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“Point well made. If you’re going to make a deal, make it count, people.” She smirked to herself, still a little dizzy. Her smile fading, she looked up toward the raincloud again. “I prefer the rain. Less idiots out and about when it pours.” She closed one eye as the water ran into it and focused the other back on Meg. “This bundle of wet puff might want to follow me a while.” As she spoke, the cloud vanished. “Maybe not. Perhaps I hurt its feelings.”
“The deals most humans make are idiotic and their fate could be avoided if they had one of those “Sassy Gay Friends”.” Meg drawled, waving her hand dismissively at the thought of deals. Most she heard of are “fame” and “wealth” that could be achieved with hard work. But those particular humans were lazy and thought ten years of wealth and fame were worth getting torn to shreds by Hellhounds and an eternity in hell
Usually, deals made with demons were not worth it.
“I agree with that.”
Meg watched the cloud as well, a ‘brow raised as it vanished. “…Maybe just.” She muttered; curious-er and curious-er. Clouds with feelings in the strange world of the Runaway.
“Quite. Deals are wasted on fools. Not that deals are all that, but you know…” she trailed off as she tidied her dishevelled hair. Demons and their negotiations. They had a way with words, she thought. This one was different though, what was her story? If Bela didn’t know better she’d say Meg appeared to have a conscience. But then, all demons could act that part.
“Where are you headed, Meg?” she asked, wiping the last drop of water from her eyes.
Meg frowned, eyes unfocused for a moment as she just stared at the sky and half-listened. Indeed, the Cross-road demons wasted contracts on fools. But Hell would always have room for the seven billion human souls that walked the Earth’s surface. All she had to do was avoid those idiots. This “Bela” did not seem to be one of them, so she found herself safe for the moment.
The demon’s ‘brow quirked up in silent question before she offered a single-shouldered shrug. “No where. Everywhere.” Which was true. She had no destination, yet every one at the same time. Brilliant, yet not such at the same time. “Taking a leave off my Hell spawn duties to do some sight-seeing across the globe.”
Bela watched her steadily as she answered. It was unusual for a demon to seem so… contemplative. Actually unheard of in her own experience of the hellions. They were destructive, to either benefit themselves or simply for its own sake. Amusingly, Bela had been accused of the same in the past. She’d remained self-assured, knowing there were far worse things out there than a ruthless thief. Besides, she’d come to view life differently in recent years. Odd things had happened.
“Same as me, then,” she replied with a half-hearted smile. A sight-seeing demon. Whimsical. What kind of sights was she looking for? “Only without the hell part,” she added.
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