Feasting with Fools

[Mammon]

January 6th, 2012

Rome. Vatican City. Heart of Italy. Heart of that... beloved religion that had spread across the world. Home of the Pope, supposed voice of... Father. BASTARD. God was no saint, there were no saints. Just men. Mortal men that could be twisted, and broken. And THAT, dear children, was what she wrote. Mammon had taken to the streets of that mortal city that she despised most of all, on a day of merriment and joy. She was here to disrupt that joy. Except she wasn't a "she" today. She was Tristan Dunewald.

She did make an exceedingly handsome and pretty womanly man she had to admit. She was sporting her usual garb for the day in her mortal form; a white button down shirt too big for her body, black slacks, a belt, and black leather boots. Her/His skin was pale, hair silvery white and long though uneven in some parts. Her bangs hung before her eyes, but those golden eyes peered out with a distinct sharpness, always watching and observing those about her. He did not bother with a jacket or scarf, just his clothes, his walk neither masculine nor feminine. There was no distinctively gender based action or anything about him. He simply... was.

At the moment Mammon was walking past Old Saint Peters church, glancing over to it with very little interest. Yes, let the banners, streamers, and confetti line the streets. Let them all cheer and laugh together as they partook in all the things that the church condemned. Men, honest, possibly married, fawned over the pretty things that dared towards the underworld. Yes... become ensnared. Watch them dancing, watch them flashing their flesh. Desire. They spend their money on carnivals and toys, on food and wine. Greed. Later they would fight and spill through the streets, too drunk and stupid to know better. Wrath. Oh yes my pretties, come down towards hell. It made him smirk and chuckle, slipping further and further into the mortal flesh that she deigned to wear. A jester came over to her and spun her about, his bells all a-jingle, Tristan's face lighting up. He laughed a merry laugh, dancing with the jester with all smiles. Who could know that one of the Archdemons of Inferis was walking among them this day?

[Gaius Octavian Skipio]

Rome. The greatest city on earth, a seat of power for nearly a thousand years... A place of enlightenment and freedom. A place of depravity and sin. Gaius glanced about himself, the body he currently made use of some what slow to respond. Yes he could recognize some of the land marks, even if the passing of time had turned the once majestic buildings into dilapidated versions of their former glory. He let out a small sigh and glanced up at the church to a God he had never known. This mighty building stood where the temple of Juno had once been, and he couldn't help but compare the two. This one before him was grand. So grand that it dwarfed all but the most mighty of citadels. But as grand as it was he saw that it was but a shadow of what the Temple of Juno had once been. Juno after all did not have to try to be powerful.

He shook his head, the long auburn hair of his host cascading about him as he did so. He looked down at his hour glass body and had to smile in appreciation. With full breasts, wide hips and a slim waist he was a beauty to behold... And behold it he had, for hours before he had wondered out into the city of his past he had stared at his naked form and explored its wonders. Feeling the soft flesh he wore like a coat, all the while the voice of the woman he now controlled screamed at him. Demanding that he let her go... All he did was laugh at her pathetic pleas. He smiled, his face lighting up with the joy of this feeling.

After having raided the woman's closet he had decided on a sheer white dress that showed off the best aspects of her body, relishing the looks of the men and some of the women gave him as he walked by. Yes, today was a good day... And he hoped in would turn into just the vacation he needed. It was then and only then that he eyed the crowed, looking for some handsome fool to entertain him... And he spotted the perfect mark. Honestly he wasn't all that attracted to men... But this one was feminine enough that he could imagine otherwise. He wondered over, his heeled steps clacking on the cobbles of the road, hips swinging with every step. "Oh excuse me sir... Do you speak English?" His voice was that of a singer, both sweet and melodic... It was only slightly odd to hear it.

