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Solitude and the desert were old, familiar friends. Made her feel like she belonged to the beautiful landscape even now when she was a wraith among vibrancy. Her decision to metaphorically bury her weapons -she would've never had gotten rid of her revolvers- and live a decent, quiet life failed spectacularly; a grim reminder of the words of an another feared gun for hire: she wasn't a savior but a killer.
Angeleyes was oh so right and Karma couldn't loathe the man for that. A sigh followed by a small smile, at least Villám was with her despite everything. Ivory fingers curled a tiny bit tighter into the mane of the sleek ebony horse, sometimes she decided to ignore tacks and rode in a way like the nomadic tribes her father told her about did.
It was strange to find a demon so deep in the endless horizon, furthermore alone; she was well aware the desert was also an unmarked burial ground, mostly for the undeserved. Gently steering Villám towards the figure, she had enough water to spare in case they managed to get utterly lost and she wasn't the type to simply ride past someone dying from thirst.
She came to a halt in front of the creature, ink black lips parting to offer help. The shadows whispered. Or she came to the conclusion that they did in lack of a better culprit. They have done so while she was alive too, bringing many unexplainable images, facts, faces along with a strong sense of deja vu. By now she learned to listen to them.
“Have we met before?”
Despite the confusion, her tone gentle as always, acid green eyes stared, overfilled with curiosity.
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“Sorry to disappoint, I don't drink. Have to take care of my voice.” Cindy shrugged without much care of exactly who was requesting liquor from her “Although I start regretting that decision. I thought by now he was taken care of; do I really have to do everything myself?”
“I am aware.” the voice suggested there was so much more to the young woman than hotpants and crimson tipped hair
“Leaving behind even a part of the body is a risk I wouldn't take, even after ripping his essence out and apart.”
That slimy dickhead with absolute no respect for the delicate balance of pocket dimensions has been causing too many problems. Perhaps...she shouldn't prolong the inevitable.
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“Sorry to disappoint, I don't drink. Have to take care of my voice.” Cindy shrugged without much care of exactly who was requesting liquor from her “Although I start regretting that decision. I thought by now he was taken care of; do I really have to do everything myself?”
A wave of hand, she had heard worse. Said worse. Seen worse. Done worse. She wasn't going to act if her hands were pristine.
“I can imagine.” she said sincerely, understanding lying beneath the gentle jade gaze
Her smile held secrets and knowledge at the question, surely she could try to play the ‘regular sinner’ everyone seems to mistake her as.
“Cindy Flame. Although...” golden light too bright to be angelic cascaded like liquid, replacing her hair with swirling fire, her skin with brilliant stars and her eyes holding galaxies instead the catlike green
“I also go by the Phoenix and Eternal Fire.”
“I remember your bright burn, Morningstar.” the entity smiled gently at the King of Hell, features fluidly shifting back to humanlike to avoid damaging him or the dimension
“I've taken a liking visiting Hell as a twisted sense of vacation.” Cindy explained but offered no apology for essentially breaking into his realm
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“Sorry to disappoint, I don't drink. Have to take care of my voice.” Cindy shrugged without much care of exactly who was requesting liquor from her “Although I start regretting that decision. I thought by now he was taken care of; do I really have to do everything myself?”