The Gentle Caress Made The Ebony Horse Snort And Nuzzle Further Into The Now Vibrant Pink Waves Of Hair,

The gentle caress made the ebony horse snort and nuzzle further into the now vibrant pink waves of hair, deciding that she liked the girl a lot. Karma's dormant heart twisted at the display, Villám was shy most of the times when meeting with new people, except if she felt something special about them that made her comfortable. What is she doing in hell?

The silent question surfaced again, she didn't act nor looked like deserving damnation. And how the bloody hell did she land in Wrath?

“Thank you.” a small smile at the compliment of her emerald eyed family

She's not going to take her to Pride. Innocence is lost or worse, sold in that place; not something she will allow to happen to this girl. The name caused a strange, strangled noise crawl from her throat, disbelief, utter surprise and confusion.

“WHAT in the FUCK-?”

The usually stoic woman started unblinking at a name she hasn't heard in a century and a half.

"Am I....not suppose to be here?" From Rovéna, surprise me with which verse lmao

What could she say to that?

“Probably not, sweet child.” how old even was she? And why would she end up in Hell, to top it off in the wrong ring. Was Karma supposed to lead this sunshine to the slaughterhouse they called Pride?

“What's your name little one?” her voice calm and melodic, trying to keep the twinge of melancholy out of it. No use in frightening her even more.

The bringer of surprise was Villám who after a short inspection of the girl, nickered and rested her head on the newcomer, as if she had known her for ages.

“And uh, she's my horse.” Karma added with slight disbelief at the displayed behavior from the always careful creature

So you're a breed of ratsnake. got it.

Run.

Pssst pssst monsterfuckers

"You're a bounty hunter, are you not?" From Stella lmao

The ebony horse came to a halt, the rider turning towards the...Goetia demon. That could range from high profile assassination to petty skirmish because someone overdressed her at a party.

“For the right person, I am.”

Acid green eyes seemed to glow in the almost supernatural, thick darkness.

“Please state your business ma'am.” the wraith on the emerald flame eyed horse spoke, calm and measured. Status never scared her, more like she couldn't be bothered by it. Still, basic respect was given to everyone until they proved to be deserving a bullet instead.

Her jaw unconsciously unhinged at the tentacles' ‘reply’, sizable fangs on full display along with the fully ink black interior of her mouth.

“Do I look like I'm goin' to a fancy pajama party?”

“Red and blue is a terrible color combination anyway. Why, you got problems with a few kids to deploy this...drastic measures?” a pause, an unamused eyebrow raise

“Have you tried to call their parents? Maybe when out of your Halloween suit.”

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For Doctor Ock, verse or anything so far undecided

“Lady, for the last time, I'm not a spider, I am a SNAKE.” said claim was proven by a loud, aggressive hiss following the statement

Liv paused, adjusting her goggles as she squinted at Karma. "...Ah, so you are. My mistake." She said flippantly, her tentacles hissing back at the white-haired woman before they retracted. "It's not my fault you belong to the rest of those Spider-people."