The Demon's Pet

Ok as I am writing at least the first of this I am sitting in Dallas with 3 hours until my plane boards/leaves for London. So....yeah. Adieu~Kel

Oh and yes Lucifer is Mark Pellegrino (Spn Satan) so yeah.

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Dahvie's POV

Jayy and the demon he called Cumorun stood facing each other, the air thick with tension. I didn't recognize the girl, so I guessed she was a demon I hadn't had the misfortune of meeting. She had midnight black skin, and long bluish-grey hair that ended at her hips in curly ringlets. Her eyes seemed to be a glowing, fluorescent yellow-orange. What looked like white tattoos or perhaps marking covered her skin-the top of her arms, the outer side of her leg, her stomach's edges, her face. 

She was wearing a simple outfit-a not-so-modest top and a pair of shorts. She was barefoot. In her hand was a fistful of Beelzebub's hair, chains, ropes, cloth, and metal keeping him silent and still. I got a better look of him than I'd gotten before. He had sandy hair that stuck up a bit, his skin peppered with reddish holes and blood. He was wearing a greyish-green shirt under a greyish-blue (more blue though) shirt with the sleeves shoved up.

His jeans were well worn and loose, stained slightly red in some places. A piece of cloth was shoved into his mouth and restraints crisscrossed his body and kept him in submission to Cumorun. He looked at Jayy and I with a fierce light in his bluish grey eyes. Something was strange about it though-it wasn't a light of malice or hatred.

It was like he was telling us something that I didn't understand. But Jayy did.

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OK SO I KNOW HAVE AROUND AN 2 HOURS TILL BOARDING AT 7:30 AND MY BROTHER IS PASSED OUT ON THE FLOOR AND KAT IS TEXTING ME FROM AN AMUSEMENT PARK IN LIKE UTAH BYE