Club

@Minatozaki Sana [her fit: https://64.media.tumblr.com/0ba8b8fcb103f4b2efdb04b1214500e6/ded59c6f5b4eca5a-18/s400x600/20f11c235f85518f79a4cbe8c1e9a3686803fb2a.gifv]

momo was rolling her eyes all along at you as you tugged on her, not to mention the words uttered about grinding on someone, a stranger or even the demoness, causing her to scoff under her breath in amusement. "you'd love that a lot wouldn't you, kitten?" her words are low, taunting as her eyes flash a bright ruby red, her head shaking as she rolled her shoulders back, getting out the little kinks and knots there as her eyes flutter shut and she emits a deep breath. the bass from the club music pumping in her veins is enough motivation for her as the two females walked on over to the entrance of the club - a spot she visits regularly due to her transactions - her drug scheme she has going on. "what are you in the mood to drink, tonight sana?" the older woman glances over, tipping her head to the side. sana was a mere sinner, nothing more, nothing less. a bug that momo can merely crush, yet the egoistic girl felt as if she could top the succubus in things and one up her, how amusing really, only in sana's dreams definitely, it cannot be in reality.

@⊹ Cole Sprouse Upon noticing the spill, Sunoo apologized profusely, already a trembling wreck since he really didn't want to mess with this job as this was the first one he had in months and he didn't want to do other odd jobs anymore, at least here, he's in an establishment, he gets to at least be in decent clothing, and he will have a steady paycheck plus tips if he does well. Biting his lip, not even noticing what the latter did, he almost jumped at the question.

"Sir? Uhmm, y-yes, sir. Tonight is my trial as their new waiter. . . waitress. . . t-they had me put all of this because this is their newest attraction? I'm not sure too, Sir. I just took the job because I badly needed it. The manager said that I'm fully booked for tonight a-and that I should satisfy all of them and make them spend as much money as I could. . ." Realizing what he just did, he gasped softly and bowed a bit.

"I-I'm sorry for oversharing, Sir. I'm nervous. . ." Sunoo trailed off, and wiped the table clean again, hearing the latter introduce himself, he stood straight upon hearing his name being called. "I'm Sunoo, Sir. I'm sorry but I have to leave." With that, he walked off, and not far from the table where he came from he was then asked to sit among these sinners, four men to be exact, and had him sit in between two of them and he did, at this point, Sunoo is desperate to have any semblance of financial stability and even if he has to lose his ity tonight and have just to milk these men out and get as many tips as he could, he'll do that, even though he doesn't want to and is only doing this to be able to survive another month in this hell hole.

@⊹ Kim Sunoo Cole's eyes flickered up to the ethereal figure who was pouring a glass of whiskey for him, noting that some of the alcohol missed the glass and began to quickly invade the tabletop. Not wanting the liquid to land in his lap, Cole chose to use his power of manipulating reality, something he chose not to do very often as he did not want any of the overlords to try to use him for his powers. With a flick of his index and middle finger, the amber liquid seemed to evaporate in reverse, the droplets lifted off the surface, defying gravity, and merged back into the bottle leaving behind a spotless tabletop.

Cole wrapped his hand around the glass that the other poured for him and lifted it in gratitude and took a long sip. He placed the glass back onto the table and allowed himself to smile up at the male in front of him,. "Thank you for the drink," Cole spoke gently, lacing his fingers together as he rested his hands on the tabletop. Cole noticed that the other seemed to be trembling slightly, whether it was from nerves or fear, he wasn't sure. Cole's eyes wandered up to meet the other male's eyes, and gave another soft smile, wanting to reassure him that he was no harm. "Are you new here?" Cole inquired, feeling a bit curious, and then added, "I'm Cole, by the way."

@⊹ Fukutomi Tsuki ()no need to apologize, i always say i prefer slow replies than quick ones lol <3

wicked contempt and demonic trepadition, run rivulets over the veins of the beseeching woman as her fingertips tingle with a buzzing sense of electricity as it courses through her veins, her eyes hooding over as they flick from the heavens or supposedly that onto the face of the fallen angel with mere curiosity. a tip of her head is given as her lips part in a small 'o' quite shocked by this revelation no less. she wishes to question the petite angel but she keeps mum for now, storing the information in the back of her head with a mumbled promise, "we're going to have to discuss the likes of heaven and the misinformation given about there, when we have some time."

momo was about to turn briskly on her feet and walk away, but was shocked that tsuki actually decided to stay, a brow quirking as the muttering girl continued speaking causing the demoness to snort out a laugh, even rolling her eyes before huffing out a deep breath. "figures, of course, of course, you can stay in the hotel I'm staying, it's shielded as well and i have others who are similar to me, maybe some even more powerful at times who can even look after you because they answer to me, so don't worry." the woman waves a hand belatedly and then the churning smirk that was formulating on red brims curls up a little as the innocent girl stuttered, causing momo to snicker in amusement.

"you heard me little feather, you would be tempting me if you're this close, so i don't know if you're ready to be tainted or not, tsk, but just know you being close to me would be offering up yourself on a platter saying dinner is served, so if you're a-okay with that then of course, by all means darling, you're more than welcomed to stay with me." momo lips curl into a small smirk, crimson orbs flickering back to meet tsuki's and she gives her a cheeky lil' wink before laughing and moving a hand over to grip onto the woman's tiny wrist. "come on now kitten, wouldn't want you getting lost in the crowd amongst sinners now do we? maybe tonight you should just put all of your stupid beliefs - pardon my disrespect," she commented dryly, clearly not giving a rat's arse about what she said, after all an overlord such as herself doesn't care for saying anything out of the way and genuinely meaning it. because, why should she? "you could just start a new life, drink, have fun, try and enjoy the ambiance of it all, loosen up a little you're far too uptight."

