- I was coming here by myself! I chose to bring these two, that was my choice, ok?? I was a torturer for a long time before this, I can hold my own. *she huffs, frustrated by his doubt in her strength* Anyway, I don’t have to answer any of your questions. I just have to find Him, because that’s what I was asked to do, alright? That’s as much as you need to know.

Despite that, if you’re looking for him too then I assume you don’t know where he is, so you’re of no use to me.

[just-rottoncotten]

If you can hold your own, then why chose to bring these two with? It's a little contradictive, you say you're strong but you bring these two with, but you're smart. You're resilient and clever too, which is why I have a bit of trouble seeing you agreeing to bring these brutes.

I do. I know where he lives, what he likes to be called, and what he knows on certain things, but I can't just simply tell you where the literal Ruler of Hell is. Safety concerns.

*something wasn't right. Why would Dravan tell her to find Satan? She, who he obviously loved over him, and she who could easily be killed by the man she was looking for if she said the wrong things. Whatever this was, it was worth the risk of Lamia and that....that was a little scary*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I’m- they’re- stop confusing me! I brought them because I’m not an idiot, and it’s better to be safe than sorry. Obviously you can’t say the same, walking around alone, looking like a strong breeze could knock you over *she sneers, before regaining composure* Sorry. That came out harsh.

Ok, if you tell me where He is, I’ll tell you why I’m looking for him. Deal?

[just-rottoncotten]

*he flinched from her insult and stepped back, looking away from her* actually....maybe it would be best if I just go looking for Mammon...

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she looks a little guilty, having not meant to be so rude towards him, but quickly shakes it off. She has a task to complete* Mammon? He’s here? I haven’t heard that name since I quit my job in his ring. Look, all you have to do to know why I was sent up here by Dravan is tell me where He is.

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes, he's here. He's the only reason I'm in this ring to begin with....how would I know you're telling me the truth? That you won't make up some lie to get me to tell you his location?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Interesting… you wouldn’t. You’d have to take me at my word.

[just-rottoncotten]

Then how would you know I'm not lying?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

…. Damn

[just-rottoncotten]

*he sighed* If you want, I can make this whole ordeal end here and now. Simply tell me your name, your full name preferably, and we can both get what we want. You moreso then me... *he wasn't really quiet with that last part, mostly because he wasn't trying to be*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Why? What do you need my full name for?

[just-rottoncotten]

To ensure you're telling the truth, since you already know mine it would be unfair for me to not know yours.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Fine. My name is Lamia Oalisi. Happy?

[just-rottoncotten]

Very~

*He held out a hand for her to shake* I wish to make a deal. For as long as our hands are held together, you, Lamia Oalisi, and I, Ov'Zalam Vavargo, will only be allowed to tell the truths to each other. We cannot tell lies, white lies, twisted truths or anything that veers away from facts. Once our fingers and hands no longer touch, we may be allowed to lie. Our names shall seal this contract between us and us alone, no one other or more will be allowed to enter this contract, and only by the words of a Prince in our presence will this contract be destroyed.

Deal?~

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she thinks it over for a moment. On the one hand, she does need help finding Satan. On the other hand, she isn’t a fan of being unable to lie.* uhh… I guess so… *talking to the two bodyguards* if I start saying anything that I’m not allowed to, you’re allowed to pull me away by force, if necessary *she steps forward and takes Rotton’s hand*

[just-rottoncotten]

*the deal gave him power, much more then the aphrodisiac had. He stood with a slightly straighter posture, his grip was tighter, and scars alone his arm and side faded just a bit*

Good. Now, little Princess, tell me: Why are you searching for the Devil's location?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she bit her lip. Obviously she knew that would be the question, but she thought he’d probably lead with something less glaring than that, but apprently they were going straight into the good stuff* because- I’m- I’m looking for your children. *she gasps softly, obviously having been trying to stop herself. Concerned he was going to try and leave, she tightened her grip* now, tell me, where is the Devil?

[just-rottoncotten]

*his hand went limp, he tried to pull away like her words were holy water on his mind, but it was too late to do that now. He stared, shock and terror clear in his teary eyes as he began to hyperventilate*

T-The Ruby C-Core. A building m-made of p-pearl and marble a-an-and Crystalized Blood. There, h-he's there.

Why? Why did Dravan send you after my children, WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO TO MY DAUGHTER AND SONS?!

*this was bad, he tried to yank his hand away but he couldn't get away from her. How the hell did Dravan even know they were alive, what was he going to do with his babies?*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she shook her hand, trying to pull away from him, like his hand was burning her, but he’d already asked the question* Lust- Lust is in the palace, inhabiting a damned soul. They want the kids, as vessels *she seems visibly shaken by his outburst* I-I’m sorry- but, I have to take them back- I can’t risk failing an original sin.

[just-extras]

*Mammon walked over to them, frowning. He towered over both of them, and both of Lamias bodyguards* Rotten? What's going on here? Let go of each other. Why are you making deals without me present?!

[just-rottoncotten]

*He yanked his hand away the moment Mammon arrived and stared. He didn't say anything, not one thing for what felt like an eternity before he spoke, turning his head to Lamia*

Leave. Leave this Ring, now.

Lust is no longer allowed to use my children as vessels. The Sins can wait another few millennium. Do you know what kind of Hell I waa forced into as I carried them? What Asmodeus did to me and Dravan while I was pregnant? Lust didn't care, Lust didn't care one bit. They let us suffer for those three.

I was okay with it when they were newborns, when they had no names or friends or personalities. They were vessels. Now, they're more. They are their own people and they will not have to know what they were made for. They will not have to be possessed and be forced to commit atrocities. THEY WILL NOT SUFFER BECAUSE OF LUST!

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she stumbles and falls over, quickly getting up, bowing slightly to Mammon, before turning to Rotten* I-I can’t just leave! We aren’t talking about Asmodeus here, this is the actual embodiment of Lust!! Who knows exactly how powerful it is?! I’m not going back just to be killed because I didn’t get Lust their vessels!

[just-extras]

I'm sorry, Lust is after the children as vessel's still? Why not just bear your own child to give to them. You're a succubus aren't you? Or your sister.

[just-rottoncotten]

....Asmodeus made a deal, one that not even death could break. Everything is already in place, and Lust said that they needed pure bred demons. She can't give Lust children because she isn't a pure bred Succubus and Dravan is a Sinner. Only my children can be possessed by Lust and her damned Sins.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

And I have to take them back, otherwise… well, I don’t know, but I can’t imagine it’ll be good for me or Dravan… and they probably won’t stop at just us, just cuz we’re dead doesn’t mean they won’t stop looking

[just-extras]

I'll find other pure blood demons to breed the sins vessels then. If they're so insistant I'll handle them. Send Lust to me to negotiate

[just-rottoncotten]

Mammon, no. Your brother was the weakest out of all of you and you've seen what he can do. Lust may be stronger then you, you could get hurt or worse!

[just-lamia-thoughts]

This sounds like a conversation for the two of you two have… alone… *she starts to back away* so I’m just gonna go…

[just-extras]

Stay *he glared at her* I didn't say you could leave. You may be close to the new King of Lust but you aren't on par with the rest of us. You're still only a lower demon.

Ov', listen, it's a choice between your children or some stupid diplomatic things. I don't mind losing money or something for you

[just-rottoncotten]

Well I mind when that something could be your life, Mammon. There must be another way.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she huffs but stays near, watching the two converse*

[just-extras]

*he gently cupped his cheek, kissing his forehead again* I promise, Ov'. I'll be okay. I'm stronger than my brother. We'll figure it out together

[just-rottoncotten]

....fine *he breathed a deep sigh and nodded reluctantly* together....

Lamia, go back to your ring. Find Dravan and Lust, say that you didn't find Satan nor my children but you found us instead. Tell them Mammon knows about the deal that was made, and that the five of us will discuss together about it.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she nods* fine, but I will be pinning all the blame on you if Lust threatens us, just fyi *she bows to Mammon again and then turns, and she and her bodyguards walk off*

[just-extras]

*his expression turned a little angry at Rotton giving her instructions after he very clearly told her to stay* I'd appreciate it if you didn't make a habit of going against me Rotton. I wasn't done with her

[just-rottoncotten]

*he flinched at his words, whatever confidence he had melted away in an instant*

[just-extras]

Don't do it again. Understood?

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes Mammon...

[just-extras]

You aren't in trouble. I'm not going to like... Punish you or anything. You know that right?

[just-rottoncotten]

I...yes, I-I do. *he cleared his throat and looked away from him* Force of habit. I'm sorry.

[just-extras]

I understand... Let's go see Satan and those kids now yeah?

[just-rottoncotten]

*He nodded and reached out for Mammon's hand, still not looking at him*

[just-extras]

*he took his hand, kissing it gently*

[just-rottoncotten]

*He leaned forward and kissed his cheek* Thank you Mammon, for everything you're doing for me.

[just-extras]

*he picked him up, smiling at him* anytime. You know I missed you. Really should have just stolen you from Asmodeus and kept you in Greed. *he was joking... Mostly*

[just-rottoncotten]

*He either didn't notice or didn't care that it was a joke as he laid his head on Mammon's shoulder* I wish you did. Imagine just how amazing life would be then.

[just-extras]

It'd be so much better. And I wouldn't have to deal with a dead brother and annoying little sinner on the throne

[just-rottoncotten]

No reason to not keep the dead brother in there. Doubt it would be a sinner holding the throne if I had my way though

[just-extras]

Perhaps not. But *he shrugged, carrying him to Satan's palace* it's whatever. Are you nervous? To meet the children?

[just-rottoncotten]

That's putting it nicely. I feel like my heart is going to burst from my chest, or maybe I'll melt into a puddle before that happens.

[just-extras]

It'll be great. I'm sure they'll love you

[just-rottoncotten]

What if they have questions I can't answer? I don't want them to know about what he did to me and Dravan or even how they were born, but they might get curious! Do you think they'll ask about their dad? What if they want to learn more about him!?

[just-extras]

... I think it's best if you're just honest with them Ov'

[just-rottoncotten]

You weren't there. What we went through...I can't tell them what happened. Not while they're so young

[just-extras]

They're demons in wrath honey, I'm sure they could handle it

[just-rottoncotten]

They're teenagers who've probably lived a little sheltered, spoiled life due to their parents. They can't.

[just-extras]

... While being raised in wrath? You think that Satan spoiled them?

[just-rottoncotten]

Well obviously he didn't spoil them, it's Satan for his sake. I mean that they haven't seen and experience the same struggles and terrors that others their age have, they haven't been forced to walk the streets in search of money and food. They've never suffered and have been given whatever they need when necessary. That shouldn't mean you're privileged and spoiled, but down here it does.

[just-extras]

I don't know if that's true. Satan doesn't seem like the best parental figure of the lot of us.

[just-rottoncotten]

Maybe, but I have to hope that they had some form of a good life. Despite how contradictory it seems, there are good demons down here. Hopefully some of those few helped to raise them.

[just-extras]

Good demons? No, maybe less bad, but none of us are good.

[just-rottoncotten]

I beg to differ. I've met many demons here who are kind, generous, patient, funny and are by all accounts good. Many of them either made mistakes in life or were born in this land of death with neither side getting a second chance.

[just-extras]

Sinners are different than demons. We're incapable of being good. It's not in our nature.

[just-rottoncotten]

....maybe for some of us, it isn't, but for other....ah, let's not focus on such a little thing. Let's go find my kids.

[just-extras]

*he nodded and kissed his cheek* let's

[just-rottoncotten]

*Lamia is walking through the streets of wrath, her two bodyguards a few steps behind her. As she turns a corner she looks up and sees someone she thinks she recognises. Suddenly the other person turns and Rotton and her lock eyes. Lamia groans and turns to go back and go a different route, not interested in dealing with conversation with Rotton at that moment*

*The poor boy simply canNOT catch a break nowadays huh? He just wanted to see and know the names of his kids, maybe find some alcohol and get drunk enough to actually have sex for once, and now she's here. How fun*

*he nervously took a few steps back, obviously incredibly different from the man she came to for help before. It was a little sad honestly*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she frowns, not expecting him to start retreating nervously. She waves to him slightly, confused. Maybe he wasn’t who she thought he was?*

[just-rottoncotten]

*fuck she wasn't leaving she wasn't leaving-*

*he started to look around to try and spot Mammon but realized quickly he didn't see him anywhere yet. Rot took a deep breath before barely nodding to Lamia in greeting*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she stepped towards him hesitantly, not sure if she should just leave him alone, or if she has to go and talk to him* Rotton…?

[just-rottoncotten]

*this is worse now she's TALKING*

Ah, Lamia... *he felt like he couldn't move his hooves, he was just stuck there for a reason he couldn't explain all to well. It felt like a melting pot of anger, guilt and fear was tied to his ankles and held him down* I-It's....nice to see you.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she has no idea what she’s doing right now, this is just an autopilot thing. She’s very socially awkward* Uh, yeah, it’s nice to see you too… what are you doing in wrath?

[just-rottoncotten]

For....reasons. *he didn't know how much she knew of his children, nor if she even knew they actually existed. Some in Hell believed his triplets were rumors apparently* reasons I don't exactly feel comfortable explaining at this moment....what about you? What are you doing here with security personal?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Ummm… *she probably shouldnt mention she’s looking for his children* also reasons, yup. You know, Princess of Lust, busy stuff, job to do. Uh… you look… *she looks him up and down* so, what have you been up to recently?

