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Post by Magnus on Aug 6, 2011 23:04:03 GMT -6
Mr. Cassius and Ms. Ripley were returning to the Pride Castle after their little hiatus. The boss had gone to section eight for a while, Felix was certain, and he didn't want to get caught in the crossfire. So they'd given the boss some time to cool down, so to speak, so they wouldn't end up fucked- Both literally and figuratively. It wasn't so bad, really, being away from home for a while. It helped that Marian Havas' apartment was filled with some pretty good food and was awfully comfortable.
Once Mr. Cassius walked in, though, he realized something. . Something was off. The interior of the Pride Castle looked much, much different than he remembered. There was no human furniture. There were no slaves being carted around. It didn't look like a glamorous house of horrors. It looked like Lilith had redesigned the place or something.
He gave Vera a strange look, wondering if she knew what the hell was going on.
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Post by LiraLera on Aug 7, 2011 9:26:47 GMT -6
Ms. Ripley was just as confused as Mr. Cassius, she looked back up at him with just a confused expression as he wore, if not more. Yeah, nothing was as it should have been and she knew the boss wouldn’t have a change of heart. He’d had some of the human furniture for millennia; he was quite attached to all of it. The design choices didn’t immediately jump out at her, but she was not the detail-oriented of the two.
“The fuck is this baloney?!” she finally voiced their confusion, “Where’s the boss? He’s lost a screw’r two.”
They weren’t greeted at the door, either. There was simply a bunch of pride demons scurrying around, cleaning, boarding up windows, hauling… carcasses?
“Looks like we missed a party, right Mr. Cassius?” she said, sounding obviously annoyed and disappointed, “A real nifty one, too.”
She looked around for the boss, but didn’t see him anywhere.
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Post by Soprano on Aug 7, 2011 9:40:28 GMT -6
Dago was trying to get the whole damn placed fortified and cleaned up before Natalie came back downstairs. He wasn’t aware that there were powers and things involved with being the king of pride, or he might not have put forth such an effort to try to build up their defenses again. As far as he was aware, this was going to be their lives for a while, which was exhausting and frankly kind of frightening, but he had to do what he had to do for Natalie. He more than a little owed it to her and to Lilith; considering he was the weaker of the two vampires, he had to step it up a little to pick up his slack.
He hadn’t thought much about the two pride demons who had attacked him until the waltzed right into the throne room. He looked up when the doors were opened again and swore under his breath. No one else could deal with this and he had to at least try before getting Natalie to do something about it.
He jogged across the throne room to where they were standing, “Hey, this isn’t your turf anymore, get the fuck out,” he snarled at them, trying to seem much more threatening than he was.
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Post by Magnus on Aug 7, 2011 19:14:18 GMT -6
Mr. Cassius was about to answer Ms. Ripley when suddenly that vampire, the one who was Marian's fuck buddy showed up. He scowled and elbowed Vera. "Well, Ms. Ripley, look who's here," he growled. "It's our favourite daisy's little boyfriend. Why don't you scram if you don't wanna be turned into Swiss cheese with a Chicago typewriter?" What was the dewdropper doing in the boss' place anyway?
"So's your old man! Ain't our turf?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Bullshit, Ethel. Where's the boss? He ain't this ritzy." Felix gestured to the decor of the Pride Castle.
Mr. Cassius didn't like this. The fact that the bub was here and not being tortured by Lucifer was disturbing, as was the general lack of slaves, the lack of furniture. . No, even if the boss went section eight he wouldn't do that. And what was with all the carcasses anyway? Felix crossed his arms and stared at Dago, waiting for an answer.
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Post by LiraLera on Aug 11, 2011 19:04:53 GMT -6
Ms. Ripley put her hands on her hips in annoyance when they were being told off by one irate looking, though wholly unthreatening Dago, “Look, why don’tcha go back to your little sugar daddy ‘fore I get to playin’ the Empty Beer Bottle symphony on your ass!” she snarled, not taking very kindly to getting yelled at to leave, “Or did the bank close on your sorry mug?”
She took mention of Chicago typewriters as an invitation to extract her gun from the violin case she set down next to her, she hoisted it up on her hip and brandished it wildly in Dago’s direction.
“I’m surprised that the boss is lettin’ a dumbbell like you walk around without some kind of bracelets or something!” she shouted, voicing exactly what Mr. Cassius was already thinking. She wasn’t the brains after all.