@⊹ Cole Sprouse Just shy of two minutes before his first break was over, Sunoo then heard the manager of the club call for him. "Sunoo, a new face is here. Make sure that you get him to spend a lot. I don't care how you'll do it, flirt with him, kiss him, have with him, anything. You're free to use the amenities, VIP rooms, and oh, you're totally booked. Patrons want a taste of the new shiny toy~" Sunoo's unable to grasp what's about to happen to him with all of those bookings since this is something that he had never done before but the vulgar words from the manager's mouth is something that he is used to being that this is hell and always hears that but him, flirt? Offer himself for in exchange for a high tab? It made him shiver.

Making his way towards the new table, bringing his order, on his way there, he couldn't help but be so conscious of the eyes on him with how revealing his clothes are, something that he's also not used to. Sure, clubbing is one of the things that he frequently did when he was on Earth but here in hell, even being here is dangerous but because of the potential high pay he might get from the tips alone, he braved through it.

Once he reached the area where this customer was, Sunoo placed the bottle of whiskey, a bucket of ice, and a glass atop the latter's table. "Good evening, Sir. Our club offers a free bottle to our new guests and you're one of the lucky ones, here you go~" Sunoo tried his best to be as polite as possible despite him already trembling a bit, worried as to what may happen, mind clouded with thoughts of being in a private room later that he didn't notice the mess he made on the table as the whiskey spilled a bit upon pouring it.

@⊹ Kim Sunoo Cole found himself wandering into the club, which was unusual for him as he liked to spend his evenings in the bar, drowning himself in whiskey as he watched sinners from his favorite spot at the back counter. Unfortunately for him, the bar was closed tonight so he needed to find a different way to spend his evening. He had been keeping his eye on a certain sinner at the bar, one he was sure would be the perfect candidate for redemption. If he was successful, perhaps heaven would stop the cruel exterminations. Tonight, however, Cole would have to keep his eyes out for another sinner that could possibly fit the same mold, another soul that could be redeemed.

Cole glanced around at his surroundings, noting that this place looked nicer on the inside than it did on the outside. He was told he could choose a seat where ever he liked and that someone would come serve him shortly. He walked toward the back of the club and chose a table in the shadows so it would be easier to people watch without being noticed.

(Cole's outfit: https://i.pinimg.com/564x/0f/9f/72/0f9f724301f6bb0932d6aa62ff03f7bd.jpg
He only has his right wing, where his left wing was is just a stump, crisscrossed with scars)

@☫ Hirai Momo ⁂ Noticing Momo’s eyes looking towards the sky, Tsuki felt a shiver down her spine as she looked up too. “It’s all a lie up there. Everything they say is just… they don’t follow it.” she mumbled, mostly for her own benefit as she frowned, before looking down at the floor again, wiping her face with her sleeve. “As long as things get better than they are now.”
The voice from another person made her jump slightly, hands reaching out to grip onto Momo, almost having forgotten exactly where they were before she shook her head, chewing the inside of her cheek as she did so.

She didn’t quite want to leave the demon despite how uncomfortable she felt about going into the club, and she thought for a few moments before shaking her head away from the woman’s fingers, eyes glancing to the side. “I’ll stay… But I do need somewhere to stay as well…” she paused slightly before sighing. “Empty buildings are hard to find and I need somewhere, please?” she stepped closer to the demon. At the mention of powers Tsuki thought for a brief second, uncertain of whether to give things away before she shook her head, realising that keeping secrets was pointless. “I have wings so I can fly, not very well right now though. I can take peoples pain away, but I usually need water to help with that, and my blood can heal people.” she sighed slightly shaking her head again until she heard the demons next words, causing her to briefly step slightly further from the woman. “I- what?” she questioned the demon.

(I’m so sorry this took so long TT_TT )

@[H] ⊹ Cole Sprouse - 18/03 It's been another day of walking around aimlessly in this hell hole and it's almost nothing new to Sunoo but he always finds himself dwelling in the past. A year has passed since he was banished from heaven and every day, he always finds himself reminiscing of his life back then when he was an angel as opposed to now that he's a fallen one, shunned and shamed for falling into the mortals' way of celebrating or unwinding as they call it. He became too enticed, seduced even and he was soon a frequent spender at clubs, going to parties of people he barely knew, and soon enough, he forgot about his mission.

Shaking his head lightly, Sunoo wants to just forget about everything so the moment he was sent here, he did nothing but wallow in misery because he knows that he deserves only that but alas, he can't just let himself die because that's not how things work here in hell. He's been doing odd jobs left and right but he wants something more stable, to at least be able to build a semblance to what his life was before in heaven as he saw that it's possible.

Clad in his white shirt, jeans, and sneakers, he wandered around aimlessly until he saw a flyer a guy was handing out on the streets. "You seem to be down on your luck, kiddo. We have a job offer in the club for waiters and you seem to be a good fit, give it a try. I can accompany you now, I work there as a server too." Hearing about a job opportunity, Sunoo didn't even hesitate and immediately followed the man to the club, true to his words, it truly was a new job being offered to him but with a catch; he must dress up as a woman, serve drinks, and make men rack up the highest bill every night and he was approached because he was told that he looked "pretty."