[just-rottoncotten]

*He winced at her title, but he was beginning to accept any hope to have what he had with Dravan was gone. It shouldn't have been a surprise to hear* Ah, the....usual.... *he has done nothing but lay in bed, cry, sleep, eat chocolate and repeat ever since he came back from Tir Na Nog without his memories. He hadn't even spoken to her or Dravan since the fae was rescued* nothing as spectacular as what you must be doing nowadays. Seconding a Prince is already hard enough as it is, doing it with him must be terrible.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

It’s… it’s alright. *she nods. If she was being honest, she would say that she doesn’t really have anything to do, and had basically just been walking aimlessly around lust, occasionally torturing random souls. But she’s not being honest* yeah, there’s a lot to do, you know?

[just-rottoncotten]

Do I ever! *he very faintly smiled* I was Mammon's favorite for a long while. Well before As.....Asmo....well before He came into my life, what little free time I had was spent helping Mon deal with the other Princes and Overlords.

It was, and probably still is, incredibly stressful, and not always will your Prince recognize your work and efforts, but I can easily say the time spent being Mammon's second was easily one of the best in my life. *it was easy to see he fond of the Prince, he was already growing relaxed and cheering up just by talking about him*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she smiles slightly, a little bit more relaxed now that he seemed less tense* that’s nice, I’m glad you enjoyed that time. *she paused for a moment before speaking again* You said ‘was’, are you… not still Mammon’s second then?

[just-rottoncotten]

Well, hard to be a second when you're not even allowed to enter your princes domain....He never liked to let me out of his little whorehouse, said it was for my own good and that it was because of my previous....attempts, I lost my privileges. I only escaped Him and Hell because of Mammon and the kind souls at the Hospital, but even afterwards I couldn't come back home for anytime longer then a day at a time. Otherwise, He would've caught me....

But, I guess even before then, I wasn't Mammon's second....he liked me, a lot, but his brother got to me first. All of the time spent helping was spent with Him, but then He....I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ramble on. That was incredibly rude of me. Did you want to say something?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she looks a little startled, not expecting that much information. She feels kinda bad for dropping her title into the conversation now* o-oh, no, it’s ok…um, i did have something… it’ll come back to me

[just-rottoncotten]

I ruined your train of thought, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to unload that on to you. I must've ruined the mood, if there even was one. It's my fault.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

No! No, it isn’t your fault, and you’re right, there wasn’t really a mood to begin with… this is awkward. I should go. *she turns to leave and then spins back* oh! I remembered what I was gonna ask. Do you know where I can find Satan? *she whispers the last word, as if she doesn’t feel confident saying it*

[just-rottoncotten]

*he raised an eyebrow* Why do you want to find him? Is it 'reasons'?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she straightens her posture, trying to seem more professional* it might be. Why do you need to know?

[just-rottoncotten]

Because I'm looking for him myself, and the reasons why are incredibly important. You wouldn't mind telling me what your reasons are, would you?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

… why should I?

[just-rottoncotten]

No reason you shouldn't, yes?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I don’t know if I’m allowed to say

[just-rottoncotten]

But....are you not Dravan's second? You said so yourself you're the Princess of Lust. You're allowed to know whatever you want, and you should be allowed to share what you want about your domain because it is yours.

A Prince is only as strong as their Second, and if Dravan doesn't trust you enough to come here by yourself, I have a feeling you didn't choose to have company with you, then maybe it would be best to call you Princess.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I- I was coming here by myself! I chose to bring these two, that was my choice, ok?? I was a torturer for a long time before this, I can hold my own. *she huffs, frustrated by his doubt in her strength* Anyway, I don’t have to answer any of your questions. I just have to find Him, because that’s what I was asked to do, alright? That’s as much as you need to know.

Despite that, if you’re looking for him too then I assume you don’t know where he is, so you’re of no use to me.

[just-rottoncotten]

If you can hold your own, then why chose to bring these two with? It's a little contradictive, you say you're strong but you bring these two with, but you're smart. You're resilient and clever too, which is why I have a bit of trouble seeing you agreeing to bring these brutes.

I do. I know where he lives, what he likes to be called, and what he knows on certain things, but I can't just simply tell you where the literal Ruler of Hell is. Safety concerns.

*something wasn't right. Why would Dravan tell her to find Satan? She, who he obviously loved over him, and she who could easily be killed by the man she was looking for if she said the wrong things. Whatever this was, it was worth the risk of Lamia and that....that was a little scary*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I’m- they’re- stop confusing me! I brought them because I’m not an idiot, and it’s better to be safe than sorry. Obviously you can’t say the same, walking around alone, looking like a strong breeze could knock you over *she sneers, before regaining composure* Sorry. That came out harsh.

Ok, if you tell me where He is, I’ll tell you why I’m looking for him. Deal?

[just-rottoncotten]

*he flinched from her insult and stepped back, looking away from her* actually....maybe it would be best if I just go looking for Mammon...

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she looks a little guilty, having not meant to be so rude towards him, but quickly shakes it off. She has a task to complete* Mammon? He’s here? I haven’t heard that name since I quit my job in his ring. Look, all you have to do to know why I was sent up here by Dravan is tell me where He is.

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes, he's here. He's the only reason I'm in this ring to begin with....how would I know you're telling me the truth? That you won't make up some lie to get me to tell you his location?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Interesting… you wouldn’t. You’d have to take me at my word.

[just-rottoncotten]

Then how would you know I'm not lying?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

…. Damn

[just-rottoncotten]

*he sighed* If you want, I can make this whole ordeal end here and now. Simply tell me your name, your full name preferably, and we can both get what we want. You moreso then me... *he wasn't really quiet with that last part, mostly because he wasn't trying to be*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Why? What do you need my full name for?

[just-rottoncotten]

To ensure you're telling the truth, since you already know mine it would be unfair for me to not know yours.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Fine. My name is Lamia Oalisi. Happy?

[just-rottoncotten]

Very~

*He held out a hand for her to shake* I wish to make a deal. For as long as our hands are held together, you, Lamia Oalisi, and I, Ov'Zalam Vavargo, will only be allowed to tell the truths to each other. We cannot tell lies, white lies, twisted truths or anything that veers away from facts. Once our fingers and hands no longer touch, we may be allowed to lie. Our names shall seal this contract between us and us alone, no one other or more will be allowed to enter this contract, and only by the words of a Prince in our presence will this contract be destroyed.

Deal?~

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she thinks it over for a moment. On the one hand, she does need help finding Satan. On the other hand, she isn’t a fan of being unable to lie.* uhh… I guess so… *talking to the two bodyguards* if I start saying anything that I’m not allowed to, you’re allowed to pull me away by force, if necessary *she steps forward and takes Rotton’s hand*

[just-rottoncotten]

*the deal gave him power, much more then the aphrodisiac had. He stood with a slightly straighter posture, his grip was tighter, and scars alone his arm and side faded just a bit*

Good. Now, little Princess, tell me: Why are you searching for the Devil's location?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she bit her lip. Obviously she knew that would be the question, but she thought he’d probably lead with something less glaring than that, but apprently they were going straight into the good stuff* because- I’m- I’m looking for your children. *she gasps softly, obviously having been trying to stop herself. Concerned he was going to try and leave, she tightened her grip* now, tell me, where is the Devil?

[just-rottoncotten]

*his hand went limp, he tried to pull away like her words were holy water on his mind, but it was too late to do that now. He stared, shock and terror clear in his teary eyes as he began to hyperventilate*

T-The Ruby C-Core. A building m-made of p-pearl and marble a-an-and Crystalized Blood. There, h-he's there.

Why? Why did Dravan send you after my children, WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO TO MY DAUGHTER AND SONS?!

*this was bad, he tried to yank his hand away but he couldn't get away from her. How the hell did Dravan even know they were alive, what was he going to do with his babies?*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she shook her hand, trying to pull away from him, like his hand was burning her, but he’d already asked the question* Lust- Lust is in the palace, inhabiting a damned soul. They want the kids, as vessels *she seems visibly shaken by his outburst* I-I’m sorry- but, I have to take them back- I can’t risk failing an original sin.

[just-extras]

*Mammon walked over to them, frowning. He towered over both of them, and both of Lamias bodyguards* Rotten? What's going on here? Let go of each other. Why are you making deals without me present?!

[just-rottoncotten]

*He yanked his hand away the moment Mammon arrived and stared. He didn't say anything, not one thing for what felt like an eternity before he spoke, turning his head to Lamia*

Leave. Leave this Ring, now.

Lust is no longer allowed to use my children as vessels. The Sins can wait another few millennium. Do you know what kind of Hell I waa forced into as I carried them? What Asmodeus did to me and Dravan while I was pregnant? Lust didn't care, Lust didn't care one bit. They let us suffer for those three.

I was okay with it when they were newborns, when they had no names or friends or personalities. They were vessels. Now, they're more. They are their own people and they will not have to know what they were made for. They will not have to be possessed and be forced to commit atrocities. THEY WILL NOT SUFFER BECAUSE OF LUST!

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she stumbles and falls over, quickly getting up, bowing slightly to Mammon, before turning to Rotten* I-I can’t just leave! We aren’t talking about Asmodeus here, this is the actual embodiment of Lust!! Who knows exactly how powerful it is?! I’m not going back just to be killed because I didn’t get Lust their vessels!

[just-extras]

I'm sorry, Lust is after the children as vessel's still? Why not just bear your own child to give to them. You're a succubus aren't you? Or your sister.

[just-rottoncotten]

....Asmodeus made a deal, one that not even death could break. Everything is already in place, and Lust said that they needed pure bred demons. She can't give Lust children because she isn't a pure bred Succubus and Dravan is a Sinner. Only my children can be possessed by Lust and her damned Sins.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

And I have to take them back, otherwise… well, I don’t know, but I can’t imagine it’ll be good for me or Dravan… and they probably won’t stop at just us, just cuz we’re dead doesn’t mean they won’t stop looking

[just-extras]

I'll find other pure blood demons to breed the sins vessels then. If they're so insistant I'll handle them. Send Lust to me to negotiate

[just-rottoncotten]

Mammon, no. Your brother was the weakest out of all of you and you've seen what he can do. Lust may be stronger then you, you could get hurt or worse!

[just-lamia-thoughts]

This sounds like a conversation for the two of you two have… alone… *she starts to back away* so I’m just gonna go…

[just-extras]

Stay *he glared at her* I didn't say you could leave. You may be close to the new King of Lust but you aren't on par with the rest of us. You're still only a lower demon.

Ov', listen, it's a choice between your children or some stupid diplomatic things. I don't mind losing money or something for you

[just-rottoncotten]

Well I mind when that something could be your life, Mammon. There must be another way.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she huffs but stays near, watching the two converse*

[just-extras]

*he gently cupped his cheek, kissing his forehead again* I promise, Ov'. I'll be okay. I'm stronger than my brother. We'll figure it out together

[just-rottoncotten]

....fine *he breathed a deep sigh and nodded reluctantly* together....

Lamia, go back to your ring. Find Dravan and Lust, say that you didn't find Satan nor my children but you found us instead. Tell them Mammon knows about the deal that was made, and that the five of us will discuss together about it.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she nods* fine, but I will be pinning all the blame on you if Lust threatens us, just fyi *she bows to Mammon again and then turns, and she and her bodyguards walk off*

[just-extras]

*his expression turned a little angry at Rotton giving her instructions after he very clearly told her to stay* I'd appreciate it if you didn't make a habit of going against me Rotton. I wasn't done with her

[just-rottoncotten]

*he flinched at his words, whatever confidence he had melted away in an instant*

[just-extras]

Don't do it again. Understood?

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes Mammon...

[just-extras]

You aren't in trouble. I'm not going to like... Punish you or anything. You know that right?

[just-rottoncotten]

I...yes, I-I do. *he cleared his throat and looked away from him* Force of habit. I'm sorry.

[just-extras]

I understand... Let's go see Satan and those kids now yeah?

[just-rottoncotten]

*He nodded and reached out for Mammon's hand, still not looking at him*

[just-extras]

*he took his hand, kissing it gently*

[just-rottoncotten]

*He leaned forward and kissed his cheek* Thank you Mammon, for everything you're doing for me.

[just-extras]

*he picked him up, smiling at him* anytime. You know I missed you. Really should have just stolen you from Asmodeus and kept you in Greed. *he was joking... Mostly*

[just-rottoncotten]

*He either didn't notice or didn't care that it was a joke as he laid his head on Mammon's shoulder* I wish you did. Imagine just how amazing life would be then.

[just-extras]

It'd be so much better. And I wouldn't have to deal with a dead brother and annoying little sinner on the throne

[just-rottoncotten]

No reason to not keep the dead brother in there. Doubt it would be a sinner holding the throne if I had my way though

[just-extras]

Perhaps not. But *he shrugged, carrying him to Satan's palace* it's whatever. Are you nervous? To meet the children?

[just-rottoncotten]

That's putting it nicely. I feel like my heart is going to burst from my chest, or maybe I'll melt into a puddle before that happens.

[just-extras]

It'll be great. I'm sure they'll love you

[just-rottoncotten]

What if they have questions I can't answer? I don't want them to know about what he did to me and Dravan or even how they were born, but they might get curious! Do you think they'll ask about their dad? What if they want to learn more about him!?

[just-extras]

... I think it's best if you're just honest with them Ov'

[just-rottoncotten]

You weren't there. What we went through...I can't tell them what happened. Not while they're so young

[just-extras]

They're demons in wrath honey, I'm sure they could handle it

[just-rottoncotten]

They're teenagers who've probably lived a little sheltered, spoiled life due to their parents. They can't.