[Mammon]

What a delight mortals could be, how silly and gay with each other, yet so prone to the destruction of their fellows at the drop of a pin. Rome had launched enough armies to destroy their enemies in the name of religion. Oh... and she had been there to watch and relish in the twisting of her "Father's" followers. Nothing gave her more joy than that, and helping great Lucifer. It was true her realm was not great compared to others, but it was the most expansive ring, and she was the first wall against any who would dare approach him. Ah, but that was all history, and today... Today she was gathering research for her next plot, her next ploy. She could sense that Inferis was stirring, and she wanted to be ready for when it exploded into a glory gory bath for her to bath and play with. Mmm yes.... let it come. Let it come and rain down--

"Oh excuse me sir... Do you speak English?" Tristan turned, stopping in his revels to see a... woman... standing before him. Her clothing choice was odd at best, for it practically showed off everything. Mammon had to wonder at it, but he would not complain. She was a beautiful young thing, and a young thing that seemed so delicious yet-... Hmm.. Tristan smiled to her and offered her a proper bow, "I do indeed my lady." His voice was smooth, a hint of an Italian accent present, though his voice was neither tenor nor alto. It simply... was. "How can I help such a..." His eyes rolled over her body once more, those golden eyes glinting as he grinned at her, "... gorgeous creature?" Now what did she want? Mammon extended her senses, reaching out to-- Now wait a moment. Why did she smell Belial's work in the air? No... it was his realm. She knew that smell. But she did not sense her brother here. It put her a bit on edge, but it also made her wonder. Was another demon partaking in the days festivities then?

"I must say, your outfit is quite daring. I approve." He commented with a little mischievous gleam in his expression. Oh yes, male or female did not matter to him. What did Mammon care for gender in anything? She would take her pleasures wherever she could from whomever she chose except for a chosen few.

[Gaius Octavian Skipio]

The man turned as she spoke and she saw a face that was... Hard to classify. It was nether male nor female... He knew from the mans profile that he wouldn't have been all that masculine but this was something... Else. He blinked his large brown doe eyes and smiled and forced a faint blush to come to her cheeks as the mans eyes roamed her figure. It seemed he liked what he saw. "How can I help such a..." Those intense eyes flowed up and down her body once again seeming to take her measurements in with but a look. Gaius had to marvel... This man had an intense stare, at least for a human! "... gorgeous creature?" Gaius didn't even have to force him self to giggle at that, because he had hit it right on the nose. Though most who saw his actual form would not call him Gorgeous. In fact that might just have been the least likely descriptor of his actual form... Though of course creature was right on the money.

"I must say, your outfit is quite daring. I approve." The voice was only slightly odd... For the Centurion had expected something all together... Different. It was nether male, nor female but still it was sweet. Maybe a tad to sweet. There was a gleam in the other mans eyes, a gleam and a look that spoke of mischief. He wondered what this man had in mind for him... And what sort of surprise he would need to pull to ruin his mood. "I-Is it?" His blush became harsher still and he cast her eyes down toward the ground in false modesty. Though to him self, all Gaius could do was laugh... He had never in his life tried to be modest or in any way innocent. "I-I didn't really think about that when I put it on..." That was a complete lie, he knew the effect his dress would have on people. After all he WAS a man.

"B-But ya... Um I was wondering if you could give me directions... I a tinsy bit lost..." Inside his own head he was laughing hysterically, just imagining what it would have sounded like had he not been cloaked in this woman's body. He looked up finally, eyes sparkling with innocence and batted his long eye lashes as she crossed her wrists in front of her and swayed a little. "This city is so huge! I just cant find my way around... And well... um you looked like you live here... Everyone else near by was a tourist and um i dont think they could have helped me! I'm sooooo sorry for bothering you but... Could you help me out?" He was actually playing the damsel in distress.... He had never done this before!