With nothing to lose, though he's hesitant as this is something that he has never done before, he agreed to the job and he's put on trial tonight. Sunoo was also given clothes to wear tonight, once he got back to the club later. Going home, he did his best to prepare and once it was time, he walked back to the club from his apartment and to the best of his abilities, got ready and stepped out from behind the curtains that separated the quiet locker room from the chaotic common area of the club, focusing on serving customers and not messing up his trial night.

[] Here's what he looks like/wearing: https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e4/07/41/e407419fa938a50007b1a7cb4c66e2fa.jpg
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@⊹ Fukutomi Tsuki the reactions coming from the pure one, celestial in all her might cause a tendril of gratifying pleasure and amusement to right up her spine and encase her in a deep sense of darkness that tempts her into wanting more. a flicker of a smile toys on the demoness's lips as she hums under her breath and simply shrugs her shoulders a bit. "I don't know darling, what now for you? you have my mark on you and you're gonna be protected from being caught by any fools up there," her chin perks up to eye the sky with the shards of lightening shattering and thunder rolling, dark orbs lined with blood finally come to meet tsuki's gaze and a brow is perched as she studies the angel's demeanor a bit.

"tell me, what it is you want - but on another note, I must inform you, that demons can still chase after your tail, but once they do get a hold of you and touch you, they are bound to know you're marked, by an overlord no less, even If you were in any form of danger, your soul would be giving me signals to come find you." waving her hand around as if it's a tedious manner to explain, boring the succubus entirely, she must say that this was one of the most boring jobs she had. others got carried away and allowed momo to use them and their bodies for her fun-filled needs, but tsuki was apparently far too different, causing the woman to sneer slightly as she jerked her head back upon hearing someone calling out at her.

"yo momo! coming back?" one of her henchmen asks and jerks his head towards the inside, knowing all too well that there must be something good inside for him to warrant her attention - knowing all too well that the lust-filled demoness would dare not dream of missing it. "um, if you wish to hang out and see if selling your soul might make you succumb to the darkness of the night, you're more than welcomed to accompany me. frankly, i think the men in there would love what they see, but of course, no touching - just allow them to gaze upon your cute beauty," cooing, the woman's hand comes up to caress her jawline and clip her thumb and forefinger under her chin, giving a squeeze with a small, feral grin.

"if not, and you wish to go home, your choice, do you have somewhere you're staying? if not you can come to stay at the hotel i reside in, there are a lot of rooms you can bunk out in and close to mine too," nodding her head once, the succubus moves back, taking a couple of steps away, wanting to keep this fallen one as close as possible because she cannot bare losing such power, she'd be wrecked if she was to have another come in and steal her victory win. "keep close, don't be too far, i can always track you and find you, but when i call upon you, you better listen and come, understood? do you have any powers you own that remained from the fall?" onyx orbs flicker up to the darkening sky, signaling from heaven and then back down to the dirt-filled floor their shoes are placed on. "if so, i would need you to inform me of those, so i have an idea, what use i may have for you. selling your soul comes with a tad bit of a price, you have all of eternity with me, i might need you now and again. and you smell so sweet and pure too, might not say no to even tainting that if you would be open to it." she taunts playfully, eyes lighting up with wicked amusement.

tsuki may think she has a say in that matter, but once momo decides she's bored enough and wishes to have the fallen one's body for herself, she would take her in any form and shape - even if it's to be in the woman's dreams, having her way with her. it all depends on if tsuki is going to play hard to get, or allow her uptight self to finally lose herself and sin a bit.

()anything too much pls tell me okay <3

@☫ Hirai Momo ⁂ Hearing the woman’s comments about how she didn’t look or act her age caused the Angel to furrow her brow slightly, shaking her head as she tried to think of what to say. “It’s just different up there, you wouldn’t understand without seeing it.” she bit the inside of her cheek, trying not to sound rude or dismissive, there was just no way she could expect anyone to be able to understand heaven when they’d spent so long in hell.

The woman’s response to the kiss caused Tsuki to involuntarily tighten her hand around Momo’s upper arm, trying to brace herself and stop herself from pulling away too soon, she didn’t want to things up after all of this. Hearing the woman moan softly, she could feel her own cheeks heating up and reddening. Then at the feeling of Momo’s moving hand and her tongue being into the demonesses mouth, a surprised emanated from her before the woman pulled away. The feeling of her forehead resting on hers was somewhat pleasant, at least when she thought back over the interactions with people she’d had so far, and Tsuki couldn’t help but hum softly

Truth be told, Tsuki didn’t feel particularly reassured. Instead she felt as though something in the pit of her stomach was trying to escape. She felt as though she’d done something she really shouldn’t have done, but there was no way out now, and so she decided not to voice her concerns as she simply nodded and uttered a soft “yes.”. At least she didn’t have to
Her eyes glanced over the area around them, uncertain as to what to do now, her fingernails absentmindedly moving to scratch at the knuckles on her left hand again as she avoided eye contact for a moment. “So… what now?” she questioned.

