"And that's why I'm here!" Emily said as a club bartender put a bottle of whiskey was put in front of her.
"Damn, sound like you had a bit of a day." Velvette said, sitting next to Emily. "Well, don't worry, drinks are on me."
"Aren't you like part owner or something?" Emily asked, looing at Velvette. "You get free drinks anyway."
"I mean, technically yes, I hold 50% of the shares for this place." Velvette said, sipping from her "Sucker Punch" drink. "Plus, Ozzie recently appointed me as his assistant director for porn films, and since he's not here that often, I am in charge."
(Sucker Punch: Bacardi rum, Beelzejuice, and Demon Seed Whisky with a slice of lemon and topped with whipped cream. Second Book, Chapter 4.)
"Well in that case, I hope you have a BIG wallet cause I need to get blackout drunk." Emily said as she chugs her whiskey.
"Yeesh, was seeing your sister make out with Satan really that bad?" Velvette asked.
"Oh yeah, get this. We're not even biologically sisters." Emily said, before chugging her bottle again, "My, not biological, sister... was lip locking my uncle... what the fuck is this family tree now, anyway?"
"Uh, from the sounds of it, I'd say your family tree is planted in the deep south of the United States." Velvette said, before drinking her own drink again.
"Why are we friends again?" Emily asked, giving Velvette a blank look.
"Because you love me!" Velvette said, leaning dramatically against Emily's shoulder, "And you know it."
"Yes, I love you... like herpes." Emily said bluntly.
Velvette let out a scoff.
"Oh fuck off." Velvette said.
"Hey, don't you have every STD possible? You're married to a succubus." Emily said, pointing to Velvette.
"Uh, no, I don't have every STD, angel blood kinda prevents me from catching them." Velvette said, gaining a blush as she grins widely. "Besides, you did not come here to talk about the amount of beds I've had to replace, you came here because you are in shock."
"I'm in more than shock, I feel like I'm fucking losing my mind! And for the first time since I've fallen, I'm stress eating!" Emily shouted before eating the top of the whiskey bottle. "Stress eating! Me!"
"Uh, I'm not sure you ever stopped stress eating, Em." Velvette said, putting her drink down. "I literally saw you brush your teeth and then eat the toothbrush once."
"That was different! I wanted to eat that, I don't want to eat this!" Emily said, gesturing to the whiskey bottle before she drank the rest of it and took another bite out of it. "See?! I can't enjoy eating something right now!"
"I think you need to go to Gluttony to get help... and maybe take your bestie with you?" Velvette asked, grinning innocently.
"No, I don't have time for that." Emily said, rubbing her forehead. "A lot of shit is going on right now."
"Damn it!" Velvette said, frowning. "I just learned that my blood lets me leave the Pride Ring, and I want to see the other rings! I hear your aunt throws great parties!"
"Great is an understatement." Emily said as she randomly grabbed a coaster to eat.
Only for Velvette to snatch it away.
"Do I need to get you a fucking chew toy?" She asked Emily.
"Maybe... what about your arm? You have spares right?" Emily asked, looking at Velvette's shiny, metal, and tastylooking arms.
"Fuck you." Velvette said, throwing the coaster behind.
"OW! What the fuck?!" A random sinner said, picking up the coaster that was thrown at him. "Oh hey, I needed a coaster."
"Nope, I ain't your wife." Emily said, blankly.
"Like I'd let you or that you could handle me. Virgin." Velvette said, stretching her arm to the bar and getting Emily a new bottle of booze.
Some nice Devil's Drop Spiced Rum.
"Thanks, Cripple." Emily said, taking the bottle.
"Sure, make fun of me for being crippled. Need I remind you that YOU'RE the reason I am?" Velvette asked, pointing to Emily.
"No you're the reason you're crippled." Emily said, pointing back. "You fucked around and you found out."
"That was Val and Vox, may they rest in suffering. Not me." Velvette countered. "If anything, I would've just left you alone but they outvoted me."
"A failure of democracy. And now you're stuck with me for all eternity." Emily said, drinking some spiced rum. "Such a great honor."
Velvette rolled her eyes as she drank more of her glass, until feeling someone wrap their arms around her neck.
The familiar and comforting arms of her wife,
"My ears were burning but then it stopped. Did you talk about me and change the subject?" Verosika asked.
"Kinda." Velvette said, smiling before they shared a small kiss. "Did you put the kids down for a nap?"
"Yeah, they're sleeping in the penthouse." Verosika said, pointing up.
"Great. That's one worry off my back." Velvette said with a smile.
"You know it's still shocking how you both managed to have kids. Angel blood or not." Emily said as she drank some more of the Devil's Drop Spiced Rum.
