Blue Dream

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Fine, he won't say another word.

But, she got an answer to her question which is more than most ever get, specially one without criticism of her person.

Some to see how far she goes, others because it's fun, but he's fairly sure if such were the WHOLE of it, as in no one ever being nice to her, she would've nuked a lot of things and places by now.

Not like she lacks power as Wrath made flesh.

Even if he doesn't get it, and hell, chances are she won't have the leniency or care to be forgiving towards him. And that's ok, he's not precisely liked amongst demons, for the vast majority he's just a comodity~

So...

He politely says sorry, and now with due permission, he'll fuck right off~

-SNIRK-

Buffalo Bill~

That's a new one.

Her judging of character was not surprising, and he isn't offended by it.

He's been deemed the hearse and filth of hell for the longest of times so, this is part for the course, such said he has no issues asking for polite forgiveness.

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Not adressing sinners, meaning demons are all the same; not adressing hellborn, zero distinction, using authority over insults for the most part... usual self control albeit uncaring for emotional backlashes.

This is what he got from her speaking so far.

Not a rise... had he wanted that, he would've been particularly rude...

Hands in the pockets were kept, language was kept, there's a difference between being an asshole and being as he is... some lines aren't crossed... only prodded.

What he wanted to find out was her wording.

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Most demons hide their emotions and change behaviour when being told they're being observed for character.

He just acted like a reckless moron to see if she acted as predicted.

And there it is.

He wondered when that would happen... and since he got to see what he expected, he'll politely buzz off from her house.

"Something that, should it work... may put things back to how they were before Vox went all freakin' laser beams."

Stupid, or testing limits?

He already waltzed around the place last time and she didn't even remember.

"Or at least, such was to be the case until i came along..."

And the little snippet of reality made manifest... as her children where the end of that war... he was the change, the shift in the future set in stone of his own place.

"And since ya don't care for demons... reckon i'm ok then."

"So, what i get is that your world doesn't have a Yahweh... all powerful God... who is bound to command and send forth legions of angels to exterminate us demons in the end war...

Which means... where i'm from, demons are only born to die and angels to win."

A horrid, sealed in stone fate.

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"Not much to do truly Orchid, i got all the pieces i needed in line and where i wanted them."

Which means he's gonna do something reckless soon.

She's wrath incarnate... and he's an arrogant glutton.

So... she finna explain why?

Cuz he's just that level of pain in the ass.

"As for her words... i believe her goal is either, full on extermination of all sentient beings, or just to destroy you all..."

bsky.app/profile/hxll... (what transpires in the video and audio)

In the simplest of ways... his video feedback elaborated the conversation he had with Hullbreaker, while giving also a physical description projected out of the goat like being of black with sharp teeth, empty eyes and also what he saw Hullbreaker do.

"I don't think she can be killed..."

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He seemed unaffected by the heat, and in all seriousness?, he was.

"First off... glad to meet you, second... i've shared most of what i know about Hullbreaker's plan already, but i know a few more things..."

Using his helmet's projection, he permitted the pair to watch the conversation.

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That's the idea.

He's gonna go take a stroll thru her house and her realm, toodles.

Same guy who was in armor the other day.

So is he...

He's enjoying not being decked in armor for ONE day.

And there stood the giant in armor.

At 9ft and looming dressed in such a cloak and armor he resembled more a monster than someone who even bothered speaking but, that's appearances.

"Welcome Farosh... and i see you brought a plus one."

The voice boomed, harsh and deep as growls.

"Thank you."

He simply removes the helmet and DIGS THE FUCK IN...

Nom, nom, nom nom nom nom...

6 bites and the pancakes are no more.

"...mmmm, good, compliments to the chef. Sorry i was so quick but i haven't had sugar in a few days."

Yeah Blue ain't even surprised...

Given what he assumes is Barry's metabolism, that's TAME... he estimates Barry would need a number between 10 000 and 15 000 calories daily just to function, around 40 000 just to reach a point of satiation for a few hours.

Roughly four times a bodybuilder's.

"Smells good... looks good... you uh, think i can have some?"

S T A R E...

"Hmmm, expected a few individuals... different groups... no one seems to be coming. Oh well... such is life~"

He's as usual, cavalier as shit about some topics.

"I got a feeling no one is coming..."

No shit Blue.