(Hahaha no need to apologise I wouldn’t expect anything less)

@⊹ Fukutomi Tsuki If the demoness blanched at hearing the pathetic fallen one's age, she tried her best to not show it, her eyes were slightly wide in awe - because wow, who would've known that someone this naive could exist for so long? Then again, somewhere that's hell, she has no place being here, never have, probably never will - even if Momo would be doing her best to protect her wretched soul to keep, she looks on at the young angel with a soft hum being emitted. "Sounds interesting to say the least, that you don't look older whatsoever, but the benefits of being what you are after all, your personality too doesn't match either... " she might be mean by saying these things but Momo always has been the blunt type of gal and she never put a filter on - always spouting as she thinks. worked way faster than her brain to keep up.

Brushing aside the forlorn and puppy dog look the girl keeps expressing, not wishing to be swayed, even so, the woman feels disgusted when looking at how weak and defeated the creature looks. "Listen here, none of my pets, you included, because I own your soul now- none of you guys are given the time of day and room to feel whatever sort of stupid human emotion it is you're experiencing right now. You reek of desperation and depression, pain and anguish soiling your sweet, little soul - get rid of it instantly, because, it won't get you anywhere in hell darling, and you would never reach anywhere in whatever life you wish to call this as it is."

With a firm nod of her head, the dark-haired overlord brushes her lips against Tsuki's pair, a bit surprised that the petite angel took her first step, acting quite bold as she quirks an amused brow and tips her head to the side muttering against the girl's pink, luscious brims. "Deeper and sealing it better darling, don't be shy," the succubus croons lowly, the sound trembling from and vibrating against her crimson laced couplets, akin to a purr as her lips devour the older's brims, her soul out as she moans softly into the liplock, the taste of pure innocence lighting her up and making her even stronger. Momo knew she hit the jackpot with this one, an angel who's still righteous when fallen? A whole lot better than the selfish desires that others may portray.

Something about her pathetic state makes Momo wary of helping her, knowing far too well that she's going to be babysitting this idiot the entire time, but she simply gives the woman's waist a little squeeze, even sneaking a hand down and shamelessly patting her little tush with a smirk as she the girl's tongue into , languid before humming and moving back a bit. A string of saliva is captured on their lower brims and Momo's tongue swipes across the flesh slowly, breaking the attachment as her forehead rests against her little pet's one. "All done cutie, how do you feel? A bit more reassured, I hope? I would protect your soul, wouldn't wish to lose the power it gives me honestly." For once Momo actually means what she said, because this fallen angel's soul was the sweetest, most powerful soul she had in such a long time, how can she simply give that up? She'd be damned.


()Apologies for momo's mean deep thoughts, she's a and she has zero sense of emotions unless it's beneficial to her xD <3

@☫ Hirai Momo ⁂ At the mention of ages, Tsuki almost immediately cast her eyes downwards to the floor as she shook her head. “538.” she said, giving the demoness her age as she felt an odd sense of shame coming over her as she added something else. “Most of my sisters were a lot older, there were few like us under 300.” she kept her eyes cast downwards as she shook her head gently.

She shook her head in response to the woman’s next questions, looking up at her almost offended as the words ‘high and mighty’ were used. “No, it’s just in-“ she cut herself uncertain if it was appropriate for her to say heaven after being cast down. Sighing she just pointed upwards. “Back there there isn’t this kind of contact… Everyone has to keep distance so this… it’s so close.” she tried to explain, feeling herself growing frustrated at her own inability to explain anything properly, though she did her best to contain those feelings. She didn’t want to cry in front of the demon that would soon own her soul.

Tsuki nodded as well at the agreement, eyes watching the floating parchment for a moment before hearing the woman’s question. “I just know I won’t survive on my own… even now they’ve healed, my wings don’t work well anymore, I can’t get away from people fast enough. I can’t keep living like this.” her voice was desperate as she watched the words appearing on the parchment, only looking away from it at the feeling of an arm around her waist again. Tsuki did her best not to react though she couldn’t stop her hand going to hold Momo’s upper arm to steady herself.

The next words made Tsuki nod in response, knowing that this was the last part of the deal. “Yes.” she responded softly, desperate for the deal to be in place so she didn’t have to worry so much about everything, although the smile on Momo’s lips sent a feeling of both unease and fear through Tsuki. She knew that the extent of what was happening likely went deeper and further than she’d ever really understand, but her desperation was driving her to these measures as she reached up to press her lips against the demonesses red lips, just wanting to make the deal as quickly as she could.

@⊹ Fukutomi Tsuki Power over others is weakness disguised as strength, so the humans love to say, but when dealing with the kinds that Momo belonged to — in status and strength, the truth is that she's genuinely powerful and she's by far not someone weak. Maybe against an angel, one that isn't fallen like the pathetic being in front of her, but thanks to her forbidden tendencies or whatever the case was that made Tsuki banished from her heavenly father up above — Momo is quite safe. After all, she's the one that the younger is relying on — not the other way around. "I assume I'm older than you, you're not older than 300 years are you?" The dark-haired woman asks, quirking a brow and listening to all the stuttered responses that merely scream *helplessness and desperation.*

Two of the greatest things and emotions that Momo savors in with her victims, she loves having the bigger hold over another person and this situation is exactly just that. The demoness's eyes are hooded with the darkness shrouding them, her touch is tantalizing she's sure but for someone holier than thou like Tsuki here, she's positive that it's nothing positive for her. "Does my touch sting you so much that you're flinching as if it pains? Or is it because I'm too disgusting to be touching someone as high and mighty as you?" The woman drawls out lowly, eyes squinting at the other with pursed lips as she clicks her tongue once and gives a little step back.