[Mammon]

Oh she was blushing, how very... quaint. Demure modesty perhaps? A reddening of the cheeks due to a rush of blood to the location caused by embarrassment. She should be embarrassed. "I-Is it?" Trying to play innocent? Mammon was not fooled, there was an underlying force here at work, but that smile that she placed upon his face was one of sincerity and interest. "I-I didn't really think about that when I put it on..." He wanted to say the words. Wanted to call her bluff for you didn't just choose that outfit without realizing it. Not when the rest of her looked so prim and proper, like she had taken the time to actually do her hair and makeup. Perhaps she had rolled out of bed with a lover she did not mean to have? Heh... now THAT thought made Mammon chuckle on the inside, Tristan laughing lightly as he grinned at her. "It happens, but it is very bold."

"B-But ya... Um I was wondering if you could give me directions... I a tinsy bit lost..." This... this was all very exaggerated for a girl. Inside Tristan's head, her eyes narrowed as she leaned forward more to observe, but Tristan remained tall as he blinked a few times. "Lost?" Oooo she was a cute one, and she was lucky for it despite how Mammon's senses were twinging. Oh yes, there was a demon here. "This city is so huge! I just cant find my way around... And well... um you looked like you live here... Everyone else near by was a tourist and um i dont think they could have helped me! I'm sooooo sorry for bothering you but... Could you help me out?" Lived here? HIM? HAH! Oh she wanted to laugh right in her face, but Tristan only bowed again, taking the ladies hand to place a gentle kiss on the back of it before straightening up again.

"Of course my dear." He replied as looked down at her, that simple physical contact telling Mammon that her senses were correct. Oh yes, there was a demon here, and he was right before her. Yes, a demon of Belial's... Silly silly child, he had no idea who the man before her was! Ohhhh this was going to be delicious, she would play along for sure now. Tristan stared down at her with a gentleness to his demeanor, gesturing across the streets before looking back at her, "Where is it you would like to go? I should be lucky to be able to escort such an exquisite woman." He offered his arm for her to take, making himself a perfect gentleman. Just because she wasn't actually a he didn't mean she didn't know how to be a proper gentleman to a lady. She had had eons to learn what both genders desired.

[Gaius Octavian Skipio]

A laugh... He had not expected such a laugh! For one most humans would be to confounded by his appearance and his some what bashful behavior... But not this one. "It happens, but it is very bold." He forced his body to blush a little more, if only to keep up the charade. Oh how he enjoyed this game! He had not often been the damsel in distress, but rather was what had often caused said distress in the first place. It was rather interesting... But the demon figured it was far more fun to be on the other side of the wails. For one he didn't much enjoy screaming, and he was more then slightly adverse to being devoured in any way other then the sexual. As Gaius stood there he twinged inwardly... Something about the one in front of him was off, he just couldn't tell how. Maybe it was the smell on him, or the odd sound of his voice. But one thing was for sure... His bodies owner was not happy that he was there.

"Lost?" Yes, he was pretending to be lost! Honestly, how more obvious did he need to make it that he was a poor tourist just a little over her head? In his day any man would have jumped at the chance to escort the body he wore around... If only for a chance to spend a little money later in the night! he let out a tiny sigh, but before he could finish the man bent low and placed a kiss on the back of his hand... How gentlemanly, how very.... quaint. He forced his blush deeper and glanced away, his mouth set in a coy smile. What was he to do now? Gaius could not shake the feeling that he was over paying his part, but how could he not? It wasn't very often that he got to wear the body of a sexually attractive woman and he wanted to live it up!

"Of course my dear." His eyes where intense, it felt as if he was boring into his soul... But he had withstood the glares and looks of creatures much more mighty then this mere man, so he mentally shrugged it off and just smiled at the individuals answer. With a gesture the man continued."Where is it you would like to go? I should be lucky to be able to escort such an exquisite woman." If he had been attracted to MORTAL men maybe his look would have done something for him, but as it was it just made him laugh on the inside. On the out side he smiled a radiant smile that must have cost this woman a fortune. "Oh umm... Thank you... Youre very handsome your self." Flirting. He was a little rusty. With a nod he took his arm and gave it a slight squeeze of appreciation "Oh well um... Im trying to find the coliseum... and you would think that would be easy to find but um... But ya i cant seem to."

