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hopefully the radio demon wouldn’t be TOO surprised by the surprise visitor at this early hour, especially seeing as it was hell’s very own queen. as the door opened, a jaded smile sprawled across her features, rose colored eyes settlingg upon scarlet hues.
“ i believe the phrase goes, ‘ who’s there ’ . ” nevertheless, she allowed herself entry through the doorway as her crown curled in the briefest of moments, practically alive & furrowing in against her scalp like true roots of royalty. a small glance around the parlor spoke dozens of words needed before her scrutinous eyeline returned, less friendly than before. “ i believe i’m owed an introduction of sorts . i’m afraid i haven’t had the pleasure of meeting you, sir . ”
it’s a coy ploy, seeing as many denizens of hell knew of the powerful warlord, that whom hid within the marred statics of a radio’s frequency. before he even had a chance to speak, the woman sent a daggered glare over her shoulder to the man’s courteous shadow eyeing her over, seeing how it had a mind of its own, or so it seemed. “ & i’m afraid i haven’t had the same for your doppled friend here ; likewise, i’d find it beneficial to BOTH of us if we were to have a sit & leisurely discuss a few things . ”
back to the topic she gathered, never unwavering from her steady array of prepositioned courteousness. almost threateningly, her smile stretched in a hollow manner, offering something AKIN to friendly advice. “ it would appear to be in our best interests, of course . ”