"I would protect you, darling, that's the arrangement and the request would be down on paper, sealed with a kiss, so you got protection for the remainder of time needed," nodding her head once, the succubus looks over the other and then she snaps her fingers, producing the piece of parchment for the other and she looks at Tsuki with raised brows. "What got you so scared in your boots though? Color me intrigued." She purrs out, floating the contract around them as she mumbles under her breath stating their agreement
It starts scribbling itself on the paper and she nods once before hooking back an arm around the girl's slim waist because it seems that she would have to be the one taking charge. Even her brief brave occurrence of touching the demoness's hand, doesn't change Momo's views on the slender, petite angel.

"I'm going to kiss you now and make it all come to life and seal the deal, okay princess?" A sinister smile caresses Momo's lips as she realizes that she managed to snag another victim, another soul — meaning she can demand anything needed from the other woman anytime and anywhere she wants. Who knows maybe a celestial being damned to hell could bring something fun to the table and have the succubus enjoy everything she has to offer thoroughly. Momo never had experience with another celestial being over the years, at least not this close in contact so it should be a fun adventure.

@☼ Hwang Hyunjin As glad as she was to be out of the club and somewhere less claustrophobic, the bills being handed to her made her furrow her brow and she chewed the inside of her cheek. “You shouldn’t be giving away your money!” she responded. Then she watched the poor sinner as he turned away and as he buckled she shook her head. He’d refused help earlier but this time she wasn’t going to give him a choice. She practically marched over to him, reaching to touch his cheek, an area of exposed skin that she didn’t feel so uncomfortable touching.
“I’m not giving you an option this time.” she frowned as she spoke, keeping a hand on his cheek as she started to draw the pain out of him, watching as black veins began to spread down her fingers hoping that she’d be able to get enough of it out before the sinner would be able to get rid of her again. “It won’t last forever but it helps for a little while.”

@⊹ Fukutomi Tsuki "You've never died? Good for you then. Hopefully it stays that way because I doubt you can handle it." he rolled his eyes at her acting like a petulant child. "Clueless. How you survived thus far down here is beyond me." Hyunjin dragged her out of the club, refusing to let her go until they were out of the building. There were some guys that knew who he was that started catcalling. He pushed through and out. This club isn't for an innocent know nothing to be in. These s will consume her alive. He took her outside and released his hold, pulling his wallet out and grabbing some bills before handing it to her. "Here. Take this and just leave." he sighed as his migraine was slowly starting to come in. Maybe he shouldn't have saved her. He could have been halfway through a comatose stupor right now if he hadn't decided to pull her out. He turned to his tail to try and go back inside when a searing pain hit the nerve in his brain, making him buckle as he gritted his teeth to ride through the pain.

@☫ Hirai Momo ⁂ At the woman’s words Tsuki shook her head in exasperation. “It’s hard to talk when everything is so different. I don’t mean to cut off but I just don’t know what words fit best.” she retorted before hearing the woman talking about the itching. “No, it’s like-“ she paused for a few moments. “It doesn’t always happen, just when there’s been lots of lights or people or noise. It only really itches when there’s just too much happening.” it was the closest to an explanation she could give at that time, not really fully understanding everything that had been changing. “So many places here have just too much happening.” she exhaled loudly.

The explanation of demons and how serious they took souls left a slight smile on Tsuki’s face as she stared at Momo’s features, thankful yet surprised that the overlord was taking her time to explain things. “So, as far as the deal goes, I can trust you?” she reiterated, the smile still on her face for a few moments before looking briefly at her arm at the sensation of the woman’s finger trailing over it, before returning her attention back to the woman’s face, studying her facial expressions carefully as she spoke, her hand moving to cover her own mouth briefly at the mention of a kiss. “Words, parchment, kiss…” she repeated, trying to make sure she’d remember it.

The feeling of the hand on her waist made her shiver slightly, uncomfortable with the touch at the moment but she did her best not to react more than the involuntary shiver as she listened carefully to what the demoness was saying, her eyebrows furrowed as she tried to focus. At the question she nodded her head slightly, not entirely certain whether she was looking for an answer or whether it was more rhetorical. “Who would want to cross an overlord anyway?” she half sighed as she spoke, before taking a sharp intake of breath at the feeling of lips on her ear, causing her to hold her breath as the demoness kept speaking. The deal didn’t exactly sound like an ideal situation but Tsuki knew she needed to make a deal with Momo. She tried to picture things and weigh them up and in her mind, what she could imagine at least, torture was the favourable option to dying in the next few weeks like she suspected would happen if she didn’t make a deal with the overlord.

As the overlord moved away Tsuki let herself breathe again for a few moments before she reached out to touch the demonesses wrist, grimacing at her own forwardness before pulling her hand away and shaking her head. “I need to make this deal, please. I just… I really need your protection.” she swallowed slightly before reaching for Momo’s hand again. “So… we can make the deal now? Please? In return for my soul, you have to make sure nobody else kills me?” there was desperation in her voice as she spoke.