He wondered what he would do with this little catch. But why rush the decision? He had all the time in the world.

[Mammon]

The blushing, the turning away, Hells teeth it was like watching a soap opera. Mammon couldn't help but roll her eyes on the inside at this entire spectacle in front of her. This demon... He didn't get into pretty girls that often? Heh.. that could go a couple of ways... Anyways, Justin played right along with the little charade while Mammon was all the while watching in the background. She would be interested to find out where it was that this "woman" wanted to go. Justin became a little bewildered in her smile but in that sort of dopey gaze men can get when there's a pretty girl smiling for them sort of way. "Oh umm... Thank you... Youre very handsome your self." Ah yes, appear a little prideful with some modesty... Perfect. Justin stood up a bit straighter as he just smiled a charmers smile, leading them gently along away from the crowds of people in St. Peter's Square.

"Oh well um... Im trying to find the coliseum... and you would think that would be easy to find but um... But ya i cant seem to." The Coli... Of for goodness sake. He only chuckled and shook his head, "It is alright. Sometimes there are days where I don't even remember how to get there. The city can be quite confusing." He reassured her gently, taking them away from all of the crowds as they flooded about in the Vatican city. No, it was time to head towards the Piazza del Colosseo, only about an eleven minute walk. "So this is your first time in Rome I take it? What do you think of it so far?" He asked her, making some light conversation which was so very natural of mortals. Demons did it too, there was more than one occasion when she had to make small talk with one of her siblings, or even some subordinates. Her puppies didn't count.

"And did you travel alone? I would question such a thing for it can be dangerous to do so!"

[Gaius Octavian Skipio]

He was over acting... Gaius knew that much... BUT THIS WAS JUST SO MUCH FUN! So what if he acted a little strangely, it wasn't as if this human would pick up on it now was it? After all their powers of observation where limited at best, and down right dreadful at worst... And it seemed this one fell into the later category. Which was all for the best in all actuality. "It is alright. Sometimes there are days where I don't even remember how to get there. The city can be quite confusing." His smile would have melted the heart of any lost and fearful damsel, good news was Gaius was not a lost and fearful damsel. He was a man... A literal man in a real woman's body! The perfect trap for would be gentlemen! The perfect trap indeed...

His body was whisked away through crowds of people who knew not what they had in their midst, for if they had but an inkling they would all have been runnin g and screaming in terror. For they would know with out a doubt that their HELL existed and that all of them where doomed to it. Like he had been, for reasons still unknown to him. Though Inferis was a whole hell of a lot better then what he would have faced other wise.

"So this is your first time in Rome I take it? What do you think of it so far?" He looked up, hair flying out as he moved his head and blinked. " Well um yes it is! Was it that obvious!?" Lies,lies and still more lies! couldn't the man have asked some other question? "But yes... It is a beautiful city! It keeps taking my breath away!" Which was the truth, he just didn't add why it took his breath away.

"And did you travel alone? I would question such a thing for it can be dangerous to do so!"
He let out another soft laugh and clutched at the mans arm a little. "Oh well yes, but its better to come alone then not at all!" The body smiled but the man inside did not. Rome was no longer the bastion of safety it had once been. "And i can look after my self! Don't underestimate me just because i have a pretty face!" After all, his other form was not nearly so charming and petite. "How much farther? I cant wait to see it! Kinda a dream of mine..." When they reached the coliseum he would draw both these mortal forms over with him... Into his home. Then he would have time to play!