[just-extras]

... While being raised in wrath? You think that Satan spoiled them?

[just-rottoncotten]

Well obviously he didn't spoil them, it's Satan for his sake. I mean that they haven't seen and experience the same struggles and terrors that others their age have, they haven't been forced to walk the streets in search of money and food. They've never suffered and have been given whatever they need when necessary. That shouldn't mean you're privileged and spoiled, but down here it does.

[just-extras]

I don't know if that's true. Satan doesn't seem like the best parental figure of the lot of us.

[just-rottoncotten]

Maybe, but I have to hope that they had some form of a good life. Despite how contradictory it seems, there are good demons down here. Hopefully some of those few helped to raise them.

[just-extras]

Good demons? No, maybe less bad, but none of us are good.

[just-rottoncotten]

I beg to differ. I've met many demons here who are kind, generous, patient, funny and are by all accounts good. Many of them either made mistakes in life or were born in this land of death with neither side getting a second chance.

[just-extras]

Sinners are different than demons. We're incapable of being good. It's not in our nature.

[just-rottoncotten]

....maybe for some of us, it isn't, but for other....ah, let's not focus on such a little thing. Let's go find my kids.

[just-rottoncotten]

*Lamia is walking through the streets of wrath, her two bodyguards a few steps behind her. As she turns a corner she looks up and sees someone she thinks she recognises. Suddenly the other person turns and Rotton and her lock eyes. Lamia groans and turns to go back and go a different route, not interested in dealing with conversation with Rotton at that moment*

*The poor boy simply canNOT catch a break nowadays huh? He just wanted to see and know the names of his kids, maybe find some alcohol and get drunk enough to actually have sex for once, and now she's here. How fun*

*he nervously took a few steps back, obviously incredibly different from the man she came to for help before. It was a little sad honestly*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she frowns, not expecting him to start retreating nervously. She waves to him slightly, confused. Maybe he wasn’t who she thought he was?*

[just-rottoncotten]

*fuck she wasn't leaving she wasn't leaving-*

*he started to look around to try and spot Mammon but realized quickly he didn't see him anywhere yet. Rot took a deep breath before barely nodding to Lamia in greeting*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she stepped towards him hesitantly, not sure if she should just leave him alone, or if she has to go and talk to him* Rotton…?

[just-rottoncotten]

*this is worse now she's TALKING*

Ah, Lamia... *he felt like he couldn't move his hooves, he was just stuck there for a reason he couldn't explain all to well. It felt like a melting pot of anger, guilt and fear was tied to his ankles and held him down* I-It's....nice to see you.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she has no idea what she’s doing right now, this is just an autopilot thing. She’s very socially awkward* Uh, yeah, it’s nice to see you too… what are you doing in wrath?

[just-rottoncotten]

For....reasons. *he didn't know how much she knew of his children, nor if she even knew they actually existed. Some in Hell believed his triplets were rumors apparently* reasons I don't exactly feel comfortable explaining at this moment....what about you? What are you doing here with security personal?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Ummm… *she probably shouldnt mention she’s looking for his children* also reasons, yup. You know, Princess of Lust, busy stuff, job to do. Uh… you look… *she looks him up and down* so, what have you been up to recently?

[just-rottoncotten]

*He winced at her title, but he was beginning to accept any hope to have what he had with Dravan was gone. It shouldn't have been a surprise to hear* Ah, the....usual.... *he has done nothing but lay in bed, cry, sleep, eat chocolate and repeat ever since he came back from Tir Na Nog without his memories. He hadn't even spoken to her or Dravan since the fae was rescued* nothing as spectacular as what you must be doing nowadays. Seconding a Prince is already hard enough as it is, doing it with him must be terrible.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

It’s… it’s alright. *she nods. If she was being honest, she would say that she doesn’t really have anything to do, and had basically just been walking aimlessly around lust, occasionally torturing random souls. But she’s not being honest* yeah, there’s a lot to do, you know?

[just-rottoncotten]

Do I ever! *he very faintly smiled* I was Mammon's favorite for a long while. Well before As.....Asmo....well before He came into my life, what little free time I had was spent helping Mon deal with the other Princes and Overlords.

It was, and probably still is, incredibly stressful, and not always will your Prince recognize your work and efforts, but I can easily say the time spent being Mammon's second was easily one of the best in my life. *it was easy to see he fond of the Prince, he was already growing relaxed and cheering up just by talking about him*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she smiles slightly, a little bit more relaxed now that he seemed less tense* that’s nice, I’m glad you enjoyed that time. *she paused for a moment before speaking again* You said ‘was’, are you… not still Mammon’s second then?

[just-rottoncotten]

Well, hard to be a second when you're not even allowed to enter your princes domain....He never liked to let me out of his little whorehouse, said it was for my own good and that it was because of my previous....attempts, I lost my privileges. I only escaped Him and Hell because of Mammon and the kind souls at the Hospital, but even afterwards I couldn't come back home for anytime longer then a day at a time. Otherwise, He would've caught me....

But, I guess even before then, I wasn't Mammon's second....he liked me, a lot, but his brother got to me first. All of the time spent helping was spent with Him, but then He....I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ramble on. That was incredibly rude of me. Did you want to say something?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she looks a little startled, not expecting that much information. She feels kinda bad for dropping her title into the conversation now* o-oh, no, it’s ok…um, i did have something… it’ll come back to me

[just-rottoncotten]

I ruined your train of thought, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to unload that on to you. I must've ruined the mood, if there even was one. It's my fault.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

No! No, it isn’t your fault, and you’re right, there wasn’t really a mood to begin with… this is awkward. I should go. *she turns to leave and then spins back* oh! I remembered what I was gonna ask. Do you know where I can find Satan? *she whispers the last word, as if she doesn’t feel confident saying it*

[just-rottoncotten]

*he raised an eyebrow* Why do you want to find him? Is it 'reasons'?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she straightens her posture, trying to seem more professional* it might be. Why do you need to know?

[just-rottoncotten]

Because I'm looking for him myself, and the reasons why are incredibly important. You wouldn't mind telling me what your reasons are, would you?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

… why should I?

[just-rottoncotten]

No reason you shouldn't, yes?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I don’t know if I’m allowed to say

[just-rottoncotten]

But....are you not Dravan's second? You said so yourself you're the Princess of Lust. You're allowed to know whatever you want, and you should be allowed to share what you want about your domain because it is yours.

A Prince is only as strong as their Second, and if Dravan doesn't trust you enough to come here by yourself, I have a feeling you didn't choose to have company with you, then maybe it would be best to call you Princess.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I- I was coming here by myself! I chose to bring these two, that was my choice, ok?? I was a torturer for a long time before this, I can hold my own. *she huffs, frustrated by his doubt in her strength* Anyway, I don’t have to answer any of your questions. I just have to find Him, because that’s what I was asked to do, alright? That’s as much as you need to know.

Despite that, if you’re looking for him too then I assume you don’t know where he is, so you’re of no use to me.

[just-rottoncotten]

If you can hold your own, then why chose to bring these two with? It's a little contradictive, you say you're strong but you bring these two with, but you're smart. You're resilient and clever too, which is why I have a bit of trouble seeing you agreeing to bring these brutes.

I do. I know where he lives, what he likes to be called, and what he knows on certain things, but I can't just simply tell you where the literal Ruler of Hell is. Safety concerns.

*something wasn't right. Why would Dravan tell her to find Satan? She, who he obviously loved over him, and she who could easily be killed by the man she was looking for if she said the wrong things. Whatever this was, it was worth the risk of Lamia and that....that was a little scary*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I’m- they’re- stop confusing me! I brought them because I’m not an idiot, and it’s better to be safe than sorry. Obviously you can’t say the same, walking around alone, looking like a strong breeze could knock you over *she sneers, before regaining composure* Sorry. That came out harsh.

Ok, if you tell me where He is, I’ll tell you why I’m looking for him. Deal?

[just-rottoncotten]

*he flinched from her insult and stepped back, looking away from her* actually....maybe it would be best if I just go looking for Mammon...

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she looks a little guilty, having not meant to be so rude towards him, but quickly shakes it off. She has a task to complete* Mammon? He’s here? I haven’t heard that name since I quit my job in his ring. Look, all you have to do to know why I was sent up here by Dravan is tell me where He is.

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes, he's here. He's the only reason I'm in this ring to begin with....how would I know you're telling me the truth? That you won't make up some lie to get me to tell you his location?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Interesting… you wouldn’t. You’d have to take me at my word.

[just-rottoncotten]

Then how would you know I'm not lying?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

…. Damn

[just-rottoncotten]

*he sighed* If you want, I can make this whole ordeal end here and now. Simply tell me your name, your full name preferably, and we can both get what we want. You moreso then me... *he wasn't really quiet with that last part, mostly because he wasn't trying to be*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Why? What do you need my full name for?

[just-rottoncotten]

To ensure you're telling the truth, since you already know mine it would be unfair for me to not know yours.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Fine. My name is Lamia Oalisi. Happy?

[just-rottoncotten]

Very~

*He held out a hand for her to shake* I wish to make a deal. For as long as our hands are held together, you, Lamia Oalisi, and I, Ov'Zalam Vavargo, will only be allowed to tell the truths to each other. We cannot tell lies, white lies, twisted truths or anything that veers away from facts. Once our fingers and hands no longer touch, we may be allowed to lie. Our names shall seal this contract between us and us alone, no one other or more will be allowed to enter this contract, and only by the words of a Prince in our presence will this contract be destroyed.

Deal?~

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she thinks it over for a moment. On the one hand, she does need help finding Satan. On the other hand, she isn’t a fan of being unable to lie.* uhh… I guess so… *talking to the two bodyguards* if I start saying anything that I’m not allowed to, you’re allowed to pull me away by force, if necessary *she steps forward and takes Rotton’s hand*

[just-rottoncotten]

*the deal gave him power, much more then the aphrodisiac had. He stood with a slightly straighter posture, his grip was tighter, and scars alone his arm and side faded just a bit*

Good. Now, little Princess, tell me: Why are you searching for the Devil's location?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she bit her lip. Obviously she knew that would be the question, but she thought he’d probably lead with something less glaring than that, but apprently they were going straight into the good stuff* because- I’m- I’m looking for your children. *she gasps softly, obviously having been trying to stop herself. Concerned he was going to try and leave, she tightened her grip* now, tell me, where is the Devil?

[just-rottoncotten]

*his hand went limp, he tried to pull away like her words were holy water on his mind, but it was too late to do that now. He stared, shock and terror clear in his teary eyes as he began to hyperventilate*

T-The Ruby C-Core. A building m-made of p-pearl and marble a-an-and Crystalized Blood. There, h-he's there.

Why? Why did Dravan send you after my children, WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO TO MY DAUGHTER AND SONS?!

*this was bad, he tried to yank his hand away but he couldn't get away from her. How the hell did Dravan even know they were alive, what was he going to do with his babies?*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she shook her hand, trying to pull away from him, like his hand was burning her, but he’d already asked the question* Lust- Lust is in the palace, inhabiting a damned soul. They want the kids, as vessels *she seems visibly shaken by his outburst* I-I’m sorry- but, I have to take them back- I can’t risk failing an original sin.

[just-extras]

*Mammon walked over to them, frowning. He towered over both of them, and both of Lamias bodyguards* Rotten? What's going on here? Let go of each other. Why are you making deals without me present?!

[just-rottoncotten]

*He yanked his hand away the moment Mammon arrived and stared. He didn't say anything, not one thing for what felt like an eternity before he spoke, turning his head to Lamia*

Leave. Leave this Ring, now.

Lust is no longer allowed to use my children as vessels. The Sins can wait another few millennium. Do you know what kind of Hell I waa forced into as I carried them? What Asmodeus did to me and Dravan while I was pregnant? Lust didn't care, Lust didn't care one bit. They let us suffer for those three.

I was okay with it when they were newborns, when they had no names or friends or personalities. They were vessels. Now, they're more. They are their own people and they will not have to know what they were made for. They will not have to be possessed and be forced to commit atrocities. THEY WILL NOT SUFFER BECAUSE OF LUST!

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she stumbles and falls over, quickly getting up, bowing slightly to Mammon, before turning to Rotten* I-I can’t just leave! We aren’t talking about Asmodeus here, this is the actual embodiment of Lust!! Who knows exactly how powerful it is?! I’m not going back just to be killed because I didn’t get Lust their vessels!

[just-extras]

I'm sorry, Lust is after the children as vessel's still? Why not just bear your own child to give to them. You're a succubus aren't you? Or your sister.

[just-rottoncotten]

....Asmodeus made a deal, one that not even death could break. Everything is already in place, and Lust said that they needed pure bred demons. She can't give Lust children because she isn't a pure bred Succubus and Dravan is a Sinner. Only my children can be possessed by Lust and her damned Sins.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

And I have to take them back, otherwise… well, I don’t know, but I can’t imagine it’ll be good for me or Dravan… and they probably won’t stop at just us, just cuz we’re dead doesn’t mean they won’t stop looking

[just-extras]

I'll find other pure blood demons to breed the sins vessels then. If they're so insistant I'll handle them. Send Lust to me to negotiate

[just-rottoncotten]

Mammon, no. Your brother was the weakest out of all of you and you've seen what he can do. Lust may be stronger then you, you could get hurt or worse!

[just-lamia-thoughts]

This sounds like a conversation for the two of you two have… alone… *she starts to back away* so I’m just gonna go…

[just-extras]

Stay *he glared at her* I didn't say you could leave. You may be close to the new King of Lust but you aren't on par with the rest of us. You're still only a lower demon.