@☼ Hwang Hyunjin Tsuki furrowed her brow more, frowning as the man spoke more. “You might be dead already but not everyone. I’ve never died!” she responded in protest against what he was saying. She knew enough about souls to know that a good amount of the people here had once been human, just like those in heaven, although these had done something to end up ‘unworthy’ oof heaven and had been sent here instead. As the man grabbed her wrist her eyes widened and she immediately tried to pull her arm away from his grip before realising he was speaking.
“You are clearly in pain, what’s so bad about letting someone help for a short while? And I was told to meet someone here to get something from them to deliver to someone else so I could get some money and they were supposed to be here a while ago but I still have three minutes until an hour has passed and I can finally get away from all of the noise! And do you know how awkward it is standing in a corner trying to ignore everything going on is?” she could tell her choice of words made her sound like some sort of petulant brat but at this point she was irritated, confused and beginning to get overwhelmed by the constant loud noise of the building. “So if you aren’t going to accept my help can you let go of my wrist and point me in the direction of the nearest exit so I can get out as soon as these three last minutes have passed?”

@⊹ Fukutomi Tsuki "Are you going to keep cutting off your words sweetie, I'm no mind reader, I cannot tell what exactly you'd like to say and express if you don't finish off your sentence," the demon deadpans with a soft snicker and a haughty smirk playing on her luscious, crimson laced brims. Due to her clothing being rather casual and light-colored, she decided to go with a deep, blood-red lipstick, wanting to make it pop, not to mention, the matte pigments would help bind her contract with the little angel just fine without causing much of a smear in the process.

The overlord glances down at the fragile-looking fallen angel from grace, eyeing her reddened hands and she tuts her tongue out a bit, her lips once while eyeing her from head to toe in wonder if she's actually planning to gauge her skin out at this rate. "What's causing the itch? Is it an angel thing? Being in the proximity of sin causes your skin to itch the out of ya?" The woman croons out, a pleased simper plays on her beautiful features as the lights dim on the street surrounding them and blanketing them in a dark hue. She couldn't help but corner the petite woman as she looked at her from head to toe, dragging her voyeuristic and lewd gaze over her. Not Momo's type — too innocent and pure looking but just the type she'd love to ruin and corrupt before torturing in the most sinful ways.

"Anyways, princess, I'm guessing you never even cared to come to close contact with a demon before so I would tell you how it all goes down. You say what you want in the exact precise words if I'm feeling generous I may give you a little addition to the bargain you decide to take and invest in. Us demons sure, we cheat and lie and manipulate baby girl but never fear — when your soul is at the mercy of our hands and you have your soul sold for the remainder of your time— you will be sure to see that we keep our end of the deal. We take our business seriously and souls are our driving force, pretty."

Her words are mellow, sweet, and flirtatious as a slender digit runs down the woman's arm tauntingly before gliding over her chest and chuckling softly, "All I ask for you is to be straight with your words. One chance only, a kiss to seal the deal, and in a matter of snapping my fingers you get yourself a deal. A parchment with your signature would be needed with crimson flooding the ink and once that's done and the kiss happens, the parchment poofs," she dramatically and quite playfully waves a hand in the air with a small smile. "And you got yourself a demon overlord watching your back and protecting what's mine."

Momo pauses as her hand glides to the girl's tiny side, cupping her waist gently and even soothing her thumb over her covered skin with a soft hum of approval, "You would be owned by me... whatever I tell you to do you do, how high to jump if I tell you off yourself, you do so to sweetheart. But... I won't do that to you, haven't done so to any souls unless they crossed me and pissed me off. Something about you tells me that you're far too scared to tick off an overlord aren't you?" Leaning in, her lips brush the shell of the girl's helix and she smiles against the skin that's heated there, probably flushed from Momo's sinful advantages. "Think of it as you're my slave for keeps... I would have to torture your soul, meaning... torture you when that time comes. You got ten years and ten years only with this body, and soul occupying it but you aren't getting away because that little sliver of life, would be linked to me once you sign the contract. You try to run away, hide, or get out of your ten years. You would die the most horrendous and painful death and your soul would be tortured not just once till it dissipates. I would be sure to put it back to pieces, put *your* pieces back together, and rip you apart in the most painful, horrendous ways possible."

Once the overlord is finished describing in full detail her terms and conditions, her frame eases off the other from crowding her for too long, not wanting to suffocate her in any way and give her some time to think on it. However, Momo did her research, she knew the angel Tsuki was in desperate need of protection, and there's no way in hell she was about to refuse this sweet deal of an offer. After all, the succubus did her homework before targeting all her victims. She makes sure that they're that pathetic and in great need of a way out of the living hell she experiences daily. "What's your choice, buttercup?"

@⊹ Fukutomi Tsuki The other didn't seem to understand anything and it was frustrating for the sinner to explain. He took a deep breath and sighed, trying to be calm. "We're already dead sweetheart. They can stab you and you can 'die' figuratively and eventually you just wake up as if someone didn't just blow your brains out with a shotgun." he sighed.
The other looked like she was thinking, the gears in her little head turning as he spoke. He hoped that the other understood what he was saying but when she opened to say something else completely unrelated he let out a groan of frustration. He avoided her hand, grabbing her wrist and looking straight into those eyes. "Look. I don't need your help. I've been coming here since I've died and I can handle things on my own. What are you doing anyways? The club scene doesn't seem to be where you belong."