[Mammon]

There was one reason why Mammon was rather relieved that her mortal form was not that of a woman because they always had all of that hair. It was true that Tristan did have longer hair for a man, but it was uneven and the bangs were short, easily pulled back should he need to in order to see everything with perfect clarity. " Well um yes it is! Was it that obvious!?" Tristan chuckled at her, starting to tilt his hand in a so-so gesture, except then he smiled apologetically to her. "Just... a little bit." What a lie that was. Mammon knew this demon had to know where everything was, but it did make her wonder if the mortal form that he had taken was actually from Roma herself. "But yes... It is a beautiful city! It keeps taking my breath away!" Oh it would certainly take your breath away.. in more ways that one.

Tristan felt how she hung onto his arm more, allowing just a little smirk as if it made him prouder of his masculinity. Oh yes, hold tighter little demon, you had no idea what you had done. "Oh well yes, but its better to come alone then not at all!" He raised an eyebrow at that, nodding slowly as he could see the logic in that. Although it was short lived at her slight outburst, "And i can look after my self! Don't underestimate me just because i have a pretty face!" He laughed at that, and Mammon wanted to cackle so very much wishing she could retort properly but no... She wanted to see what this little demon was up to and... maybe how she could turn it on his head. "I do apologize m'lady, I meant no offense." Tristan bowed his head to her politely, grinning down at her. "How much farther? I cant wait to see it! Kinda a dream of mine..."

It was just as she asked that as Tristan saw the Colosseum come up into view ahead of them, making him beam as he extended an arm to gesture at it. "Right there." He answered with a chortle, taking her along the walkway and under the arches as they reached up so majestically to the sky. "Now why the colosseum in particular as a dream for you to see? Did you not wish to see the rest of Roma as well?" He asked her with furrowed brows as the sun broke over them again, leaving them in the broken and weathered structures inside. The floor was partially covered in the center where the stage used to be, but parts of it were still revealed to show the maze of passageways beneath. The pair slowed to a stop so that she could admire the majesty inside, Mammon now watching with the utmost interest. Would this demon do what she thought he might? Or would it be something else?

[Gaius Octavian Skipio]

As if made so by divine prophecy the coliseum appeared before them, rising high over the buildings about them. Dwarfing them with its untold grandeur and unparalleled majesty. True this building had been erected long after his time on this earth had been finished, but it still resonated with his warriors soul. For battles where fought here, not for the simple sake of killing but for honor and glory! Glory that was all but unheard of in this modern day and age of firearms. He had to marvel at the simplicity of those, for where he once thought that killing was the domain of demons he now knew he was mistaken. Where his kind had created these sins, it was man the favored creatures of the christian god who had perfected them. For it was they who had made killing just a trigger pull away, and as much as Gaius could appreciate the innovation he hated the outcome.

His feminine self let out a woo of awe as his would be protector gestured out to the building he had already glimpsed. "Right there." His head nodded and though he wished to grab this mans hand and whisk him away to what may very well be his doom... But he couldn't, that would ruin the illusion just yet. So he contained him self for now and carried on as if nothing had changed. The man laughed again, the sound still wrong to his ears though he couldn't place why. "Now why the Colosseum in particular as a dream for you to see? Did you not wish to see the rest of Roma as well?"

He smiled up at him and nodded with enthusiasm that only one so young could show. "Yes of course! Its just that you know... Its like the most famous building in Rome! And well i couldn't not go and see it.. You know?" He hurried his foot steps just a tad, showing how much he wanted to get there,pulling on hte man with him just a tad." I don't know what ill ever do to repay you! I mean youve helped me much and you don't even know me!"

[Mammon]

"Yes of course! Its just that you know... Its like the most famous building in Rome! And well i couldn't not go and see it.. You know?" The most famous? Tristan almost wanted to argue with her, but he just sort of shrugged and nodded, blinking in surprise at being tugged along. Further in they went till they stood on the inner most ring near the center of the Colosseum, Mammon pulling on the appearance of a bewildered man for anyone would be at being tugged so. He didn't fight though, instead following along like an infatuated puppy dog. Oh yes, please pull her right along. Mammon knew exactly what she wanted to do. "Thats true it is!" He commented with a smile, both brows raising as she spoke again, " I don't know what ill ever do to repay you! I mean youve helped me much and you don't even know me!" They were close to the edge with only the pit of mazes and old walkways behind him.