'Mmmm, that's the good stuff.' Emily thought.
"Yeah, but we aren't going to complain." Verosika said with a shrug.
"And your babysitter is okay with looking after two succubus babies?" Emily asked.
"Hell yes. Melissa loves them and they love their godmother." Velvette said, smiling. "So, what brings you here, Princess? Do you finally want to take me up on my offer for pole dancing lessons?"
"While that would give Sera a heart attack, and that would be justified from what I saw, no." Emily said as she shook her head. "I just... learned that my heavenly sister is not my actual sister... and she was lip locking my uncle."
"…..Oh shit." Verosika said with wide eyes.
"Yeah, that's a mindfuck if I ever heard it." Velvette said to her wife. "And that's why she's here, so she can drink enough to forget it."
"Not sure there's enough alcohol in the entire ring for that." Emily said blankly.
"But you're still going to try?" Verosika asked.
"Yep!" Emily said as she chugged the spiced rum. "I can atleast try!"
"Well, good luck with that. I mean, what's the worse that could happen?" Verosika asked.
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And then the lights got cut.
"Damn it, did Ozzie forget to pay the electric bill?!" Velvette aske, looking up to the lights.
The sound of someone being stabbed and a scream of pain filled the air, before a small glow came from the blade as it became bright, lightly illuminating the small area.
"Good riddance, you fuck." The masked person said, before putting her sword away.
Soon, the lights came back on and masked person was gone. And so was Emily.
"Em? Emmy? Where'd you go?" Velvette asked, looking around.
(Line Break)
The masked person ran across the roof tops, her cloak flapping in the wind as she ran... only for a fireball to land in front of her to make her stop.
"Hey!" Emily yelled.
The masked figure turned around, keeping their head down.
"This does not concern you." She said.
"As Princess of hell and an heir of Pride, I think it does." Emily said with her hands on her hips. "This is where my family rules, and you will not kill in my ring."
"I do not wish to fight you, I will surely lose, but I will do what I must." She said, pulling out her pitch black katana.
"You will die, that's what you will do." Emily said, walking towards the figure.
The dark figure wuickly dropped their cloak and looked at Emily, revealing that she's donned an old exorcist uniform. With only one eye being revealed.
"Where did you get that?" Emily demanded, summoning her sword with a glare.
"It's amazing what you can find in the trash." She said, glaring back at Emily.
Emily growled as she held her sword at the ready but made a mental note to address the "found in trash' comment.
"Whoever you are and whatever you're doing, it stops now!" Emily shouted as she charged at the masked figure and swung her sword... only for the masked figure to block it with her own sword.
"I said I don't want to fight but you'll have to do better than that." The masked demon said as she kicked Emily back.
'So she's got actually skill instead of just swinging it around.' Emily thought as she stopped herself and straightened.
"Who are you?" Emily asked
"Someone that was killed by a vile cult." She said, gripping her katana tightly. "Wiping them out is my way of getting revenge."
"You might get someone else killed." Emily said as she ran at her again and slammed her blade into the masked figure's blade.
The ground cracked under her feet as the masked person falters, falling to one knee.
"You might have skill but I got power!" Emily shouted as she spun around and swung, making the masked figure block as she was sent flying to the edge of the roof!
"I can see that." The masked figure said, feeling her hands twitching from the strength of the attack.
She rushed forth and attacked, making Emily block and deflect everyone sword swing as she took some steps back. Then the masked figure quickly moved back and threw the sheath at Emily, making her dodge, before the figure ran at her and struck her in the stomach with the blunt side of the blade.
"This fight is pointless!" the figure said as Emily attacked again, making her dodge. "You don't know the full story!"
"Because you won't tell me it!" Emily shouted as she blocked a blunt side strike.
"I don't need to tell you everything! Just knowing I'm killing a cult should be enough to trust me!" The masked one shouted.
"You kill a demon in a club, wear old exorcist armor, and you expect me to trust you?!" Emily shouted, clashing their blades in a deadlock. "Are you fucking stupid?!"
"No." The masked figure said, grinning under her mask. "But you are."
She kicked Emily in the stomach. She was standing near the end of the roof, so she was kicked right off. She quickly brought out her wings and flew back up to the roof, only to see the figure was gone.
"Damn." Emily said.
The sound of wings flapping could be heard and Velvette landed near Emily.
"Em, you good? You just ran off!" Velvette asked, "If you're into chasing women in all black that hurt people, I know a few that would love to beat the masochist out of you!"
"It's not that, Velvette, that... I have to go speak with Charlie." Emily said, flying off.
"Bloody hell." Velvette said, before stretching her wings and flying back to the club, "That girl, I swear she is crazy."