#ocmephistorp

[jester-of-time]

"I'M NOT A CAT" (I dunno, I'm tired.)

“....” Samael had for all purposes had sunken down into his seat when the other had erupted so loudly into his office. A harsh glare that would normally send chills running, the very edge of his eye giving a stressed twitch before he barred his teeth in a forced grin. “Are you now~?”

[divina-ayla-blog]

@oc-mephistorp liked for a random starter!

The skittering of feet could be heard as the black fox slipped around behind the white haired male. She ducked from shadow to shadow, a deep violet glow being given off.

Creep a bit forward, just a little more...pounce! Leaping into the air, the fox landed on Mephisto’s back between his shoulder blades. Not a second later there was a poof and Ayla wrapped her arms around the males neck with a grin. “Caught you!”

[divina-ayla-blog]

@oc-mephistorp

“Jeez. I’m late—eh?” Ayla was trying to get back home, having just come back from a quiet walk around town. Well it had been quiet. She stopped at a certain intersection, picking up on something familiar. Not something she knew but it was familiar. “What is th—” Pressure formed against her back as she was knocked forward slightly.

Did someone just run into her?!

“Hey watch were you’re going!”

[jester-of-time]

@oc-mephistorp

“My, my how interesting.” The demon king, leaned forward a small grin pulling on his features. “What brings you here to my office?” Someone by the name Mephisto had entered this world. Oh how he was amused. “Take a seat, would you like something to eat or drink~?”

[enemyofassiah]

He'd leave a nice piece of diamond jewelry for Ayla, along with some pink roses and a LOT of chocolates.

Ayla found her cheeks going red, before she looked over at the rose and chocolate and the piece of jewelry. “....Th-anks.” She murmured slightly embarrassed before looking away and getting the roses a container of water for them.

[enemyofassiah]

@oc-mephistorp

Ayla rolled her shoulders, exiting the grocery store with a small bag of two items in her hand. She was on her way home, after getting herself dinner for later. Following the familiar road to her house, she paused, sixth sense flashing all sorts of alerts in her head.

“...A demon?” Shifting the bag she followed the trail to investigate, coming across a male along the way. The scent, the energy, it was all coming from him. “Who are you?”

[ardenswings-blog]

@oc-mephistorp

“What do you want demon?” The words left as if they had a venom that could kill him on the spot. He didn’t know why a demon was wondering the human realm, though it couldn’t be for good, that’s for sure.