Bingo. Tristan chuckled a little, scratching the back of his head sheepishly, shaking his head as he placed both hands on her shoulder. "My lady it was my pleasure." He told her sincerely, flashing her another grin, one of his hands sliding down till he held hers, kissing the back of it gently before staring into her eyes with those mesmerizing golden depths. His other arm slid about her back, pulling her closer as his nose now touched hers, aaaaalmost about to kiss her (as far as it seemed), but! "There's just one thing," And with that, his entire demeanor changed to something pleasantly sinister, for what could be more terrifying than evil wearing a pretty face? "You do know me." He knew that she would be aware of how tightly he held onto her now, pulling her with him as he jumped over the railing and down the twenty or thirty feet into the pit below, their mortal forms tumbling till they hit the bottom. Except only one mortal form remained at the bottom....

The pair went tumbling down into the Great Undercroft, still wearing his mortal form as Mammon was cackling. He still clutched onto the male demon that was there in his arms, still rather handsome, her tongue licking across Tristans lips as she leaned close to his face to purr at his ear, "What a lovely charade." She whispered, her voice distinctly female, tongue licking along his cheek before she suddenly pulled back, golden eyes accented with flecks of crimson as she stared Gaius in the eye. She released him from her grasp, growing taller and greater as she took on her demon form. Pale skin became light tan with hints of green hues, claws and spikes extending from her hips, arms, and hands, three tails growing out of her bum. Mammon stood at her full glory before him, now at least fifteen feet tall and grinning with those two rows of teeth. The jaws in her tails chomped and howled for food, but she quieted them, leaning down to bring a single claw up beneath his chin, delicately touching the flesh of her brothers child. "What, were you thinking of bringing dear old Tristan down here to play with? Silly little boy." She purred at him with a grin, rather disturbing with those two rows of teeth and that split flap in the middle that separated and joined the two jaws together.

"What is your name? Don't be shy." She asked sweetly, but the demand beneath it was unmistakable. She wanted to be sure she knew whom it was that wanted to toy with her unwittingly.

[Gaius Octavian Skipio]

"My lady it was my pleasure." The man bent and kissed the back of his lady like hand before looking into his eyes with those odd gold orbs. For his part he had never seen eyes in that exact color... It was as if he was staring into pools of swirling molten gold. It was oddly entrancing, almost mesmerizing in fact. He shook his head slightly clearing it as he slide an arm about his back and brought his face closer. Yes this had been what he had wanted, to blind the fool with a kiss and then tumble down over the railing... And into the hell that was below. A plan so simple that it couldn't fail.

Yet as he came into kiss her and his own arms wrapped about the one in question... Something felt off. The man squeezed her a tad too snugly. Warning bells had finally begun to tole in the mans head, but he had a feeling it was already to late. His lips got closer as if to kiss, but instead the being spoke in a voice that was to sweet. "There's just one thing, You do know me." The grip on him tightened even more, he could feel his bone creak under the pressure he put him under, and thats when he felt it... That sensation of flying that he had never gotten used to... Though he knew he wasn't flying... He was falling, falling faster then he had any right to be... Falling straight into hell.

They landed then, still clinging together, like lovers in a passionate embrace... But the passion was not lust nor anger on the part of Gaius... But fear. Though that was fading and quickly as he found that he was once again on the ground. "What a lovely charade." The voice had changed... Becoming altogether more... Feminine. The body moved before him, licking his cheek before.... Changing as all demon where able to do... But this was no ripping out of the host body, but this was altogether different... This was if she... He... It had been walking in the world of the living in her own flesh.

