The demoness shook her head slowly, crossing her arms over her chest as she cocked a hip. A big name, so big he had to have someone else do it? Yeah, she couldn’t afford that one. At least not right now, with a good number of people on her back, one including the current king of Hell. She didn’t need anymore negative spotlight. With a sneer, she gave her decision. 

                “Yeah— about that. You’re talking to the wrong demon. I’ve got enough people on my back for a very, very long list of reasons. I don’t need another.”

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                        “an’ i don’t need dear ol’ dad breathing down my neck.” of course, he could deal with his father on his own terms. killing him via a third party just seemed to be an easier route. less messy and he wouldn’t have to deal with time in chains. so, in his mind? it wouldn’t be on his head, but if she wasn’t going to do it? well, fine – he’d find someone else to tackle the job. preferably someone far more disposable. 

                      “so, we’re both in shit creak.” at least in his mind, but all the same… ky wasn’t going to elaborate more on it. no, he said his piece, and now? he’d deal with came after the fact.

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