Well, if you'd said something like, "I don't get why people are upset, they should just get over themselves and I'll say so to their face"... I definitely would've had to make sure you stayed away from her for the rest of the night.
Tch. We're made to tempt humanity and make them sin, duh! Sometimes we just eat them or their souls and be done with it.
[He folds his arms.]
...Lord Diavolo wants to foster peace between us and the humans and the angels, though, which I don't get, but...its a first for us demons, that's for sure.
Well, yeah. I'm the Avatar of Greed. Money and wealth, that's part of my role.
[A shake of the head.]
I guess... We all follow Lord Diavolo's orders, sure, and I'm pretty sure all of us on the Student Council want to see it happen, but...its not as easy to just set things right off the bat, y'know? Plus, havin' angels around is just a headache!
Because there are two of 'em wandering around because Diavolo asked them to study with us for a year and it makes everyone nervous! Though the chihuahua is kinda funny.
Basically, Lord Diavolo decided to do an exchange program. Two humans, two angels. One of the angels is this...short guy? I think he's a cherub? Anyways he's like a yappy little dog. Basically like a chihuahua.
[yes, they are literally bullying an angel in hell]
[please do not try anything when you're sleep-deprived, mammon.
but he walks in and heads over to the desk, where he places the fan. for reference because i'm gonna need you to pass this onto ray: the quality is maybe not as good as it can be, since it's made with kids' paint, but it's still clearly done by someone who knew what they were doing. (which is how you know babo kim was definitely not the one who did the art.) it depicts dawn breaking through the night.
then, true to the word, he just walks back to the door. he's done here, apparently.]
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W0, AFTER TRIAL
Dammit! This ain't the right room, is it...
[Babo Kim, this is your room he's trying to enter. What do?]
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Uh... do you want my key, or something?
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[GRUMBLE GRUMBLE he just. steps back.]
Do ya know where my room is?
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[a beat.]
Of course I do.
[brilith stays there, do you really think he wouldn't have memorized which room it is..................]
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Right. You're the stalker.
[SIGHHHHH]
She's doin' fine, by the way. Brilith, I mean.
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Before today, maybe.
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[A slight shake of the head.]
It had to be done. But I can understand how she feels. It's nothing to me, really, but to humans like her...it means a lot, I know.
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But to hear you say that is something of a relief.
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But you're actually a pretty nice guy, huh?
1/2
2/2
[Is he blushing? Yeah, he's blushing.]
Me? A nice guy?! G-give me a break! I'm here for myself and myself only! That's what I do as a demon, okay?
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All right, all right, I get it. It's just in your best interests to have smooth relationships with people sharing your room, right?
[you fuckin tsun]
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It's none of your beeswax, idiot!! [he's the idiot] Maybe it is in my best interests! You never know!
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Okay. Out of curiosity, what's the relationship like between humans and you demons? You seem to understand humans pretty well.
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[He folds his arms.]
...Lord Diavolo wants to foster peace between us and the humans and the angels, though, which I don't get, but...its a first for us demons, that's for sure.
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[...]
Well, it's not such a bad thing, is it? Mortal enemies working together is pretty interesting.
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[A shake of the head.]
I guess... We all follow Lord Diavolo's orders, sure, and I'm pretty sure all of us on the Student Council want to see it happen, but...its not as easy to just set things right off the bat, y'know? Plus, havin' angels around is just a headache!
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Headache? How so?
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[THIS MAKES NO SENSE, MAMMON, EXPLAIN YOURSELF]
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Basically, Lord Diavolo decided to do an exchange program. Two humans, two angels. One of the angels is this...short guy? I think he's a cherub? Anyways he's like a yappy little dog. Basically like a chihuahua.
[yes, they are literally bullying an angel in hell]
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In other words, you bully him?
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Yep.
[He seems proud of it.]
W2, WEDNESDAY
someone's knocking on your bedroom door, mammon!!]
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Oh. Swirly Eyes. [A long pause. He's wobbling in place.] What's...up?
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he peers inside.]
Good, Brilith isn't there. Can I come in for a sec?
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Why.
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There's something I want to leave for her.
[he holds up a fan! like the ones nhs carries around, i should specify. not like. one you blow in your face.]
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[THIS IS SUSPICIOUS AS HECK]
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[he's still smiling, but there's an odd note in his voice.]
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Are you scared of her?
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No. I want this to remind her to hold onto hope... but coming from me, it'd probably just make her feel insecure instead.
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[It...doesn't make sense to him.]
What kind of history do you guys even have, anyways? Are you exes or somethin'?
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She'd yell if she heard you say that, you know. No, we're not.
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[This feels....more than a stalker.]
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I'm not really her stalker, despite what you probably believe.
[he knows what you're thinking, mammon!!]
You could call me her childhood companion, I guess. Sort of her bodyguard? I work for her.
[in a sense.]
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[COME ON, GUYS]
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[He opens the door for him.]
If you try any funny business, I'll break you over my knee, got it?
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[please do not try anything when you're sleep-deprived, mammon.
but he walks in and heads over to the desk, where he places the fan. for reference because i'm gonna need you to pass this onto ray: the quality is maybe not as good as it can be, since it's made with kids' paint, but it's still clearly done by someone who knew what they were doing. (which is how you know babo kim was definitely not the one who did the art.) it depicts dawn breaking through the night.
then, true to the word, he just walks back to the door. he's done here, apparently.]
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[As he leaves, Mammon calls out from behind him.]
You aren't gonna leave a message or somethin' to pass along?
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Nope. See you, Mammon, and thanks.