Chapter 55

Let's go! Another chapter is here. Enjoy everyone!

Warning: OOC, random craziness, past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, sexual interaction and themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking

Voices/Text/Flashback/

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Andrealphus is smart.

Yes, he not just a handsome face, with a beautiful set of tail many envies. He can be cold, manipulative if it gets his attention. If it benefits him along with his family. Yes, he has a great winery store far away in his ice dungeons. He is many, many things that he could go on for days to talk about himself.

He is not just a simple Marquis either for the Ars Goetias. He doesn't want to sound too arrogant but he finds himself above a higher power status compared to the other marquis seats and the other rank seats below.

Besides the Knight.

That brute older and level headed. His speed with that sword was still quick to take any of them down. Happen to many times when one the younger ones get out bit mouth. Then their behinds get handed to them in a humiliated display. A stare behind that helmet makes you feel like you could be child again that you shouldn't have done something wrong. Wonder if that one will ever retire or adopt another Goetia member to take over one day. Then can say he is above all the below seats, and the other family members.

The seats that are above him. Well, he never dares say he was grander than the Kings, Dukes and Duchesses. The Princes and Princess. I mean he could think of a few like a certain owl. At least above that one in the popularity department.

Yet, Andrealphus should have watched closer the first time about his ex-brother-in law cheating scandal. Or Stella case never felt true horror and embarrassment it was a imp. To stay ahead. To stay on top. To maybe have taken control instead of listening to his sibling rants. Close calls ready to be an only child. Could also add in a few on a list to murder, strangle or slap.

It was shameful.

At least he is slowly getting back on top with other matters. It was terrible off time for himself and to get away from the extra negatives. Change a few things with his routine. Talk himself out of a few discomforting moments that made him go a bit overboard.

He is smart.

He is level-headed in situations when he needs to take back control. When he needs to plan. Figure out numbers, formulas to get the answer he wants.

Geometry was always one of their favorites. He likes the complications. The challenges. The number formula plans that could be put side to side with life. It depends what the uses are for and how it benefits him.

Like this talk he having over the phone for one of his benefits. No, way he was going to do all the way over to talk in person. His feathers were just done being cleaned up. Put on a fake sad tone, "You sure can keep having it stand up longer. I was hoping to have one of the rooms for my group and I? Yoga talk."

It stupid but the other was hook, line and stink about the fake job, meeting. Didn't seem to care who rents if as long money was on the table.

"I'm telling you now, along with a law suit over my head if I don't. It wouldn't be benefited along with already wasted a year on our sides. Paper work finally got found same with the equipment when it stolen." The other voice grunted on the other side of the phone "We can't change the schedule unless you want to talk to the new owners of the plot."

"I'm afraid I shall not." Look over his hand carefully. Maybe we should change the glove materials. Their claws do not look as tasteful. "I'll just look elsewhere."

"If you want. Maybe I could slip you in just even for two days. It is pricey and with a bit of service in the oral-"

Hang up to not hear the rest. A sneer on his face. Seriously these commoners think once they own a bit of buildings think their hot shot. Besides they sounded like they never floss their teeth.

Lean back against his seat as his eyes glowed. Well, at least that part he didn't have to work too hard on. It was quite laughable. It would have been a bonus to have been able to buy it. But already buyer.

Well, I can move this aside to focus on his next step.

Took a sip of his wine as he hummed. Look at the ceiling with the ice crystal chandelier hanging above. Stare at each piece like he is using them as a trail step to jump to the next one.

The avian should be resting. He will have plenty of rest till he gets what he wants. Gets what his family deserves. Get what should have been theirs for putting up so much on both sides. Crush them down. After all this is for the family. A reminder he will use when the date is set.

He bet the others having so much fun while he works.

Stolas looked at the paperwork on his desk wearily. A small sigh as he rubs his eyes. Try to focus but he couldn't. Not today. Not for a while.

He was a bit behind on some work that he should have been finishing up. He could make excuse after excuse for many wouldn't care but he should have finished it. Someone might even say they're not surprised if they saw him out partying. Yet, what he really ashamed is lying to like his daughter, Moxxie and a bit to Striker. But that last one to keep the snake off his back and not report anything to Moxxie.