Ov', listen, it's a choice between your children or some stupid diplomatic things. I don't mind losing money or something for you

[just-rottoncotten]

Well I mind when that something could be your life, Mammon. There must be another way.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she huffs but stays near, watching the two converse*

[just-extras]

*he gently cupped his cheek, kissing his forehead again* I promise, Ov'. I'll be okay. I'm stronger than my brother. We'll figure it out together

[just-rottoncotten]

....fine *he breathed a deep sigh and nodded reluctantly* together....

Lamia, go back to your ring. Find Dravan and Lust, say that you didn't find Satan nor my children but you found us instead. Tell them Mammon knows about the deal that was made, and that the five of us will discuss together about it.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she nods* fine, but I will be pinning all the blame on you if Lust threatens us, just fyi *she bows to Mammon again and then turns, and she and her bodyguards walk off*

[just-extras]

*his expression turned a little angry at Rotton giving her instructions after he very clearly told her to stay* I'd appreciate it if you didn't make a habit of going against me Rotton. I wasn't done with her

[just-rottoncotten]

*he flinched at his words, whatever confidence he had melted away in an instant*

[just-extras]

Don't do it again. Understood?

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes Mammon...

[just-extras]

You aren't in trouble. I'm not going to like... Punish you or anything. You know that right?

[just-rottoncotten]

I...yes, I-I do. *he cleared his throat and looked away from him* Force of habit. I'm sorry.

[just-extras]

I understand... Let's go see Satan and those kids now yeah?

[just-rottoncotten]

*He nodded and reached out for Mammon's hand, still not looking at him*

[just-extras]

*he took his hand, kissing it gently*

[just-rottoncotten]

*He leaned forward and kissed his cheek* Thank you Mammon, for everything you're doing for me.

[just-extras]

*he picked him up, smiling at him* anytime. You know I missed you. Really should have just stolen you from Asmodeus and kept you in Greed. *he was joking... Mostly*

[just-rottoncotten]

*He either didn't notice or didn't care that it was a joke as he laid his head on Mammon's shoulder* I wish you did. Imagine just how amazing life would be then.

[just-extras]

It'd be so much better. And I wouldn't have to deal with a dead brother and annoying little sinner on the throne

[just-rottoncotten]

No reason to not keep the dead brother in there. Doubt it would be a sinner holding the throne if I had my way though

[just-extras]

Perhaps not. But *he shrugged, carrying him to Satan's palace* it's whatever. Are you nervous? To meet the children?

[just-rottoncotten]

That's putting it nicely. I feel like my heart is going to burst from my chest, or maybe I'll melt into a puddle before that happens.

[just-extras]

It'll be great. I'm sure they'll love you

[just-rottoncotten]

What if they have questions I can't answer? I don't want them to know about what he did to me and Dravan or even how they were born, but they might get curious! Do you think they'll ask about their dad? What if they want to learn more about him!?

[just-extras]

... I think it's best if you're just honest with them Ov'

[just-rottoncotten]

You weren't there. What we went through...I can't tell them what happened. Not while they're so young

[just-extras]

They're demons in wrath honey, I'm sure they could handle it

[just-rottoncotten]

They're teenagers who've probably lived a little sheltered, spoiled life due to their parents. They can't.

[just-extras]

... While being raised in wrath? You think that Satan spoiled them?

[just-rottoncotten]

Well obviously he didn't spoil them, it's Satan for his sake. I mean that they haven't seen and experience the same struggles and terrors that others their age have, they haven't been forced to walk the streets in search of money and food. They've never suffered and have been given whatever they need when necessary. That shouldn't mean you're privileged and spoiled, but down here it does.

[just-extras]

I don't know if that's true. Satan doesn't seem like the best parental figure of the lot of us.

[just-rottoncotten]

Maybe, but I have to hope that they had some form of a good life. Despite how contradictory it seems, there are good demons down here. Hopefully some of those few helped to raise them.

[just-extras]

Good demons? No, maybe less bad, but none of us are good.

[just-rottoncotten]

I beg to differ. I've met many demons here who are kind, generous, patient, funny and are by all accounts good. Many of them either made mistakes in life or were born in this land of death with neither side getting a second chance.

[just-rottoncotten]

*Lamia is walking through the streets of wrath, her two bodyguards a few steps behind her. As she turns a corner she looks up and sees someone she thinks she recognises. Suddenly the other person turns and Rotton and her lock eyes. Lamia groans and turns to go back and go a different route, not interested in dealing with conversation with Rotton at that moment*

*The poor boy simply canNOT catch a break nowadays huh? He just wanted to see and know the names of his kids, maybe find some alcohol and get drunk enough to actually have sex for once, and now she's here. How fun*

*he nervously took a few steps back, obviously incredibly different from the man she came to for help before. It was a little sad honestly*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she frowns, not expecting him to start retreating nervously. She waves to him slightly, confused. Maybe he wasn’t who she thought he was?*

[just-rottoncotten]

*fuck she wasn't leaving she wasn't leaving-*

*he started to look around to try and spot Mammon but realized quickly he didn't see him anywhere yet. Rot took a deep breath before barely nodding to Lamia in greeting*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she stepped towards him hesitantly, not sure if she should just leave him alone, or if she has to go and talk to him* Rotton…?

[just-rottoncotten]

*this is worse now she's TALKING*

Ah, Lamia... *he felt like he couldn't move his hooves, he was just stuck there for a reason he couldn't explain all to well. It felt like a melting pot of anger, guilt and fear was tied to his ankles and held him down* I-It's....nice to see you.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she has no idea what she’s doing right now, this is just an autopilot thing. She’s very socially awkward* Uh, yeah, it’s nice to see you too… what are you doing in wrath?

[just-rottoncotten]

For....reasons. *he didn't know how much she knew of his children, nor if she even knew they actually existed. Some in Hell believed his triplets were rumors apparently* reasons I don't exactly feel comfortable explaining at this moment....what about you? What are you doing here with security personal?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Ummm… *she probably shouldnt mention she’s looking for his children* also reasons, yup. You know, Princess of Lust, busy stuff, job to do. Uh… you look… *she looks him up and down* so, what have you been up to recently?

[just-rottoncotten]

*He winced at her title, but he was beginning to accept any hope to have what he had with Dravan was gone. It shouldn't have been a surprise to hear* Ah, the....usual.... *he has done nothing but lay in bed, cry, sleep, eat chocolate and repeat ever since he came back from Tir Na Nog without his memories. He hadn't even spoken to her or Dravan since the fae was rescued* nothing as spectacular as what you must be doing nowadays. Seconding a Prince is already hard enough as it is, doing it with him must be terrible.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

It’s… it’s alright. *she nods. If she was being honest, she would say that she doesn’t really have anything to do, and had basically just been walking aimlessly around lust, occasionally torturing random souls. But she’s not being honest* yeah, there’s a lot to do, you know?

[just-rottoncotten]

Do I ever! *he very faintly smiled* I was Mammon's favorite for a long while. Well before As.....Asmo....well before He came into my life, what little free time I had was spent helping Mon deal with the other Princes and Overlords.

It was, and probably still is, incredibly stressful, and not always will your Prince recognize your work and efforts, but I can easily say the time spent being Mammon's second was easily one of the best in my life. *it was easy to see he fond of the Prince, he was already growing relaxed and cheering up just by talking about him*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she smiles slightly, a little bit more relaxed now that he seemed less tense* that’s nice, I’m glad you enjoyed that time. *she paused for a moment before speaking again* You said ‘was’, are you… not still Mammon’s second then?

[just-rottoncotten]

Well, hard to be a second when you're not even allowed to enter your princes domain....He never liked to let me out of his little whorehouse, said it was for my own good and that it was because of my previous....attempts, I lost my privileges. I only escaped Him and Hell because of Mammon and the kind souls at the Hospital, but even afterwards I couldn't come back home for anytime longer then a day at a time. Otherwise, He would've caught me....

But, I guess even before then, I wasn't Mammon's second....he liked me, a lot, but his brother got to me first. All of the time spent helping was spent with Him, but then He....I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ramble on. That was incredibly rude of me. Did you want to say something?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she looks a little startled, not expecting that much information. She feels kinda bad for dropping her title into the conversation now* o-oh, no, it’s ok…um, i did have something… it’ll come back to me

[just-rottoncotten]

I ruined your train of thought, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to unload that on to you. I must've ruined the mood, if there even was one. It's my fault.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

No! No, it isn’t your fault, and you’re right, there wasn’t really a mood to begin with… this is awkward. I should go. *she turns to leave and then spins back* oh! I remembered what I was gonna ask. Do you know where I can find Satan? *she whispers the last word, as if she doesn’t feel confident saying it*

[just-rottoncotten]

*he raised an eyebrow* Why do you want to find him? Is it 'reasons'?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she straightens her posture, trying to seem more professional* it might be. Why do you need to know?

[just-rottoncotten]

Because I'm looking for him myself, and the reasons why are incredibly important. You wouldn't mind telling me what your reasons are, would you?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

… why should I?

[just-rottoncotten]

No reason you shouldn't, yes?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I don’t know if I’m allowed to say

[just-rottoncotten]

But....are you not Dravan's second? You said so yourself you're the Princess of Lust. You're allowed to know whatever you want, and you should be allowed to share what you want about your domain because it is yours.

A Prince is only as strong as their Second, and if Dravan doesn't trust you enough to come here by yourself, I have a feeling you didn't choose to have company with you, then maybe it would be best to call you Princess.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I- I was coming here by myself! I chose to bring these two, that was my choice, ok?? I was a torturer for a long time before this, I can hold my own. *she huffs, frustrated by his doubt in her strength* Anyway, I don’t have to answer any of your questions. I just have to find Him, because that’s what I was asked to do, alright? That’s as much as you need to know.

Despite that, if you’re looking for him too then I assume you don’t know where he is, so you’re of no use to me.

[just-rottoncotten]

If you can hold your own, then why chose to bring these two with? It's a little contradictive, you say you're strong but you bring these two with, but you're smart. You're resilient and clever too, which is why I have a bit of trouble seeing you agreeing to bring these brutes.

I do. I know where he lives, what he likes to be called, and what he knows on certain things, but I can't just simply tell you where the literal Ruler of Hell is. Safety concerns.

*something wasn't right. Why would Dravan tell her to find Satan? She, who he obviously loved over him, and she who could easily be killed by the man she was looking for if she said the wrong things. Whatever this was, it was worth the risk of Lamia and that....that was a little scary*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I’m- they’re- stop confusing me! I brought them because I’m not an idiot, and it’s better to be safe than sorry. Obviously you can’t say the same, walking around alone, looking like a strong breeze could knock you over *she sneers, before regaining composure* Sorry. That came out harsh.

Ok, if you tell me where He is, I’ll tell you why I’m looking for him. Deal?

[just-rottoncotten]

*he flinched from her insult and stepped back, looking away from her* actually....maybe it would be best if I just go looking for Mammon...

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she looks a little guilty, having not meant to be so rude towards him, but quickly shakes it off. She has a task to complete* Mammon? He’s here? I haven’t heard that name since I quit my job in his ring. Look, all you have to do to know why I was sent up here by Dravan is tell me where He is.

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes, he's here. He's the only reason I'm in this ring to begin with....how would I know you're telling me the truth? That you won't make up some lie to get me to tell you his location?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Interesting… you wouldn’t. You’d have to take me at my word.

[just-rottoncotten]

Then how would you know I'm not lying?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

…. Damn

[just-rottoncotten]

*he sighed* If you want, I can make this whole ordeal end here and now. Simply tell me your name, your full name preferably, and we can both get what we want. You moreso then me... *he wasn't really quiet with that last part, mostly because he wasn't trying to be*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Why? What do you need my full name for?

[just-rottoncotten]

To ensure you're telling the truth, since you already know mine it would be unfair for me to not know yours.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Fine. My name is Lamia Oalisi. Happy?

[just-rottoncotten]

Very~

*He held out a hand for her to shake* I wish to make a deal. For as long as our hands are held together, you, Lamia Oalisi, and I, Ov'Zalam Vavargo, will only be allowed to tell the truths to each other. We cannot tell lies, white lies, twisted truths or anything that veers away from facts. Once our fingers and hands no longer touch, we may be allowed to lie. Our names shall seal this contract between us and us alone, no one other or more will be allowed to enter this contract, and only by the words of a Prince in our presence will this contract be destroyed.

Deal?~

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she thinks it over for a moment. On the one hand, she does need help finding Satan. On the other hand, she isn’t a fan of being unable to lie.* uhh… I guess so… *talking to the two bodyguards* if I start saying anything that I’m not allowed to, you’re allowed to pull me away by force, if necessary *she steps forward and takes Rotton’s hand*

[just-rottoncotten]

*the deal gave him power, much more then the aphrodisiac had. He stood with a slightly straighter posture, his grip was tighter, and scars alone his arm and side faded just a bit*

Good. Now, little Princess, tell me: Why are you searching for the Devil's location?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she bit her lip. Obviously she knew that would be the question, but she thought he’d probably lead with something less glaring than that, but apprently they were going straight into the good stuff* because- I’m- I’m looking for your children. *she gasps softly, obviously having been trying to stop herself. Concerned he was going to try and leave, she tightened her grip* now, tell me, where is the Devil?

