I am shipper trash

[lionson]

[SO.

Once upon a time two kingdoms blah blah big wars in the past blah blah unresolved border tensions you get the idea. A country of (primarily) demons vs a country of (primarily) humans, they don't get along, yeah.

Apparently a certain member of the demon country aristocracy has been pissing people off, because oh look human country has sent an assassin! This assassin is pretty good at his job too, as he has managed to sneak into the country and make it all the way to the demon's large home in the capitol city. It is fortunate that there are human-like demons, and this human can blend in.

One night, the assassin scales the tall exterior walls of the home and slips into the home via an open window. He silently moves across the floor, carefully drawing a knife as he approaches the large, gaudy bed.

Is the demon in bed? Or is the demon somewhere else, waiting for the moment to strike?]

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[sweetdemon]

[Well at least then no one will be happy.]

Maybe for another two! If you're lucky.

[He laughs a bit and quickly moves to leave the room. He certainly is above it all, and don't you forget it.

He starts to light up the entire house with a snap of his fingers towards the kitchen.]

Now, let's keep moving. I don't have all night, you know!

[lionson]

Right, right.

[Shiro follows along after Mephisto, but he is alert as he walks. He is still expecting to get jumped and killed, because he totally thinks Mephisto is just toying with him before he has him killed.

Well, maybe if he keeps himself interesting, Mephisto will be too amused to order his death.]

Wouldn't want you to miss your beauty sleep.

[sweetdemon]

Ah, yes, it is true that I could be more beautiful, isn't it?

[He smirks back at Shiro. He has no plans to kill Shiro... but why let him know that now. He is on his best behavior after all.

He steps into the kitchen and with the snap of his fingers, the kettle begins to boil.]

Sit! Relax!

[lionson]

[Well then, he can't very well disobey a command. Shiro has been warned about demons using their powers to force humans to do stuff, so he decides to comply just so Mephisto won't be tempted to use his magic. If that rumor is true.

Shiro grabs a chair and turns it around backwards, so that when he is sitting in it he is straddling it, with his arms wrapped around the back of it. He props his chin up on the back of the chair while he watches Mephisto.]

Funny, I pegged you as a guy who'd have servants make the tea.

[sweetdemon]

Servants?

[He chuckles and moves to pull out some tea from the cupboards.]

The last ones I had tried to kill me too. I've been living alone for...

[He strokes his beard as he thinks about it, two cups being pulled down from the cupboard. Oh sure, he could just snap them all ready, but he figures that Shiro wouldn't drink a damn thing used by his powers.]

50 years. Would you believe you weren't the first person?