@☼ Hwang Hyunjin The confusion on her face dropped almost immediately as she looked back down to the floor again. “We…” she paused to correct herself taking a few moments to work out what she was saying. “They didn’t have any of this… it’s all new…” she mumbled. “How can someone die twenty times? Everyone I met had only died once?”
She listened to him speaking, watching him closely and furrowing her brow as he spoke, then as he spoke she sighed slightly.
“You’re in pain aren’t you? I don’t know what type of pain but I can help you for a little while?” she offered, raising a hand to offer to him. “You seem better than many… I should help you.” her voice was insistent as she stared in the demons eyes before shaking her head.

@☫ Hirai Momo ⁂ She noticed the woman beginning to approach and almost instantly looked down, half wanting to shrink away and half trying to just breathe and calm herself down until she felt the fingers on her chin, forcing her to look at as she did what she could to swallow the anxiety. She listened to the woman, averting her eyes as soon as the demon mentioned her looking uncomfortable.

“It was easy to find…” she mumbled slightly as she spoke. “It’s just too… loud?” she paused for a moment thinking for a little. “Too much in here.” she couldn’t quite think of the words that would describe the place or how overwhelmed she felt with the lights and the noise and all the crowds.

The feeling of the demon taking her hand and kissing her knuckles was surprisingly pleasant for the fallen angel and a look of confusion at the fact spread across her face before the woman’s words came. Tsuki’s hand jerked slightly as she did what she could to resist the urge to yank her hand away. “What? No its just… to stop the…” she stopped speaking, shaking her head, still unfamiliar with the anxious feelings she was now dealing with after over five hundred years of nothing but peace and pleasant emotions.

A distant look came across her face as she thought of how to answer, glad to be a little further from all the noise and crowds so she could actually think. “I won’t live here without help.” she sighed as she spoke before shaking her head defeatedly, looking towards the floor again. “I don’t want to die… You can promise that that won’t happen?” she looked back to Momo, looking the woman up and down unsure if she could really trust her. She’d always been taught that no demons were trustworthy, but there was only demons here and she needed to find someone. “How do we make this… deal?”

@⊹ Fukutomi Tsuki “Oh lord.. what are you? Stupid or something?” Hyunjin was frustrated, running his fingers through his dark locks. “Listen here. Just because they used to be mafia does not mean their temper is any better. They still have connections and if you piss them off, they’ll chase after you and kill you twenty times over. Now we are dead and in hell already. But it doesn’t make it hurt any less even if we do get revived.” He tried his best not to scream, deep breaths to the child that showed up at the club with no knowledge whatsoever. “Anyways, it’s hell, darling. Like I said. We’re dead already. Getting roofied is not the worst thing in the world. Sometime it helps. Sure helps me forget this show of a dumpster fire. We’re here for the rest of eternity nothing could be worse.”

@⊹ Fukutomi Tsuki Her look: https://i.imgur.com/6uzGbDE.jpeg

It was a life of luxury, a give-and-take situation, her eyes roaming the crowd for her night victim, a pathetic little angel, fallen from grace, giving shame to her fellow angel siblings and brethren up above. Such a shame really, Her head slumps down as she basks in the songs playing fluidly over the speakers, the bass pumping in her veins as a rush of crimson flood so hot and thick, overwhelming her, summoning the darkness within her since nothing but sin is flooding the entirety of the club the drug leader works at.

Momo is used to the likes of people coming in and out of the club, her eyes following their movements and something tugs at her, a little bit of heat sizzles in her stomach, and upon a further glance at the doorway, she spots the little angel, goody-two-shoes. Her eyes softened a smidgen at how out of place she looked and she could not help but admire how adorable she seemed with discomfort written all over her dainty features, "how cute." chuckling under her breath, Momo stomps on the cigarette bud, outing the orange tip and making her way over to the confused little angel - not so angel anymore. Her strides are powerful for an overlord who runs a lot of 'racket' in the underground scene, this one not being any different as the Japanese woman stands before the other and reaches out with a slender finger tipping her chin up to expose her rosy cheeks.

"Well, hello there beautiful, I take it, it wasn't that hard finding the place huh? You seem quite uncomfortable," she croons lowly, almost mocking her as a small, sinister grin caresses her couplets, parting them with a flick of her tongue to at her matte-coated lips. Her orbs glimmer with the lights shining bright from above them and her palm finds its way to the girl's smaller hand, linking her fingers with Tsuki's and humming lowly, a hand lifting the girl's and pressing a soothing kiss to her pink-tinted knuckles. "Have you been itching your skin off, darling? Do you wish to bleed for me already?" A low chuckle emits as the overlord walks out of the club, hand wrapped around the dainty girl's wrist as she guides her outside where the noise is less, nobody seems to be paying close attention to the two beings as her brow quirks up a bit and she hums lowly.

"So, are you here finally for my offer? Are you ready to sell yourself and have endless protection, by yours truly cutie?"