[just-rottoncotten]

*his hand went limp, he tried to pull away like her words were holy water on his mind, but it was too late to do that now. He stared, shock and terror clear in his teary eyes as he began to hyperventilate*

T-The Ruby C-Core. A building m-made of p-pearl and marble a-an-and Crystalized Blood. There, h-he's there.

Why? Why did Dravan send you after my children, WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO TO MY DAUGHTER AND SONS?!

*this was bad, he tried to yank his hand away but he couldn't get away from her. How the hell did Dravan even know they were alive, what was he going to do with his babies?*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she shook her hand, trying to pull away from him, like his hand was burning her, but he’d already asked the question* Lust- Lust is in the palace, inhabiting a damned soul. They want the kids, as vessels *she seems visibly shaken by his outburst* I-I’m sorry- but, I have to take them back- I can’t risk failing an original sin.

[just-extras]

*Mammon walked over to them, frowning. He towered over both of them, and both of Lamias bodyguards* Rotten? What's going on here? Let go of each other. Why are you making deals without me present?!

[just-rottoncotten]

*He yanked his hand away the moment Mammon arrived and stared. He didn't say anything, not one thing for what felt like an eternity before he spoke, turning his head to Lamia*

Leave. Leave this Ring, now.

Lust is no longer allowed to use my children as vessels. The Sins can wait another few millennium. Do you know what kind of Hell I waa forced into as I carried them? What Asmodeus did to me and Dravan while I was pregnant? Lust didn't care, Lust didn't care one bit. They let us suffer for those three.

I was okay with it when they were newborns, when they had no names or friends or personalities. They were vessels. Now, they're more. They are their own people and they will not have to know what they were made for. They will not have to be possessed and be forced to commit atrocities. THEY WILL NOT SUFFER BECAUSE OF LUST!

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she stumbles and falls over, quickly getting up, bowing slightly to Mammon, before turning to Rotten* I-I can’t just leave! We aren’t talking about Asmodeus here, this is the actual embodiment of Lust!! Who knows exactly how powerful it is?! I’m not going back just to be killed because I didn’t get Lust their vessels!

[just-extras]

I'm sorry, Lust is after the children as vessel's still? Why not just bear your own child to give to them. You're a succubus aren't you? Or your sister.

[just-rottoncotten]

....Asmodeus made a deal, one that not even death could break. Everything is already in place, and Lust said that they needed pure bred demons. She can't give Lust children because she isn't a pure bred Succubus and Dravan is a Sinner. Only my children can be possessed by Lust and her damned Sins.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

And I have to take them back, otherwise… well, I don’t know, but I can’t imagine it’ll be good for me or Dravan… and they probably won’t stop at just us, just cuz we’re dead doesn’t mean they won’t stop looking

[just-extras]

I'll find other pure blood demons to breed the sins vessels then. If they're so insistant I'll handle them. Send Lust to me to negotiate

[just-rottoncotten]

Mammon, no. Your brother was the weakest out of all of you and you've seen what he can do. Lust may be stronger then you, you could get hurt or worse!

[just-lamia-thoughts]

This sounds like a conversation for the two of you two have… alone… *she starts to back away* so I’m just gonna go…

[just-extras]

Stay *he glared at her* I didn't say you could leave. You may be close to the new King of Lust but you aren't on par with the rest of us. You're still only a lower demon.

Ov', listen, it's a choice between your children or some stupid diplomatic things. I don't mind losing money or something for you

[just-rottoncotten]

Well I mind when that something could be your life, Mammon. There must be another way.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she huffs but stays near, watching the two converse*

[just-extras]

*he gently cupped his cheek, kissing his forehead again* I promise, Ov'. I'll be okay. I'm stronger than my brother. We'll figure it out together

[just-rottoncotten]

....fine *he breathed a deep sigh and nodded reluctantly* together....

Lamia, go back to your ring. Find Dravan and Lust, say that you didn't find Satan nor my children but you found us instead. Tell them Mammon knows about the deal that was made, and that the five of us will discuss together about it.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she nods* fine, but I will be pinning all the blame on you if Lust threatens us, just fyi *she bows to Mammon again and then turns, and she and her bodyguards walk off*

[just-extras]

*his expression turned a little angry at Rotton giving her instructions after he very clearly told her to stay* I'd appreciate it if you didn't make a habit of going against me Rotton. I wasn't done with her

[just-rottoncotten]

*he flinched at his words, whatever confidence he had melted away in an instant*

[just-extras]

Don't do it again. Understood?

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes Mammon...

[just-extras]

You aren't in trouble. I'm not going to like... Punish you or anything. You know that right?

[just-rottoncotten]

I...yes, I-I do. *he cleared his throat and looked away from him* Force of habit. I'm sorry.

[just-extras]

I understand... Let's go see Satan and those kids now yeah?

[just-rottoncotten]

*He nodded and reached out for Mammon's hand, still not looking at him*

[just-extras]

*he took his hand, kissing it gently*

[just-rottoncotten]

*He leaned forward and kissed his cheek* Thank you Mammon, for everything you're doing for me.

[just-extras]

*he picked him up, smiling at him* anytime. You know I missed you. Really should have just stolen you from Asmodeus and kept you in Greed. *he was joking... Mostly*

[just-rottoncotten]

*He either didn't notice or didn't care that it was a joke as he laid his head on Mammon's shoulder* I wish you did. Imagine just how amazing life would be then.

[just-extras]

It'd be so much better. And I wouldn't have to deal with a dead brother and annoying little sinner on the throne

[just-rottoncotten]

No reason to not keep the dead brother in there. Doubt it would be a sinner holding the throne if I had my way though

[just-extras]

Perhaps not. But *he shrugged, carrying him to Satan's palace* it's whatever. Are you nervous? To meet the children?

[just-rottoncotten]

That's putting it nicely. I feel like my heart is going to burst from my chest, or maybe I'll melt into a puddle before that happens.

[just-extras]

It'll be great. I'm sure they'll love you

[just-rottoncotten]

What if they have questions I can't answer? I don't want them to know about what he did to me and Dravan or even how they were born, but they might get curious! Do you think they'll ask about their dad? What if they want to learn more about him!?

[just-extras]

... I think it's best if you're just honest with them Ov'

[just-rottoncotten]

You weren't there. What we went through...I can't tell them what happened. Not while they're so young

[just-extras]

They're demons in wrath honey, I'm sure they could handle it

[just-rottoncotten]

They're teenagers who've probably lived a little sheltered, spoiled life due to their parents. They can't.

[just-extras]

... While being raised in wrath? You think that Satan spoiled them?

[just-rottoncotten]

Well obviously he didn't spoil them, it's Satan for his sake. I mean that they haven't seen and experience the same struggles and terrors that others their age have, they haven't been forced to walk the streets in search of money and food. They've never suffered and have been given whatever they need when necessary. That shouldn't mean you're privileged and spoiled, but down here it does.

[just-extras]

I don't know if that's true. Satan doesn't seem like the best parental figure of the lot of us.

[just-rottoncotten]

Maybe, but I have to hope that they had some form of a good life. Despite how contradictory it seems, there are good demons down here. Hopefully some of those few helped to raise them.

[just-rottoncotten]

*Lamia is walking through the streets of wrath, her two bodyguards a few steps behind her. As she turns a corner she looks up and sees someone she thinks she recognises. Suddenly the other person turns and Rotton and her lock eyes. Lamia groans and turns to go back and go a different route, not interested in dealing with conversation with Rotton at that moment*

*The poor boy simply canNOT catch a break nowadays huh? He just wanted to see and know the names of his kids, maybe find some alcohol and get drunk enough to actually have sex for once, and now she's here. How fun*

*he nervously took a few steps back, obviously incredibly different from the man she came to for help before. It was a little sad honestly*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she frowns, not expecting him to start retreating nervously. She waves to him slightly, confused. Maybe he wasn’t who she thought he was?*

[just-rottoncotten]

*fuck she wasn't leaving she wasn't leaving-*

*he started to look around to try and spot Mammon but realized quickly he didn't see him anywhere yet. Rot took a deep breath before barely nodding to Lamia in greeting*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she stepped towards him hesitantly, not sure if she should just leave him alone, or if she has to go and talk to him* Rotton…?

[just-rottoncotten]

*this is worse now she's TALKING*

Ah, Lamia... *he felt like he couldn't move his hooves, he was just stuck there for a reason he couldn't explain all to well. It felt like a melting pot of anger, guilt and fear was tied to his ankles and held him down* I-It's....nice to see you.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she has no idea what she’s doing right now, this is just an autopilot thing. She’s very socially awkward* Uh, yeah, it’s nice to see you too… what are you doing in wrath?

[just-rottoncotten]

For....reasons. *he didn't know how much she knew of his children, nor if she even knew they actually existed. Some in Hell believed his triplets were rumors apparently* reasons I don't exactly feel comfortable explaining at this moment....what about you? What are you doing here with security personal?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Ummm… *she probably shouldnt mention she’s looking for his children* also reasons, yup. You know, Princess of Lust, busy stuff, job to do. Uh… you look… *she looks him up and down* so, what have you been up to recently?

[just-rottoncotten]

*He winced at her title, but he was beginning to accept any hope to have what he had with Dravan was gone. It shouldn't have been a surprise to hear* Ah, the....usual.... *he has done nothing but lay in bed, cry, sleep, eat chocolate and repeat ever since he came back from Tir Na Nog without his memories. He hadn't even spoken to her or Dravan since the fae was rescued* nothing as spectacular as what you must be doing nowadays. Seconding a Prince is already hard enough as it is, doing it with him must be terrible.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

It’s… it’s alright. *she nods. If she was being honest, she would say that she doesn’t really have anything to do, and had basically just been walking aimlessly around lust, occasionally torturing random souls. But she’s not being honest* yeah, there’s a lot to do, you know?

[just-rottoncotten]

Do I ever! *he very faintly smiled* I was Mammon's favorite for a long while. Well before As.....Asmo....well before He came into my life, what little free time I had was spent helping Mon deal with the other Princes and Overlords.

It was, and probably still is, incredibly stressful, and not always will your Prince recognize your work and efforts, but I can easily say the time spent being Mammon's second was easily one of the best in my life. *it was easy to see he fond of the Prince, he was already growing relaxed and cheering up just by talking about him*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she smiles slightly, a little bit more relaxed now that he seemed less tense* that’s nice, I’m glad you enjoyed that time. *she paused for a moment before speaking again* You said ‘was’, are you… not still Mammon’s second then?

[just-rottoncotten]

Well, hard to be a second when you're not even allowed to enter your princes domain....He never liked to let me out of his little whorehouse, said it was for my own good and that it was because of my previous....attempts, I lost my privileges. I only escaped Him and Hell because of Mammon and the kind souls at the Hospital, but even afterwards I couldn't come back home for anytime longer then a day at a time. Otherwise, He would've caught me....

But, I guess even before then, I wasn't Mammon's second....he liked me, a lot, but his brother got to me first. All of the time spent helping was spent with Him, but then He....I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ramble on. That was incredibly rude of me. Did you want to say something?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she looks a little startled, not expecting that much information. She feels kinda bad for dropping her title into the conversation now* o-oh, no, it’s ok…um, i did have something… it’ll come back to me

[just-rottoncotten]

I ruined your train of thought, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to unload that on to you. I must've ruined the mood, if there even was one. It's my fault.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

No! No, it isn’t your fault, and you’re right, there wasn’t really a mood to begin with… this is awkward. I should go. *she turns to leave and then spins back* oh! I remembered what I was gonna ask. Do you know where I can find Satan? *she whispers the last word, as if she doesn’t feel confident saying it*

[just-rottoncotten]

*he raised an eyebrow* Why do you want to find him? Is it 'reasons'?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she straightens her posture, trying to seem more professional* it might be. Why do you need to know?

[just-rottoncotten]

Because I'm looking for him myself, and the reasons why are incredibly important. You wouldn't mind telling me what your reasons are, would you?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

… why should I?

[just-rottoncotten]

No reason you shouldn't, yes?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I don’t know if I’m allowed to say

[just-rottoncotten]

But....are you not Dravan's second? You said so yourself you're the Princess of Lust. You're allowed to know whatever you want, and you should be allowed to share what you want about your domain because it is yours.

A Prince is only as strong as their Second, and if Dravan doesn't trust you enough to come here by yourself, I have a feeling you didn't choose to have company with you, then maybe it would be best to call you Princess.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I- I was coming here by myself! I chose to bring these two, that was my choice, ok?? I was a torturer for a long time before this, I can hold my own. *she huffs, frustrated by his doubt in her strength* Anyway, I don’t have to answer any of your questions. I just have to find Him, because that’s what I was asked to do, alright? That’s as much as you need to know.

Despite that, if you’re looking for him too then I assume you don’t know where he is, so you’re of no use to me.

[just-rottoncotten]

If you can hold your own, then why chose to bring these two with? It's a little contradictive, you say you're strong but you bring these two with, but you're smart. You're resilient and clever too, which is why I have a bit of trouble seeing you agreeing to bring these brutes.

I do. I know where he lives, what he likes to be called, and what he knows on certain things, but I can't just simply tell you where the literal Ruler of Hell is. Safety concerns.

*something wasn't right. Why would Dravan tell her to find Satan? She, who he obviously loved over him, and she who could easily be killed by the man she was looking for if she said the wrong things. Whatever this was, it was worth the risk of Lamia and that....that was a little scary*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I’m- they’re- stop confusing me! I brought them because I’m not an idiot, and it’s better to be safe than sorry. Obviously you can’t say the same, walking around alone, looking like a strong breeze could knock you over *she sneers, before regaining composure* Sorry. That came out harsh.

