Beelzebub| You can call me master (![]() ![]() @ 2013-11-15 11:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | beelzebub, dantalion |
WHO: Beelzebub and Dantalion
WHAT: Plans
WHEN: Tuesday evening (backdated)
WHERE: Diogenes club, secluded corner
WARNINGS: Demons talking
Beelzebub didn't work like most other demons. He preferred to poison things slowly. He loved decay and corruption and he had much less interest in quick fixes. He wanted the woman with the pink hair, and the way he wanted to go about it was to slowly watch her relationship crumble. When the pink-haired woman was broken and suffering, he would step in and turn her affections away. It was how he corrupted people and turned them away from God as well. This, however, was entirely motivated by self-interest. And if Dantalion wanted to help, he was fine with that.
He sat in the corner of the immortal bar and nursed a beer, waiting for Dantalion to show up.