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Post by Soprano on Aug 11, 2011 19:17:43 GMT -6
“Fuck off,” Dago said, bolder than he probably deserved to sound, “Your boss is dead and you will be, too if you don’t get the hell out of here.”
And just like that, Ms. Ripley’s gun was waved about. Dago cringed visibly, but didn’t move. If he was going to bluff his way out of this, he couldn’t cower, as much as he knew he was stupidly putting his life on the line. He also knew that Lucifer wasn’t dead, but that was a piece of information he’d permanently keep from the pair of demons before him.
“Now it’s my boss you’ll have to answer to,” he said, keeping that person vague for a reason.
Lilith had a lot more power, or did, than Natalie would. Natalie had a reputation, but nowhere near what Lilith had. They didn’t seem to know that Lucifer was gone, so maybe they didn’t know Lilith was locked up.
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Post by Magnus on Aug 11, 2011 19:29:49 GMT -6
Mr. Cassius had to suppress the chortles of laughter threatening to escape his lips. "Yer boss? You slay me!" he said, ultimately failing in that endeavor as a few chuckles passed through and gave way to more chuckles and more chuckles and more chuckles. "You mean Lilith? Sure, she's a skirt and all, but in the end she's just a vamp. She'd never do the boss' job and she ab-so-lutely wouldn't have the guts to stick a shiv in his back, if you catch my meaning," Felix continued. No, Mr. Cassius couldn't ever see Lilith of all people as a Lord of Sin. She wouldn't be great at the torturing people.
And besides. Mr. Cassius didn't want a new boss. Sure the boss was kind of creepy sometimes and sure sometimes after meeting with the boss he'd have a sore ass and a fulfilled libido and sure he almost qualified for section eight, but that didn't mean Felix wanted him gone.
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Post by LiraLera on Aug 11, 2011 22:54:08 GMT -6
Ms. Ripley lowered her gun to snort with laughter as well, she was in a whole lot of stitches, “Just who do you think you are. You ossified?”
This was just ridiculous, that waif of a woman wouldn’t have the guts to be able to take down the boss in any way. She continued to chortle as Mr. Cassius spoke. She didn’t want a new boss either, as much as their old was abusive and a nutter; things changing didn’t spell out good news for either this gunwoman or her partner.
“Shit, what did she ‘do’ to him? Ask him ‘cash or check?’ Wantin’ to add to stories for the Bull session? That’s a real laugh, mister!” she giggled again.
Her gun pointed toward the ground by now, she was laughing much too hard to hold it upright right then. It might seem like an overreaction by now, but she kept laughing.
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Post by Soprano on Aug 11, 2011 23:30:49 GMT -6
Dago glared at both the demons, both of which were stronger than him, if the scars on his back were an indication. If they weren’t fucking pride demons, he’d just try to get them to leave, but it was more complicated than that. They kind of had something of a right to be there, considering this was the pride circle. He didn’t mind making them vagrants, but who knew how Natalie felt about the matter and really, her opinion was the important one.
“Doesn’t matter what you think, it happened and he’s gone permanently. Now get out before you’re dealt with in a similar manner,” he tried to bully them out again, “We’ve already dealt with the waves of Lords of Sin, she should be about settled soon.”
He was hoping that the mention of fighting off the Lords of Sin would have intimidated them enough to vacate. He could have very easily been lying; he wasn’t, at least this time.
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Post by Magnus on Aug 13, 2011 1:20:03 GMT -6
Mr. Cassius couldn't stop the laughter leaving his mouth as Marian Havas' boytoy tried to threaten them. "Tell it to Sweeney, kid, and keep sayin' 'boo!' on our faces. You ain't gonna scare us, punk," he said, shaking his head. "When the boss gets his Germans on you you ain't gonna be talkin' about Lilith then. You'll be too busy screamin' for your little loverboy to come and save you again."
Felix had no idea where the boss had gone and who had redecorated the Pride Castle, but right then, he didn't really care. He gestured at Ms. Ripley. "Alright, Vera, I think it's about to show this goof exactly who is in charge around here, dontcha think?" he asked, smiling his wolfish smile down at Dago. "Hell I don't even think the boss would mind too much if you happened to bump him off." It wasn't like Dago was Marian or anything.
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