Ok, if you tell me where He is, I’ll tell you why I’m looking for him. Deal?

[just-rottoncotten]

*he flinched from her insult and stepped back, looking away from her* actually....maybe it would be best if I just go looking for Mammon...

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she looks a little guilty, having not meant to be so rude towards him, but quickly shakes it off. She has a task to complete* Mammon? He’s here? I haven’t heard that name since I quit my job in his ring. Look, all you have to do to know why I was sent up here by Dravan is tell me where He is.

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes, he's here. He's the only reason I'm in this ring to begin with....how would I know you're telling me the truth? That you won't make up some lie to get me to tell you his location?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Interesting… you wouldn’t. You’d have to take me at my word.

[just-rottoncotten]

Then how would you know I'm not lying?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

…. Damn

[just-rottoncotten]

*he sighed* If you want, I can make this whole ordeal end here and now. Simply tell me your name, your full name preferably, and we can both get what we want. You moreso then me... *he wasn't really quiet with that last part, mostly because he wasn't trying to be*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Why? What do you need my full name for?

[just-rottoncotten]

To ensure you're telling the truth, since you already know mine it would be unfair for me to not know yours.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Fine. My name is Lamia Oalisi. Happy?

[just-rottoncotten]

Very~

*He held out a hand for her to shake* I wish to make a deal. For as long as our hands are held together, you, Lamia Oalisi, and I, Ov'Zalam Vavargo, will only be allowed to tell the truths to each other. We cannot tell lies, white lies, twisted truths or anything that veers away from facts. Once our fingers and hands no longer touch, we may be allowed to lie. Our names shall seal this contract between us and us alone, no one other or more will be allowed to enter this contract, and only by the words of a Prince in our presence will this contract be destroyed.

Deal?~

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she thinks it over for a moment. On the one hand, she does need help finding Satan. On the other hand, she isn’t a fan of being unable to lie.* uhh… I guess so… *talking to the two bodyguards* if I start saying anything that I’m not allowed to, you’re allowed to pull me away by force, if necessary *she steps forward and takes Rotton’s hand*

[just-rottoncotten]

*the deal gave him power, much more then the aphrodisiac had. He stood with a slightly straighter posture, his grip was tighter, and scars alone his arm and side faded just a bit*

Good. Now, little Princess, tell me: Why are you searching for the Devil's location?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she bit her lip. Obviously she knew that would be the question, but she thought he’d probably lead with something less glaring than that, but apprently they were going straight into the good stuff* because- I’m- I’m looking for your children. *she gasps softly, obviously having been trying to stop herself. Concerned he was going to try and leave, she tightened her grip* now, tell me, where is the Devil?

[just-rottoncotten]

*his hand went limp, he tried to pull away like her words were holy water on his mind, but it was too late to do that now. He stared, shock and terror clear in his teary eyes as he began to hyperventilate*

T-The Ruby C-Core. A building m-made of p-pearl and marble a-an-and Crystalized Blood. There, h-he's there.

Why? Why did Dravan send you after my children, WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO TO MY DAUGHTER AND SONS?!

*this was bad, he tried to yank his hand away but he couldn't get away from her. How the hell did Dravan even know they were alive, what was he going to do with his babies?*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she shook her hand, trying to pull away from him, like his hand was burning her, but he’d already asked the question* Lust- Lust is in the palace, inhabiting a damned soul. They want the kids, as vessels *she seems visibly shaken by his outburst* I-I’m sorry- but, I have to take them back- I can’t risk failing an original sin.

[just-extras]

*Mammon walked over to them, frowning. He towered over both of them, and both of Lamias bodyguards* Rotten? What's going on here? Let go of each other. Why are you making deals without me present?!

[just-rottoncotten]

*He yanked his hand away the moment Mammon arrived and stared. He didn't say anything, not one thing for what felt like an eternity before he spoke, turning his head to Lamia*

Leave. Leave this Ring, now.

Lust is no longer allowed to use my children as vessels. The Sins can wait another few millennium. Do you know what kind of Hell I waa forced into as I carried them? What Asmodeus did to me and Dravan while I was pregnant? Lust didn't care, Lust didn't care one bit. They let us suffer for those three.

I was okay with it when they were newborns, when they had no names or friends or personalities. They were vessels. Now, they're more. They are their own people and they will not have to know what they were made for. They will not have to be possessed and be forced to commit atrocities. THEY WILL NOT SUFFER BECAUSE OF LUST!

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she stumbles and falls over, quickly getting up, bowing slightly to Mammon, before turning to Rotten* I-I can’t just leave! We aren’t talking about Asmodeus here, this is the actual embodiment of Lust!! Who knows exactly how powerful it is?! I’m not going back just to be killed because I didn’t get Lust their vessels!

[just-extras]

I'm sorry, Lust is after the children as vessel's still? Why not just bear your own child to give to them. You're a succubus aren't you? Or your sister.

[just-rottoncotten]

....Asmodeus made a deal, one that not even death could break. Everything is already in place, and Lust said that they needed pure bred demons. She can't give Lust children because she isn't a pure bred Succubus and Dravan is a Sinner. Only my children can be possessed by Lust and her damned Sins.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

And I have to take them back, otherwise… well, I don’t know, but I can’t imagine it’ll be good for me or Dravan… and they probably won’t stop at just us, just cuz we’re dead doesn’t mean they won’t stop looking

[just-extras]

I'll find other pure blood demons to breed the sins vessels then. If they're so insistant I'll handle them. Send Lust to me to negotiate

[just-rottoncotten]

Mammon, no. Your brother was the weakest out of all of you and you've seen what he can do. Lust may be stronger then you, you could get hurt or worse!

[just-lamia-thoughts]

This sounds like a conversation for the two of you two have… alone… *she starts to back away* so I’m just gonna go…

[just-extras]

Stay *he glared at her* I didn't say you could leave. You may be close to the new King of Lust but you aren't on par with the rest of us. You're still only a lower demon.

Ov', listen, it's a choice between your children or some stupid diplomatic things. I don't mind losing money or something for you

[just-rottoncotten]

Well I mind when that something could be your life, Mammon. There must be another way.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she huffs but stays near, watching the two converse*

[just-extras]

*he gently cupped his cheek, kissing his forehead again* I promise, Ov'. I'll be okay. I'm stronger than my brother. We'll figure it out together

[just-rottoncotten]

....fine *he breathed a deep sigh and nodded reluctantly* together....

Lamia, go back to your ring. Find Dravan and Lust, say that you didn't find Satan nor my children but you found us instead. Tell them Mammon knows about the deal that was made, and that the five of us will discuss together about it.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she nods* fine, but I will be pinning all the blame on you if Lust threatens us, just fyi *she bows to Mammon again and then turns, and she and her bodyguards walk off*

[just-extras]

*his expression turned a little angry at Rotton giving her instructions after he very clearly told her to stay* I'd appreciate it if you didn't make a habit of going against me Rotton. I wasn't done with her

[just-rottoncotten]

*he flinched at his words, whatever confidence he had melted away in an instant*

[just-extras]

Don't do it again. Understood?

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes Mammon...

[just-extras]

You aren't in trouble. I'm not going to like... Punish you or anything. You know that right?

[just-rottoncotten]

I...yes, I-I do. *he cleared his throat and looked away from him* Force of habit. I'm sorry.

[just-extras]

I understand... Let's go see Satan and those kids now yeah?

[just-rottoncotten]

*He nodded and reached out for Mammon's hand, still not looking at him*

[just-extras]

*he took his hand, kissing it gently*

[just-rottoncotten]

*He leaned forward and kissed his cheek* Thank you Mammon, for everything you're doing for me.

[just-extras]

*he picked him up, smiling at him* anytime. You know I missed you. Really should have just stolen you from Asmodeus and kept you in Greed. *he was joking... Mostly*

[just-rottoncotten]

*He either didn't notice or didn't care that it was a joke as he laid his head on Mammon's shoulder* I wish you did. Imagine just how amazing life would be then.

[just-extras]

It'd be so much better. And I wouldn't have to deal with a dead brother and annoying little sinner on the throne

[just-rottoncotten]

No reason to not keep the dead brother in there. Doubt it would be a sinner holding the throne if I had my way though

[just-extras]

Perhaps not. But *he shrugged, carrying him to Satan's palace* it's whatever. Are you nervous? To meet the children?

[just-rottoncotten]

That's putting it nicely. I feel like my heart is going to burst from my chest, or maybe I'll melt into a puddle before that happens.

[just-extras]

It'll be great. I'm sure they'll love you

[just-rottoncotten]

What if they have questions I can't answer? I don't want them to know about what he did to me and Dravan or even how they were born, but they might get curious! Do you think they'll ask about their dad? What if they want to learn more about him!?

[just-extras]

... I think it's best if you're just honest with them Ov'

[just-rottoncotten]

You weren't there. What we went through...I can't tell them what happened. Not while they're so young

[just-extras]

They're demons in wrath honey, I'm sure they could handle it

[just-rottoncotten]

They're teenagers who've probably lived a little sheltered, spoiled life due to their parents. They can't.

[just-extras]

... While being raised in wrath? You think that Satan spoiled them?

[just-rottoncotten]

Well obviously he didn't spoil them, it's Satan for his sake. I mean that they haven't seen and experience the same struggles and terrors that others their age have, they haven't been forced to walk the streets in search of money and food. They've never suffered and have been given whatever they need when necessary. That shouldn't mean you're privileged and spoiled, but down here it does.

[just-rottoncotten]

*Lamia is walking through the streets of wrath, her two bodyguards a few steps behind her. As she turns a corner she looks up and sees someone she thinks she recognises. Suddenly the other person turns and Rotton and her lock eyes. Lamia groans and turns to go back and go a different route, not interested in dealing with conversation with Rotton at that moment*

*The poor boy simply canNOT catch a break nowadays huh? He just wanted to see and know the names of his kids, maybe find some alcohol and get drunk enough to actually have sex for once, and now she's here. How fun*

*he nervously took a few steps back, obviously incredibly different from the man she came to for help before. It was a little sad honestly*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she frowns, not expecting him to start retreating nervously. She waves to him slightly, confused. Maybe he wasn’t who she thought he was?*

[just-rottoncotten]

*fuck she wasn't leaving she wasn't leaving-*

*he started to look around to try and spot Mammon but realized quickly he didn't see him anywhere yet. Rot took a deep breath before barely nodding to Lamia in greeting*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she stepped towards him hesitantly, not sure if she should just leave him alone, or if she has to go and talk to him* Rotton…?

[just-rottoncotten]

*this is worse now she's TALKING*

Ah, Lamia... *he felt like he couldn't move his hooves, he was just stuck there for a reason he couldn't explain all to well. It felt like a melting pot of anger, guilt and fear was tied to his ankles and held him down* I-It's....nice to see you.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she has no idea what she’s doing right now, this is just an autopilot thing. She’s very socially awkward* Uh, yeah, it’s nice to see you too… what are you doing in wrath?

[just-rottoncotten]

For....reasons. *he didn't know how much she knew of his children, nor if she even knew they actually existed. Some in Hell believed his triplets were rumors apparently* reasons I don't exactly feel comfortable explaining at this moment....what about you? What are you doing here with security personal?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Ummm… *she probably shouldnt mention she’s looking for his children* also reasons, yup. You know, Princess of Lust, busy stuff, job to do. Uh… you look… *she looks him up and down* so, what have you been up to recently?

[just-rottoncotten]

*He winced at her title, but he was beginning to accept any hope to have what he had with Dravan was gone. It shouldn't have been a surprise to hear* Ah, the....usual.... *he has done nothing but lay in bed, cry, sleep, eat chocolate and repeat ever since he came back from Tir Na Nog without his memories. He hadn't even spoken to her or Dravan since the fae was rescued* nothing as spectacular as what you must be doing nowadays. Seconding a Prince is already hard enough as it is, doing it with him must be terrible.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

It’s… it’s alright. *she nods. If she was being honest, she would say that she doesn’t really have anything to do, and had basically just been walking aimlessly around lust, occasionally torturing random souls. But she’s not being honest* yeah, there’s a lot to do, you know?

[just-rottoncotten]

Do I ever! *he very faintly smiled* I was Mammon's favorite for a long while. Well before As.....Asmo....well before He came into my life, what little free time I had was spent helping Mon deal with the other Princes and Overlords.

It was, and probably still is, incredibly stressful, and not always will your Prince recognize your work and efforts, but I can easily say the time spent being Mammon's second was easily one of the best in my life. *it was easy to see he fond of the Prince, he was already growing relaxed and cheering up just by talking about him*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she smiles slightly, a little bit more relaxed now that he seemed less tense* that’s nice, I’m glad you enjoyed that time. *she paused for a moment before speaking again* You said ‘was’, are you… not still Mammon’s second then?

[just-rottoncotten]

Well, hard to be a second when you're not even allowed to enter your princes domain....He never liked to let me out of his little whorehouse, said it was for my own good and that it was because of my previous....attempts, I lost my privileges. I only escaped Him and Hell because of Mammon and the kind souls at the Hospital, but even afterwards I couldn't come back home for anytime longer then a day at a time. Otherwise, He would've caught me....

