Persephone had intended on checking out the church that she'd heard about, she really had, but she'd gotten distracted when she flipped the TV on and saw what was happening down at the bridge. Ah the bridge, she had such pleasant memories of that place. People screaming, fires burning, a red-headed bitch lighting things on fire because it seemed like a good idea... good times, good times. And now they'd only be better because if that footage was right then there were Eurynome's down there having themselves a good ol' buffet snack. Persephone didn't really care much for the Legionaries since they weren't even second-class citizens by her reckoning, but they could be pretty amusing when they got going. And these ones? How could it be anything but hilarious to watch humans and their ilk scramble around trying to stop the big bad demons from nomming on their former loved ones? Persephone had laughed about the idea on her way over. They thought those demons were trouble then they really needed to pay closer attention. They weren't worth a goddamn thing when it came down to it. They'd do what they were told when they were told to do it and they operated more on instinct than anything else. You could predict what they were going to do depending on the type they were. That didn't work for the real demons.
...although Persephone was playing right into her own sin by showing up at a place just crawling with demonic excess in action. Like they even needed her help or encouragement to keep this going, but it'd help. Make everything a little bit worse and it'd play on anyone else who came her way. She wouldn't have minded if an angel or one of their excuses of a descendant tried to mess with her. Persephone wasn't a big fighter, she preferred magic and leaving the angels alone so long as they didn't bother her, but she knew how to hold her own. She'd been kicking it on this plane since Prohibition ended when the angels hadn't been shunted off yet. She knew how to take care of herself.
"You just keep on enjoying your meal," Persephone said with a grin when she passed a Eurynome, flashing it a smile. They smelled terrible. Had no one taught them that baths wouldn't kill them so long as they weren't taken in holy water? No? "If I played around with corpses all day I'd probably reek too." Her smile was replaced by an irritated frown when she realized that she was being followed. "Fuck off, man, I don't have it in me to even pretend to care." Her backhand went right through the incorporeal form. What good was being a medium if you couldn't give annoying ghosts the beating they deserved? "Seriously, not in the mood. Here to watch everyone lose their minds all over again. Gotta love how freaked humans get when you disrespect their dead."
"That was my body," the man moaned, pointing towards where the last Legionarie she'd passed was happily tearing apart a corpse that'd been crushed by something.
"Dooooooon't care, not my problem." Persephone was about to actually focus and see what she could do to piss the spirit off when she noticed a girl sat on the ground. Just sitting there, completely alive and unbothered by what was happening all around her. Persephone was about to turn on her heel and head the other way -- she didn't like children -- when she realized that wasn't a human girl. Fascinated, she couldn't remember ever meeting one since she was little, Persephone stepped right in front of the girl and looked down at her, hand on her hip. "This where they send the field trips nowadays? Damn; I fucking missed out when I was a kid." No Persephone didn't watch her mouth around normal children and sure as hell not around demon children.