It sunk in then, the reality of the situation he was in.... There where only ten demons alive that could do such a thing. He searched his mind for something to say... To think... But it kept wandering back to a modern saying: Well FUCK. The change finally ceased and he was looking up into the eyes of one of the great archdemons... And though he did not flinch his soul or what tattered remains that where left quivered.

A claw hand reached out and lifted his hosts chin and looked him in the eyes. "What, were you thinking of bringing dear old Tristan down here to play with? Silly little boy." He just shook his head without saying a word. "What is your name? Don't be shy." There was a command there... And one he was all to ready to answer. The woman's eyes closed and he let him self flow up, a faint moan escaped his lips as the body he had been in crumpled to the ground mentally and physically worn out. He stood before her then in his own form, his scars and tattoos standing out against his otherwise pale skin. His leather loin cloth cinched tight about his waist. He looked up into her golden eyes with his own bronze colored orbs and let out a soft sigh that the one before him would have to strain to hear. "It seems that today is a good day to die..." Resignation crossing his features though he looked in no way defeated.

"My name" He raised his chin in pride as he spoke, for if he was to die on this day he would do so as he had lived both his lives with on his feet, standing tall and proud. "Is Gaius Octavian Skipio." His words like his stance where filled with strength even as he faced of against impossible odds. "May I have the honor of dying with my sword in hand? Or are you going to cut me down like the trash you undoubtedly think I am? IT is after all your right to do so my lady, and there is nothing i could do to stop it in my current state." He would have changed form then and there... But he felt as if that would have sealed his death warrant. Even if he was READY to die... He honestly didn't want to.

[Mammon]

Ohhhhh.... could you SMELL that fear on the air! If Mammon didn't have him poised with her claw she would have laughed a great booming laugh, but for now? She waited patiently, quietly for him to answer her question. The mortal form crumpled, her tails crying out with short, guzzled chomps at the food that was laying there on the ground. She silenced them again as she observed his human form, a single eyebrow raising as her ears twitched a little. Oh yes, this man was terrified of what she might do to him. Which was a point she was still debating, what WAS she going to do with him? It was pure happenstance that he chose her to play with, but she knew exactly what he would have done had she not beaten him to the punch. The result would have still been the same, though she had a feeling the surprise would have been even greater for him. No matter, it still left her debating in her mind what it was she wanted to do.

Ahh, he had accepted his predicament. Good. He spoke something in what sounded akin to the Latin that she knew, but with slight differences. "My name, is Gaius Octavian Skipio." Gaius... Interesting. An older soul that would have felt right at home in the Colosseum. She remained standing tall above him with her great claws hanging at her sides, tails undulating back and forth as her two jaws remained rather neutral. "May I have the honor of dying with my sword in hand? Or are you going to cut me down like the trash you undoubtedly think I am? IT is after all your right to do so my lady, and there is nothing i could do to stop it in my current state." As soon as he finished speaking her tails descended upon the worn out girl, her screams of startlement and pain loud and sharp in both their ears. But Mammon only stared at Gaius as her tails fed on her flesh and blood, the soul something that she grabbed before her teeth could decimate it. Oh she had plans for the girls soul, so she gripped it tightly in one of her hands.

The screams became softer as the teeth chewed away more, some now slurping at the ground for her blood, Mammon licking her lips in the "I" pattern that her mouth formed as she bent down to him. "No. You've learned to be more careful, haven't you, Gaius Octavian Skipio?" She purred into his ear as she dragged the back of her free hand along the side of his face. "I can see you have." Her voice whispered into his ear, a gentle breeze that blew past as she straightened up, her tails picking the last meat from the bones of that woman. "So no, I won't turn you into dog food. You provided me with some entertainment, and even dinner!" She cackled, the girls soul struggling in her hand, crying out as Mammon squeezed tighter. She had puppies that needed to be fed after all. "Consider this as a favor you owe me. Should I require aid in something," She smiled down at him with those two rows of jaws, "I'll keep it a battle for your sake, then you will come and you will help me. Then I will consider us even. Deal?" She extended her right hand, the girl groaning in the left as Mammon's great golden-crimson eyes glinted while staring at him.

