Rather than using the magic, she tightens her grip on the leash, wrapping it around her wrist to keep him from pulling any further away. "Upstairs? The place you did everything to get away from? I don't really see that as such a loss."
Nor, really, was it a loss when the sprinklers finally shut off, a few moments before the door opened with a greasy little demon cowering behind it like a shield. She gave a slight wave of dismissal, not wanting to spend any more time on it than necessary. "That'll do, Donkey."
Relief bloomed across the demon's face as he backed away, bowing repeatedly. Sure, the minion's name wasn't actually Donkey, but it was something to call him. She'd been just assigning names to them as she thought one needed to be distinguished, so to speak. A few of them had even seemed flattered by the so-called honor. The smarter demons had started betting pools on how long a given mook would last under that distinction. Attracting notice was pretty much a death sentence, and she planned to keep it that way.
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Date: 2016-05-01 04:34 am (UTC)From:Nor, really, was it a loss when the sprinklers finally shut off, a few moments before the door opened with a greasy little demon cowering behind it like a shield. She gave a slight wave of dismissal, not wanting to spend any more time on it than necessary. "That'll do, Donkey."
Relief bloomed across the demon's face as he backed away, bowing repeatedly. Sure, the minion's name wasn't actually Donkey, but it was something to call him. She'd been just assigning names to them as she thought one needed to be distinguished, so to speak. A few of them had even seemed flattered by the so-called honor. The smarter demons had started betting pools on how long a given mook would last under that distinction. Attracting notice was pretty much a death sentence, and she planned to keep it that way.
"Come, Gabriel. We have a date with the devil."