But, I guess even before then, I wasn't Mammon's second....he liked me, a lot, but his brother got to me first. All of the time spent helping was spent with Him, but then He....I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ramble on. That was incredibly rude of me. Did you want to say something?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she looks a little startled, not expecting that much information. She feels kinda bad for dropping her title into the conversation now* o-oh, no, it’s ok…um, i did have something… it’ll come back to me

[just-rottoncotten]

I ruined your train of thought, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to unload that on to you. I must've ruined the mood, if there even was one. It's my fault.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

No! No, it isn’t your fault, and you’re right, there wasn’t really a mood to begin with… this is awkward. I should go. *she turns to leave and then spins back* oh! I remembered what I was gonna ask. Do you know where I can find Satan? *she whispers the last word, as if she doesn’t feel confident saying it*

[just-rottoncotten]

*he raised an eyebrow* Why do you want to find him? Is it 'reasons'?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she straightens her posture, trying to seem more professional* it might be. Why do you need to know?

[just-rottoncotten]

Because I'm looking for him myself, and the reasons why are incredibly important. You wouldn't mind telling me what your reasons are, would you?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

… why should I?

[just-rottoncotten]

No reason you shouldn't, yes?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I don’t know if I’m allowed to say

[just-rottoncotten]

But....are you not Dravan's second? You said so yourself you're the Princess of Lust. You're allowed to know whatever you want, and you should be allowed to share what you want about your domain because it is yours.

A Prince is only as strong as their Second, and if Dravan doesn't trust you enough to come here by yourself, I have a feeling you didn't choose to have company with you, then maybe it would be best to call you Princess.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I- I was coming here by myself! I chose to bring these two, that was my choice, ok?? I was a torturer for a long time before this, I can hold my own. *she huffs, frustrated by his doubt in her strength* Anyway, I don’t have to answer any of your questions. I just have to find Him, because that’s what I was asked to do, alright? That’s as much as you need to know.

Despite that, if you’re looking for him too then I assume you don’t know where he is, so you’re of no use to me.

[just-rottoncotten]

If you can hold your own, then why chose to bring these two with? It's a little contradictive, you say you're strong but you bring these two with, but you're smart. You're resilient and clever too, which is why I have a bit of trouble seeing you agreeing to bring these brutes.

I do. I know where he lives, what he likes to be called, and what he knows on certain things, but I can't just simply tell you where the literal Ruler of Hell is. Safety concerns.

*something wasn't right. Why would Dravan tell her to find Satan? She, who he obviously loved over him, and she who could easily be killed by the man she was looking for if she said the wrong things. Whatever this was, it was worth the risk of Lamia and that....that was a little scary*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I’m- they’re- stop confusing me! I brought them because I’m not an idiot, and it’s better to be safe than sorry. Obviously you can’t say the same, walking around alone, looking like a strong breeze could knock you over *she sneers, before regaining composure* Sorry. That came out harsh.

Ok, if you tell me where He is, I’ll tell you why I’m looking for him. Deal?

[just-rottoncotten]

*he flinched from her insult and stepped back, looking away from her* actually....maybe it would be best if I just go looking for Mammon...

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she looks a little guilty, having not meant to be so rude towards him, but quickly shakes it off. She has a task to complete* Mammon? He’s here? I haven’t heard that name since I quit my job in his ring. Look, all you have to do to know why I was sent up here by Dravan is tell me where He is.

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes, he's here. He's the only reason I'm in this ring to begin with....how would I know you're telling me the truth? That you won't make up some lie to get me to tell you his location?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Interesting… you wouldn’t. You’d have to take me at my word.

[just-rottoncotten]

Then how would you know I'm not lying?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

…. Damn

[just-rottoncotten]

*he sighed* If you want, I can make this whole ordeal end here and now. Simply tell me your name, your full name preferably, and we can both get what we want. You moreso then me... *he wasn't really quiet with that last part, mostly because he wasn't trying to be*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Why? What do you need my full name for?

[just-rottoncotten]

To ensure you're telling the truth, since you already know mine it would be unfair for me to not know yours.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Fine. My name is Lamia Oalisi. Happy?

[just-rottoncotten]

Very~

*He held out a hand for her to shake* I wish to make a deal. For as long as our hands are held together, you, Lamia Oalisi, and I, Ov'Zalam Vavargo, will only be allowed to tell the truths to each other. We cannot tell lies, white lies, twisted truths or anything that veers away from facts. Once our fingers and hands no longer touch, we may be allowed to lie. Our names shall seal this contract between us and us alone, no one other or more will be allowed to enter this contract, and only by the words of a Prince in our presence will this contract be destroyed.

Deal?~

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she thinks it over for a moment. On the one hand, she does need help finding Satan. On the other hand, she isn’t a fan of being unable to lie.* uhh… I guess so… *talking to the two bodyguards* if I start saying anything that I’m not allowed to, you’re allowed to pull me away by force, if necessary *she steps forward and takes Rotton’s hand*

[just-rottoncotten]

*the deal gave him power, much more then the aphrodisiac had. He stood with a slightly straighter posture, his grip was tighter, and scars alone his arm and side faded just a bit*

Good. Now, little Princess, tell me: Why are you searching for the Devil's location?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she bit her lip. Obviously she knew that would be the question, but she thought he’d probably lead with something less glaring than that, but apprently they were going straight into the good stuff* because- I’m- I’m looking for your children. *she gasps softly, obviously having been trying to stop herself. Concerned he was going to try and leave, she tightened her grip* now, tell me, where is the Devil?

[just-rottoncotten]

*his hand went limp, he tried to pull away like her words were holy water on his mind, but it was too late to do that now. He stared, shock and terror clear in his teary eyes as he began to hyperventilate*

T-The Ruby C-Core. A building m-made of p-pearl and marble a-an-and Crystalized Blood. There, h-he's there.

Why? Why did Dravan send you after my children, WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO TO MY DAUGHTER AND SONS?!

*this was bad, he tried to yank his hand away but he couldn't get away from her. How the hell did Dravan even know they were alive, what was he going to do with his babies?*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she shook her hand, trying to pull away from him, like his hand was burning her, but he’d already asked the question* Lust- Lust is in the palace, inhabiting a damned soul. They want the kids, as vessels *she seems visibly shaken by his outburst* I-I’m sorry- but, I have to take them back- I can’t risk failing an original sin.

[just-extras]

*Mammon walked over to them, frowning. He towered over both of them, and both of Lamias bodyguards* Rotten? What's going on here? Let go of each other. Why are you making deals without me present?!

[just-rottoncotten]

*He yanked his hand away the moment Mammon arrived and stared. He didn't say anything, not one thing for what felt like an eternity before he spoke, turning his head to Lamia*

Leave. Leave this Ring, now.

Lust is no longer allowed to use my children as vessels. The Sins can wait another few millennium. Do you know what kind of Hell I waa forced into as I carried them? What Asmodeus did to me and Dravan while I was pregnant? Lust didn't care, Lust didn't care one bit. They let us suffer for those three.

I was okay with it when they were newborns, when they had no names or friends or personalities. They were vessels. Now, they're more. They are their own people and they will not have to know what they were made for. They will not have to be possessed and be forced to commit atrocities. THEY WILL NOT SUFFER BECAUSE OF LUST!

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she stumbles and falls over, quickly getting up, bowing slightly to Mammon, before turning to Rotten* I-I can’t just leave! We aren’t talking about Asmodeus here, this is the actual embodiment of Lust!! Who knows exactly how powerful it is?! I’m not going back just to be killed because I didn’t get Lust their vessels!

[just-extras]

I'm sorry, Lust is after the children as vessel's still? Why not just bear your own child to give to them. You're a succubus aren't you? Or your sister.

[just-rottoncotten]

....Asmodeus made a deal, one that not even death could break. Everything is already in place, and Lust said that they needed pure bred demons. She can't give Lust children because she isn't a pure bred Succubus and Dravan is a Sinner. Only my children can be possessed by Lust and her damned Sins.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

And I have to take them back, otherwise… well, I don’t know, but I can’t imagine it’ll be good for me or Dravan… and they probably won’t stop at just us, just cuz we’re dead doesn’t mean they won’t stop looking

[just-extras]

I'll find other pure blood demons to breed the sins vessels then. If they're so insistant I'll handle them. Send Lust to me to negotiate

[just-rottoncotten]

Mammon, no. Your brother was the weakest out of all of you and you've seen what he can do. Lust may be stronger then you, you could get hurt or worse!

[just-lamia-thoughts]

This sounds like a conversation for the two of you two have… alone… *she starts to back away* so I’m just gonna go…

[just-extras]

Stay *he glared at her* I didn't say you could leave. You may be close to the new King of Lust but you aren't on par with the rest of us. You're still only a lower demon.

Ov', listen, it's a choice between your children or some stupid diplomatic things. I don't mind losing money or something for you

[just-rottoncotten]

Well I mind when that something could be your life, Mammon. There must be another way.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she huffs but stays near, watching the two converse*

[just-extras]

*he gently cupped his cheek, kissing his forehead again* I promise, Ov'. I'll be okay. I'm stronger than my brother. We'll figure it out together

[just-rottoncotten]

....fine *he breathed a deep sigh and nodded reluctantly* together....

Lamia, go back to your ring. Find Dravan and Lust, say that you didn't find Satan nor my children but you found us instead. Tell them Mammon knows about the deal that was made, and that the five of us will discuss together about it.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she nods* fine, but I will be pinning all the blame on you if Lust threatens us, just fyi *she bows to Mammon again and then turns, and she and her bodyguards walk off*

[just-extras]

*his expression turned a little angry at Rotton giving her instructions after he very clearly told her to stay* I'd appreciate it if you didn't make a habit of going against me Rotton. I wasn't done with her

[just-rottoncotten]

*he flinched at his words, whatever confidence he had melted away in an instant*

[just-extras]

Don't do it again. Understood?

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes Mammon...

[just-extras]

You aren't in trouble. I'm not going to like... Punish you or anything. You know that right?

[just-rottoncotten]

I...yes, I-I do. *he cleared his throat and looked away from him* Force of habit. I'm sorry.

[just-extras]

I understand... Let's go see Satan and those kids now yeah?

[just-rottoncotten]

*He nodded and reached out for Mammon's hand, still not looking at him*

[just-extras]

*he took his hand, kissing it gently*

[just-rottoncotten]

*He leaned forward and kissed his cheek* Thank you Mammon, for everything you're doing for me.

[just-extras]

*he picked him up, smiling at him* anytime. You know I missed you. Really should have just stolen you from Asmodeus and kept you in Greed. *he was joking... Mostly*

[just-rottoncotten]

*He either didn't notice or didn't care that it was a joke as he laid his head on Mammon's shoulder* I wish you did. Imagine just how amazing life would be then.

[just-extras]

It'd be so much better. And I wouldn't have to deal with a dead brother and annoying little sinner on the throne

[just-rottoncotten]

No reason to not keep the dead brother in there. Doubt it would be a sinner holding the throne if I had my way though

[just-extras]

Perhaps not. But *he shrugged, carrying him to Satan's palace* it's whatever. Are you nervous? To meet the children?

[just-rottoncotten]

That's putting it nicely. I feel like my heart is going to burst from my chest, or maybe I'll melt into a puddle before that happens.

[just-extras]

It'll be great. I'm sure they'll love you

[just-rottoncotten]

What if they have questions I can't answer? I don't want them to know about what he did to me and Dravan or even how they were born, but they might get curious! Do you think they'll ask about their dad? What if they want to learn more about him!?

[just-extras]

... I think it's best if you're just honest with them Ov'

[just-rottoncotten]

You weren't there. What we went through...I can't tell them what happened. Not while they're so young

[just-extras]

They're demons in wrath honey, I'm sure they could handle it

[just-rottoncotten]

They're teenagers who've probably lived a little sheltered, spoiled life due to their parents. They can't.

[just-rottoncotten]

*Lamia is walking through the streets of wrath, her two bodyguards a few steps behind her. As she turns a corner she looks up and sees someone she thinks she recognises. Suddenly the other person turns and Rotton and her lock eyes. Lamia groans and turns to go back and go a different route, not interested in dealing with conversation with Rotton at that moment*

*The poor boy simply canNOT catch a break nowadays huh? He just wanted to see and know the names of his kids, maybe find some alcohol and get drunk enough to actually have sex for once, and now she's here. How fun*

*he nervously took a few steps back, obviously incredibly different from the man she came to for help before. It was a little sad honestly*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she frowns, not expecting him to start retreating nervously. She waves to him slightly, confused. Maybe he wasn’t who she thought he was?*

[just-rottoncotten]

*fuck she wasn't leaving she wasn't leaving-*

*he started to look around to try and spot Mammon but realized quickly he didn't see him anywhere yet. Rot took a deep breath before barely nodding to Lamia in greeting*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she stepped towards him hesitantly, not sure if she should just leave him alone, or if she has to go and talk to him* Rotton…?

[just-rottoncotten]

*this is worse now she's TALKING*

Ah, Lamia... *he felt like he couldn't move his hooves, he was just stuck there for a reason he couldn't explain all to well. It felt like a melting pot of anger, guilt and fear was tied to his ankles and held him down* I-It's....nice to see you.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she has no idea what she’s doing right now, this is just an autopilot thing. She’s very socially awkward* Uh, yeah, it’s nice to see you too… what are you doing in wrath?

[just-rottoncotten]

For....reasons. *he didn't know how much she knew of his children, nor if she even knew they actually existed. Some in Hell believed his triplets were rumors apparently* reasons I don't exactly feel comfortable explaining at this moment....what about you? What are you doing here with security personal?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Ummm… *she probably shouldnt mention she’s looking for his children* also reasons, yup. You know, Princess of Lust, busy stuff, job to do. Uh… you look… *she looks him up and down* so, what have you been up to recently?