[Gaius Octavian Skipio]

The screams that echoed about them would have torn at the heart of any mortal man no matter how jaded or insane for these screams where screams of complete and abject terror at things one could not understand, though there was some small almost insignificantly tiny mercy... Her terror had not lasted long. And though it enraged Gaius for one such as her destroyed for no better reason then to satisfy a perverse monsters hunger he did not act nor betray his feeling with anything more then a hardening of his eyes and mouth. Other then that he showed no reaction and looked on with what could only be called cold disdain. And as the blood flew through the air and landed upon him he did not even bat an eye.

"No. You've learned to be more careful, haven't you, Gaius Octavian Skipio?" Her hand smeared the blood that had found its way to his cheek, he could feel it cooling already, as the last visages of life left even the fluids his host had contained. He would have cringed, shed a tear for the pointless loss of a life that he had needed and in some ways cherished. But he didn't, there would be time enough for tears on a later date when he wasn't faced with a demon that lacked even the semblance of decency.

"So no, I won't turn you into dog food. You provided me with some entertainment, and even dinner!" The creatures breath was sweet with the smell of rot and decay. "Consider this as a favor you owe me. Should I require aid in something, I'll keep it a battle for your sake, then you will come and you will help me. Then I will consider us even. Deal?" He closed his eyes slowly then let them drift open. "If i where to say no then i would be dead, so yes i agree to your terms" With those words he slid a nail across his palm splitting his skin" And with this" He holds out his fist and squeezes, blood drips onto the floor. "My word is given of mine own free will." He felt the weight of his promise settle about him and in this instant he understood one thing: Duty was as heavy as a mountain, and death as swift as it is was as light as a feather.

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[Mammon]

Oh-ho-ho!! It would appear that dear Gaius didn't like what she did with his poor little host! Honestly.... that only made Mammon grin more. The goal was to startle him, to show him what would happen had her whims waned.... otherwise. He would have been the poor sod getting chewed to pieces as a meal, no matter how tough his skin might be. She didn't need the outright displays to show that she had succeeded, that simple hardening of his mouth and eyes was enough. And so she smiled now in satisfaction. Let him hate her. What did he think would happen to a host that he would have sacrificed anyways? What did he think would have happened had he beaten her to the punch of dragging her to Inferis? He should have realized that this end was unavoidable. He should be glad that Mammon had not tortured the girl instead! THEN... then he would have truly hated her. The girls soul squirmed again in her grasp, but she shot one look down to her with little to no expression on her features and she stopped, she had to realize the futility of her current predicament.

But yes, now she observed him, watching the control and frustration that he held within himself at the terms of her agreement with him. "If i where to say no then i would be dead, so yes i agree to your terms" Good. She watched as he cut his palm, her smile growing at the wellspring of blood that rose from it. "And with this," A deep, deep rumbling echoed across the empty space, for it was a low chuckle that had grown within her, "My word is given of mine own free will." Her jaws opened as her chuckle grew louder, the smiles suddenly gone as she grew suddenly serious, straightening up now as she held out a clawed hand. A few droplets of his blood floated away from their journey towards the ground, racing now towards her as her tongue shot out to consume them, the crimson in her eyes glowing with a radiant light. "And so the bargain is struck. You will be released upon my word when you have completed the task for which you have been called." Her voice seemed to take on a multi-phonic echo, multiple voices of male, female, and in-between reverberating from her and across the decrepit Colosseum that they found themselves in.

As fast as it began, Mammon now stood before him with only a hint of a smile, the glow gone, her hand lowered back to her side. With the blink of an eye her face was next to his again, licking his cheek again. "Until next time Gaius Octavian Skipio." She hissed at him, before she took off, the wind whistling past him as her great legs carried her great distances back towards her home sphere of the Regal Necropolis.

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