Tense a bit as he thinks of the pair together the trust the other has.

How he purposely tried to keep the two separated as much as possible. A bit tricky as they know Moxxie could just portal, and you got electronics. Able to do what he can to keep that apart yet had to give Striker certain hours off. Then report back no matter how much of a petty call it is.

It was getting closer to his daughter's birthday.

The deal will be over.

Clutch his pen tightly as it cracks.

They need to figure out something. Figure out a way what to do that doesn't involved killing Striker.

Love is cruel. Learn that the hard way with Blitz and that was a complicated one on its own. Besides learning his own faults.

He gets to work to distract himself but still has this weariness. Maybe after this I should go to his Grimoire to check over some details.

In the same ring but another familiar tower area but it outside.

Blitz grunts as he gets out of the van. Look at his phone and see no important messages, calls he missed. Move the notification out the way as he locks the van up.

Can't believe he left his phone in the van. Worse, had to take the stairs as the elevator broke. He really hates this building but the floor was cheap.

Keep walking but he stops. Stare at the building wall they work at Graffiti in some spots and posters. One of the posters being an ad for IMP. That was coming down. Of course, some idiot took the tape off. He groans as he didn't want to run back and forth. Look around as spot a dumpster.

Target sighted!

Use a stick to grab some gum. Return back to the spot on the wall with the post. Place the gum, that somehow still sticky again the wall. Well, it was really a piece of paper that held a warning. Blitz ignores it as he puts the poster back over.

"There we go." Blitz grins as he walks off to go back inside the building and whistles away.

Time to get back to the best business that he owns!

In another ring.

"What did you two do?" The glowing eye of Wrath materialized down below at they are outside.

Gotten a little suspicious when they went to check the other two in their mind. Knew there was some kind of plan with Moxxie. It was another training exercise for the pair to want to do. A testing of sorts. They themselves were going to come watch but would have been a little late.

Stupid paperwork.

One point during said paperwork just had this off sensation. Anger, which is natural, but in a embarrassing way. Then poke a bit in their head to give an indication of what is going on. All they got in was the medic laughing and the hunter being too quiet. Let their eye go in their place to see what was going on.

Well found Media laughing on the ground and taking a picture. Point at the direction that the eye found easily.

Butcher, Moxxie did say anything verbally. Besides the sounds of grunts, growls and not looking at the other. It was a bit hard for many reasons, besides the heights, both of them hanging upside down, back-to-back, and their ankles being caught in the same rope trap.

They weren't paying attention when they got in a scuffle.

Neither of the pair dared talk.

"He did it."

Until Moxxie decided to be that tattle tale.

Butcher is angry as he spins around to grab the imp. Fury in his eyes with a look of promise of pain when he gets his hands on them. The other is not letting them happen as they struggle on purpose and dodge. Held on to their scarf to not be grabbed. It made the two-keep spinning upside down. It was a ridiculous sight to behold.

The pair seem to have forgotten they could have gotten down anytime.

The pair argued which was really beast sounds.

The eye just stares at this display.

No longer seeing the hunter that was physically the strongest out of the three. Even if one were to wield magic against them in a fight. They would still be dangerous foes to not be taken down easily. Many should hope it quick and fast if they dare fight Butcher. Not seeing an imp that is practically one the strongest beings that would be considered an outsider. If the magic were to somehow be gone or sealed off. Got a good instinct on how to use guns with their own intelligence. That the embodiment does consider them as one of them.

Right now, they only see two idiots not using common sense to get out the trap but waste time.

Until a shift of the pupil the rope holding the pair was cut. Burt to a crisp. Not phase by the pair sounds of shock as they lay on the dirt ground. Glance at the snickering Medic. "You terrible influence Troll."

"Go deliver some coal Eye of Krampus."

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Done!

What do you all think?

Andrealphus a sneaky bird with plans.

Stolas maybe take a deep breath and take care of other things first?

Blitz, what was that warning sign?

How adorable Moxxie, Butcher is getting along fine. No embarrassment here. Wrath wonders if they should have bothered to come. Medea just having fun. 

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye, bye!