@☫ Hirai Momo ⁂ Tsuki could feel the itching in her skin as she made her way towards the club. It was at its worst in her knuckles and so she held her hands to her chest as she walked, her sleeves pushed up just enough to expose her knuckles as she scratched at them. Every step towards the club she could feel herself getting more and more anxious, the itching getting worse as she did so.
A few times she’d stopped, almost turning and walking the other way, but she was fairly certain that if she didn’t get this done she’d end up dead before even three days had passed.
She could remember that day clearly in her mind, the day three months ago when she had been cast down from heaven and ended up in such an unfamiliar face. Though the only face she really remember was a demon woman who had told her to come to the club if she needed protection, although she’d also been told it would cost a price
Since then it had been rough, spending her time hiding in abandoned buildings just trying to stay hidden and keep herself alive. Even then she’d been found on occasion and beaten. She was certain if she went on much longer she’d be left face down in a puddle of water and die, either that or she’d starve to death. Hunger wasn’t a familiar feeling to her and yet now she felt as though her stomach was going to dissolve itself.
Finally she saw the club coming into sight and as she got closer she stopped in her tracks for a few moments, having to build up the courage to go in. Her feet were rooted to the spot for longer than she’d have liked to admit before she finally walked in, keeping to the walls of the place as she glanced around trying to spot the demon woman. Her hands moved from scratching each other to covering her ears as the pulsating music left her decidedly disoriented.

@☼ Hwang Hyunjin At the audible sigh Tsuki regretted not listening to the voice in the back of her head, it would have been so much easier had she just keep hiding away from everything, but she was here now and as the two shadier looking beings mixed up a second and offered it to her, she grimaced, holding up a hand in refusal. “I… don’t drink…” she managed to get out.

The third sinners reaction wasn’t what she’d expected, apologising to the men that had tried to drug him and then dragging her through the club to some other rooms that she’d never heard of before scolding her. Her brows furrowed more as he spoke.
“Mafia?” she repeated, still not fully certain what it meant. She’d heard it a couple of times but never really worked out exactly what it was, only knowing that those people seemed to always have similar tattoos. “If they used to be why is it so bad? Besides I was helping you!” she retorted, not fully understanding. “The rest of your night? Surely there’s better people here that you can drink with and not have whatever that was slipped into your drink?”

@⊹ Fukutomi Tsuki The sinner sighed as the male pulled him into his lap, squeezing his and groping his body. He had to stay calm, he can't cause a scene. He giggled as the other offered him a drink. Hyunjin took the glass in his hand, about to take a sip when some big doe eyed, pink haired girl came to approach them. He heard her ask her question, sighing out loud when he heard her say that his drink had something added into it.

"None of your business, sweet cheeks. Just something to take the edge off. Why don't you join us?" The man ordered another drink, this time mixing the drug right in front of the both of them. This just got too complicated. He watched as the male offered the drink to the stranger. Hyunjin set his drink down, turning the male's face to look at him instead. "I think I'm going to say thanks for the drink but I'm going to go. Looks like my friend showed up early." he gave the stranger a kiss on the cheek before getting off the other's lap, rushing off as he dragged the pink haired stranger out towards the backrooms. "What do you think you're doing? Those guys used to be part of the mafia. That was reckless and dangerous." he scolded the clearly innocent passerby, sighing out loud as he ran his fingers through his dark locks. "There goes the rest of my night."

@☼ Hwang Hyunjin She’d noticed the small group at the bar, and to her something had seemed off with the behaviour of two of them. She tried to ignore them at first, and as she saw one of them put something into the other man’s drink she began to get restless, her feet itching and desperate to do something as the voice in the back of head told her not to do anything, just to wait out the last ten minutes quietly so she could just leave.

She wasn’t able to just listen to that little voice in her head though, her feet and heart wanted her to do something. Frowning to herself she tried to think of what she could do before she started heading the direction of the three before she’d even really come up with some sort of a plan.
She tapped on one of them, the one that had added something to a drink and stumbled on her words a bit as the sinner turned to look at her.
“I- yeah… sorry… what did you put in his drink?” she questioned, furrowing her brow slightly as she spoke, already regretting doing something to get involved.

@⊹ Fukutomi Tsuki It's just some booze, Hyunjin convinced himself, smiling and laughing as he draped himself onto another sinner at the bar. He ran into the two men at the parking lot and they convinced him to join them for a drink. Adoring fans are the ones who pay the bills, he reminded himself as he sat in between the two of them. They ordered him an apple martini and Hyunjin internally rolled his eyes. Feminine drinks that have more sugar than alcohol in them. But the drink is free so he couldn't really complain. He sipped and polished off his first drink before asking for another. The man to his right started to get a little handsy, arms around his waist and pulling him closer to his lap. Ugh.. he needs to retake control. If they want to him, he has to remember to charge them a price. Otherwise his master would be so displeased with him. "Now, now.. don't be so impatient. We could have if you like. But it's going to cost you boys a pretty penny." he giggled.

The men didn't seem interested in paying though and Hyunjin could tell. One was trying so hard to keep his attention. This could only mean one thing. They're going to do something unsavory. Maybe he should just let it happen. After all he needed a break from his mind. The guy behind him mixed something in his drink. The two probably thought that they were slick but Hyunjin knows that it's the oldest trick in the book. He smiled anyways, feigning ignorance as he trailed a finger down their jawlines. 'Come on. Offer me the drink already.' he thought to himself.

@☼ Hwang Hyunjin Tsuki wasn’t often seen at a club but today she’d been told that there was someone she needed to meet that would be at the club tonight, and so she was there, standing against a wall someone near the bar area aware that whoever it was that she was supposed to meet was close to an hour late and likely not coming, and now she was hyper aware of the seedy characters in the club and the amount of questionable things she was seeing out of the corner of her eyes.
She was trying to distract herself, picking the nail polish off her fingernails as she tried to avoid involving herself in anything while she waited for the clock to hit the hour so she could finally leave the place and return to whichever building seemed the least likely to have someone entering it.