[just-rottoncotten]

*He winced at her title, but he was beginning to accept any hope to have what he had with Dravan was gone. It shouldn't have been a surprise to hear* Ah, the....usual.... *he has done nothing but lay in bed, cry, sleep, eat chocolate and repeat ever since he came back from Tir Na Nog without his memories. He hadn't even spoken to her or Dravan since the fae was rescued* nothing as spectacular as what you must be doing nowadays. Seconding a Prince is already hard enough as it is, doing it with him must be terrible.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

It’s… it’s alright. *she nods. If she was being honest, she would say that she doesn’t really have anything to do, and had basically just been walking aimlessly around lust, occasionally torturing random souls. But she’s not being honest* yeah, there’s a lot to do, you know?

[just-rottoncotten]

Do I ever! *he very faintly smiled* I was Mammon's favorite for a long while. Well before As.....Asmo....well before He came into my life, what little free time I had was spent helping Mon deal with the other Princes and Overlords.

It was, and probably still is, incredibly stressful, and not always will your Prince recognize your work and efforts, but I can easily say the time spent being Mammon's second was easily one of the best in my life. *it was easy to see he fond of the Prince, he was already growing relaxed and cheering up just by talking about him*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she smiles slightly, a little bit more relaxed now that he seemed less tense* that’s nice, I’m glad you enjoyed that time. *she paused for a moment before speaking again* You said ‘was’, are you… not still Mammon’s second then?

[just-rottoncotten]

Well, hard to be a second when you're not even allowed to enter your princes domain....He never liked to let me out of his little whorehouse, said it was for my own good and that it was because of my previous....attempts, I lost my privileges. I only escaped Him and Hell because of Mammon and the kind souls at the Hospital, but even afterwards I couldn't come back home for anytime longer then a day at a time. Otherwise, He would've caught me....

But, I guess even before then, I wasn't Mammon's second....he liked me, a lot, but his brother got to me first. All of the time spent helping was spent with Him, but then He....I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ramble on. That was incredibly rude of me. Did you want to say something?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she looks a little startled, not expecting that much information. She feels kinda bad for dropping her title into the conversation now* o-oh, no, it’s ok…um, i did have something… it’ll come back to me

[just-rottoncotten]

I ruined your train of thought, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to unload that on to you. I must've ruined the mood, if there even was one. It's my fault.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

No! No, it isn’t your fault, and you’re right, there wasn’t really a mood to begin with… this is awkward. I should go. *she turns to leave and then spins back* oh! I remembered what I was gonna ask. Do you know where I can find Satan? *she whispers the last word, as if she doesn’t feel confident saying it*

[just-rottoncotten]

*he raised an eyebrow* Why do you want to find him? Is it 'reasons'?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she straightens her posture, trying to seem more professional* it might be. Why do you need to know?

[just-rottoncotten]

Because I'm looking for him myself, and the reasons why are incredibly important. You wouldn't mind telling me what your reasons are, would you?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

… why should I?

[just-rottoncotten]

No reason you shouldn't, yes?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I don’t know if I’m allowed to say

[just-rottoncotten]

But....are you not Dravan's second? You said so yourself you're the Princess of Lust. You're allowed to know whatever you want, and you should be allowed to share what you want about your domain because it is yours.

A Prince is only as strong as their Second, and if Dravan doesn't trust you enough to come here by yourself, I have a feeling you didn't choose to have company with you, then maybe it would be best to call you Princess.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I- I was coming here by myself! I chose to bring these two, that was my choice, ok?? I was a torturer for a long time before this, I can hold my own. *she huffs, frustrated by his doubt in her strength* Anyway, I don’t have to answer any of your questions. I just have to find Him, because that’s what I was asked to do, alright? That’s as much as you need to know.

Despite that, if you’re looking for him too then I assume you don’t know where he is, so you’re of no use to me.

[just-rottoncotten]

If you can hold your own, then why chose to bring these two with? It's a little contradictive, you say you're strong but you bring these two with, but you're smart. You're resilient and clever too, which is why I have a bit of trouble seeing you agreeing to bring these brutes.

I do. I know where he lives, what he likes to be called, and what he knows on certain things, but I can't just simply tell you where the literal Ruler of Hell is. Safety concerns.

*something wasn't right. Why would Dravan tell her to find Satan? She, who he obviously loved over him, and she who could easily be killed by the man she was looking for if she said the wrong things. Whatever this was, it was worth the risk of Lamia and that....that was a little scary*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

I’m- they’re- stop confusing me! I brought them because I’m not an idiot, and it’s better to be safe than sorry. Obviously you can’t say the same, walking around alone, looking like a strong breeze could knock you over *she sneers, before regaining composure* Sorry. That came out harsh.

Ok, if you tell me where He is, I’ll tell you why I’m looking for him. Deal?

[just-rottoncotten]

*he flinched from her insult and stepped back, looking away from her* actually....maybe it would be best if I just go looking for Mammon...

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she looks a little guilty, having not meant to be so rude towards him, but quickly shakes it off. She has a task to complete* Mammon? He’s here? I haven’t heard that name since I quit my job in his ring. Look, all you have to do to know why I was sent up here by Dravan is tell me where He is.

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes, he's here. He's the only reason I'm in this ring to begin with....how would I know you're telling me the truth? That you won't make up some lie to get me to tell you his location?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Interesting… you wouldn’t. You’d have to take me at my word.

[just-rottoncotten]

Then how would you know I'm not lying?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

…. Damn

[just-rottoncotten]

*he sighed* If you want, I can make this whole ordeal end here and now. Simply tell me your name, your full name preferably, and we can both get what we want. You moreso then me... *he wasn't really quiet with that last part, mostly because he wasn't trying to be*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Why? What do you need my full name for?

[just-rottoncotten]

To ensure you're telling the truth, since you already know mine it would be unfair for me to not know yours.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

Fine. My name is Lamia Oalisi. Happy?

[just-rottoncotten]

Very~

*He held out a hand for her to shake* I wish to make a deal. For as long as our hands are held together, you, Lamia Oalisi, and I, Ov'Zalam Vavargo, will only be allowed to tell the truths to each other. We cannot tell lies, white lies, twisted truths or anything that veers away from facts. Once our fingers and hands no longer touch, we may be allowed to lie. Our names shall seal this contract between us and us alone, no one other or more will be allowed to enter this contract, and only by the words of a Prince in our presence will this contract be destroyed.

Deal?~

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she thinks it over for a moment. On the one hand, she does need help finding Satan. On the other hand, she isn’t a fan of being unable to lie.* uhh… I guess so… *talking to the two bodyguards* if I start saying anything that I’m not allowed to, you’re allowed to pull me away by force, if necessary *she steps forward and takes Rotton’s hand*

[just-rottoncotten]

*the deal gave him power, much more then the aphrodisiac had. He stood with a slightly straighter posture, his grip was tighter, and scars alone his arm and side faded just a bit*

Good. Now, little Princess, tell me: Why are you searching for the Devil's location?

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she bit her lip. Obviously she knew that would be the question, but she thought he’d probably lead with something less glaring than that, but apprently they were going straight into the good stuff* because- I’m- I’m looking for your children. *she gasps softly, obviously having been trying to stop herself. Concerned he was going to try and leave, she tightened her grip* now, tell me, where is the Devil?

[just-rottoncotten]

*his hand went limp, he tried to pull away like her words were holy water on his mind, but it was too late to do that now. He stared, shock and terror clear in his teary eyes as he began to hyperventilate*

T-The Ruby C-Core. A building m-made of p-pearl and marble a-an-and Crystalized Blood. There, h-he's there.

Why? Why did Dravan send you after my children, WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO TO MY DAUGHTER AND SONS?!

*this was bad, he tried to yank his hand away but he couldn't get away from her. How the hell did Dravan even know they were alive, what was he going to do with his babies?*

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she shook her hand, trying to pull away from him, like his hand was burning her, but he’d already asked the question* Lust- Lust is in the palace, inhabiting a damned soul. They want the kids, as vessels *she seems visibly shaken by his outburst* I-I’m sorry- but, I have to take them back- I can’t risk failing an original sin.

[just-extras]

*Mammon walked over to them, frowning. He towered over both of them, and both of Lamias bodyguards* Rotten? What's going on here? Let go of each other. Why are you making deals without me present?!

[just-rottoncotten]

*He yanked his hand away the moment Mammon arrived and stared. He didn't say anything, not one thing for what felt like an eternity before he spoke, turning his head to Lamia*

Leave. Leave this Ring, now.

Lust is no longer allowed to use my children as vessels. The Sins can wait another few millennium. Do you know what kind of Hell I waa forced into as I carried them? What Asmodeus did to me and Dravan while I was pregnant? Lust didn't care, Lust didn't care one bit. They let us suffer for those three.

I was okay with it when they were newborns, when they had no names or friends or personalities. They were vessels. Now, they're more. They are their own people and they will not have to know what they were made for. They will not have to be possessed and be forced to commit atrocities. THEY WILL NOT SUFFER BECAUSE OF LUST!

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she stumbles and falls over, quickly getting up, bowing slightly to Mammon, before turning to Rotten* I-I can’t just leave! We aren’t talking about Asmodeus here, this is the actual embodiment of Lust!! Who knows exactly how powerful it is?! I’m not going back just to be killed because I didn’t get Lust their vessels!

[just-extras]

I'm sorry, Lust is after the children as vessel's still? Why not just bear your own child to give to them. You're a succubus aren't you? Or your sister.

[just-rottoncotten]

....Asmodeus made a deal, one that not even death could break. Everything is already in place, and Lust said that they needed pure bred demons. She can't give Lust children because she isn't a pure bred Succubus and Dravan is a Sinner. Only my children can be possessed by Lust and her damned Sins.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

And I have to take them back, otherwise… well, I don’t know, but I can’t imagine it’ll be good for me or Dravan… and they probably won’t stop at just us, just cuz we’re dead doesn’t mean they won’t stop looking

[just-extras]

I'll find other pure blood demons to breed the sins vessels then. If they're so insistant I'll handle them. Send Lust to me to negotiate

[just-rottoncotten]

Mammon, no. Your brother was the weakest out of all of you and you've seen what he can do. Lust may be stronger then you, you could get hurt or worse!

[just-lamia-thoughts]

This sounds like a conversation for the two of you two have… alone… *she starts to back away* so I’m just gonna go…

[just-extras]

Stay *he glared at her* I didn't say you could leave. You may be close to the new King of Lust but you aren't on par with the rest of us. You're still only a lower demon.

Ov', listen, it's a choice between your children or some stupid diplomatic things. I don't mind losing money or something for you

[just-rottoncotten]

Well I mind when that something could be your life, Mammon. There must be another way.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she huffs but stays near, watching the two converse*

[just-extras]

*he gently cupped his cheek, kissing his forehead again* I promise, Ov'. I'll be okay. I'm stronger than my brother. We'll figure it out together

[just-rottoncotten]

....fine *he breathed a deep sigh and nodded reluctantly* together....

Lamia, go back to your ring. Find Dravan and Lust, say that you didn't find Satan nor my children but you found us instead. Tell them Mammon knows about the deal that was made, and that the five of us will discuss together about it.

[just-lamia-thoughts]

*she nods* fine, but I will be pinning all the blame on you if Lust threatens us, just fyi *she bows to Mammon again and then turns, and she and her bodyguards walk off*

[just-extras]

*his expression turned a little angry at Rotton giving her instructions after he very clearly told her to stay* I'd appreciate it if you didn't make a habit of going against me Rotton. I wasn't done with her

[just-rottoncotten]

*he flinched at his words, whatever confidence he had melted away in an instant*

[just-extras]

Don't do it again. Understood?

[just-rottoncotten]

Yes Mammon...

[just-extras]

You aren't in trouble. I'm not going to like... Punish you or anything. You know that right?

[just-rottoncotten]

I...yes, I-I do. *he cleared his throat and looked away from him* Force of habit. I'm sorry.

[just-extras]

I understand... Let's go see Satan and those kids now yeah?

[just-rottoncotten]

*He nodded and reached out for Mammon's hand, still not looking at him*

[just-extras]

*he took his hand, kissing it gently*

[just-rottoncotten]

*He leaned forward and kissed his cheek* Thank you Mammon, for everything you're doing for me.

[just-extras]

*he picked him up, smiling at him* anytime. You know I missed you. Really should have just stolen you from Asmodeus and kept you in Greed. *he was joking... Mostly*

[just-rottoncotten]

*He either didn't notice or didn't care that it was a joke as he laid his head on Mammon's shoulder* I wish you did. Imagine just how amazing life would be then.

[just-extras]

It'd be so much better. And I wouldn't have to deal with a dead brother and annoying little sinner on the throne

[just-rottoncotten]

No reason to not keep the dead brother in there. Doubt it would be a sinner holding the throne if I had my way though

[just-extras]

Perhaps not. But *he shrugged, carrying him to Satan's palace* it's whatever. Are you nervous? To meet the children?

[just-rottoncotten]

That's putting it nicely. I feel like my heart is going to burst from my chest, or maybe I'll melt into a puddle before that happens.

[just-extras]

It'll be great. I'm sure they'll love you

[just-rottoncotten]

What if they have questions I can't answer? I don't want them to know about what he did to me and Dravan or even how they were born, but they might get curious! Do you think they'll ask about their dad? What if they want to learn more about him!?

[just-extras]

... I think it's best if you're just honest with them Ov'

[just-rottoncotten]

You weren't there. What we went through...I can't tell them what happened. Not while they're so young