"You're most welcome." Valak says as he raises his glass to Mimi a smile upon his face before taking a drink and then he was looking to David when his old time friend asked his question. "At my father's side of course. Listening to him preaching on how much this wasn't our fight and to stay out of it." He mutters while shaking his head. "He did? Did your father take it? I'm not sure if my father got asked, he seems to find himself on the outs of battles." Valak says with a venom tone in his voice, very clear on what he thought of his father. "Thought I'd at least get some fighting in, but like my father I turned up late for that. How was the battle? Angels put up a fight?"
A scoff was leaving Persephone's lips hearing Mimi telling her story. "They're such hypocrites up here aren't they?" She asks her now, blue hue looking over Mimi's hair before her eyes connected with Mimi's. "I know. People tell me I'm too uptight." Which if they knew her mother they'd understand why, didn't mean that Persephone liked that kind of talk when it came to herself. She didn't care if he was teasing David, but she didn't like that talk pointed at her. "How's your family, Mimi? Hope they're not getting caught up in this." She always envied Mimi and the family she got. Sometimes Persephone had to leave Mimi's house because it got too much.
A laugh escaped him, sharp and dry, his lips still around the rim of the glass as the liquid easily slid down his throat like he was a man dying of thirst -- but he wasn't, he was just a demon slowly dying on the inside. On the outside, David was aloof and sarcastic, always quick to offer a smartass quip or ruin the moment with something inappropriate -- on the inside, a storm was brewing. "Of course he did. Malbonte said jump and daddy-o would've asked how fucking high, my liege." Valak could see it, the way David's jaw clenched so fucking tight he could have, should have, broken teeth. And I'm just like my fucking father. Taking another sip, now drinking the entire contents of the cup, he sat it back down rather harshly on a broken table that had managed to stay standing. "Caught 'em by surprise -- poor fuckers barely stood a chance."
"Hypocrites -- more like hypobitch." After poking her tongue out, something Mimi did after every joke, even as one as bad as that, she finally pulled it back into her mouth and sipped on her drink; with one pinky slightly up in the air like the classy lady she thought she was. She then waved her perfectly manicured hand around in the air, the one that wasn't holding the cup full of Glyft, as if quite literally waving off Persephone's words and worries with it. "Girl, you are uptight --" A small pause as Mimi looked at her friend, plump lips slightly stretching into a barely seeable smile as she ever so slightly tilted her head to one side. "We love you for it, don't change a thing --" Another pause. "Actually, definitely change the whole no lending Mimi clothes thing 'cause I kinda hate that." Much like Persephone, Mimi had long been told she was far too much -- so she simply became even more. "You know dad, he has trouble staying away but mom's got him pretty tightly leashed right now."













