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Post by Demonhunter May 12th 2021, 11:26 pm

Albrex, although smart for an imp, was still not immune to the mental deficiencies of his species. He ripped through an entire belt of ammunition non-stop. Unfortunately for Max’s swarm, the ones that hadn’t been peppered with holes from his turret or Samuel’s guns, were immediately blindered like an angry imp smoothie as soon as Samuel decided to make his move.

Max didn’t expect Samuel to survive 200 rounds, however, he also didn’t want to travel with an unloaded gatling gun. He hurries to pick up a new belt, struggling slightly under the weight and working on getting the end fed into the intake.

He was still scrambling to get the gun reloaded as Samuel approached. Even as the winged man landed near the van, he was still working on the reload.

“You think I’m just gonna surrender peacefully?” He asks, not even stopping despite Samuel being right in front of the van. “Think about this, I surrender, you take me back to that slave driving mad man, and I get fucked. However… I don’t surrender and MAYBE, I live. Would you surrender to you?” This, although quite dumb, was quite complex thought for an imp.

“Look, I wanna get this thing reloaded and fill ya full of holes… I also wanna get the fuck out of here, cash or not. How about we split the cash and go to Mexico… Trust me, you do too much work for Isroh, he’ll own you.” The imp warns, the name Isroh burnt like venom onto his tongue.

Albrex smacks a part of the gun home and moves to turn the crank and is met with a loud BANG… and no impact onto Samuel…. Followed by several more with no projectiles. And today, Albrex learned to never buy expensive things from other imps. They’d sold the gun with a belt with real rounds… and the rest were blanks.

“Ah, fuck me.” Albrex groans, looking at the hitman with a vaguely sick expression. It was over and he knew it. He was screwed. “Fine. Can we at least get a beer first?” He groans, lighting a cigarette and extending to box for the hit man sent to catch him.

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Post by Samael Christensen May 30th 2021, 6:35 pm

”Don’t surrender if you don’t want to. You don’t need your legs to survive. At this point it comes down to how much pain you want to go through, “ He was not the kind of person to relish on torturing a person, but this was also a demon. Far from what he could have called a person, so something within him found no problem threatening him with pain and mutilation. Imp or otherwise, it was perfectly fine to him.  Imps also from what he knew were not that bright, even the brightest of them were nothing more than dullards like this one. Which meant his best plan would have been trying to reload a gun right infront of him, when he could have easily ripped through the barrel of the gun with a thought. Honestly, he was just in no position to resist the cambion at this point. Cops would be coming soon due to the sound of gunshots, which meant he needed to get this done quickly.

He bored his teeth, looking almost savage in his annoyance with the imp. That being until the gun tried to fire and found itself spitting no such lead. ”A beer’s fine. Just remember not to do anything stupid,” Shadows crept up behind the imp, forming sharp claws that could slip through their spine if he wanted it to do so. ”I hate demons, especially stupid ones. Let’s hope you don’t prove yourself to be that stupid.” He drew what looked to be a crystal wand from his jacket pocket glowing an ominous red color. Drawing a few runes across the exposed flesh of his arm. The flesh burned with pain which quickly faded away as the holes within his body also closed up.

”Besides, he wouldn’t be the first demon who thought they owned me. My fathers a Prince of Hell and he still acts like making me brands me as his property,” He rolled his eyes, realizing he might have gave unimportant exposition. ”Let’s get out of here first. I would rather not get into a shootout with the police. They tend to be far more annoying than your kind,” He knew the imp had no choice with the enforcement of potential pain if he didn’t follow along. Reaching out he took one of the cigarettes and lit it with a beat bic lighter he kept in his now hole riddled leather jacket. ”I know a place not too far from here. Has a pretty good beer and…well a few other things,” If you knew how to get into The Pit it was basically anywhere, btu then again he only knew it through tangential information.

Picking out one of the undestroyed doors he stepped through thinking the most evil thing he could but what they found beyond was not a hotel room but instead a rather well kept bar. ”Mac, get us two beers would you?” The bartender eyed the dangerous looking shadows around the imp but slammed down two cold beers for them.

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Post by Demonhunter May 30th 2021, 11:22 pm

Albrex couldn’t help but groan as he felt the sharp claws against his spine in ominous threat. Now there really was no chance of slipping away from under the assassin’s nose. Part of him hoped to sneak off, however that thought slowly began to die out in his mind. He’d be dead in a matter of hours, may as well have a few moments of peace beforehand. He'd gone from the end of Isroh's leash, the the end of Samael's.

“Agreed on the cops front. And I might need several beers.” The imp admits taking a long draw on his cigarette. He followed along, only really considering running again as Samael opened this mysterious door to an evil bar called ‘the pit’.

“Huh…” Albrex thinks out loud. “Don’t tell Isroh about this place.” He mentions as he passes a few demons who appeared to not have fear encroaching on the back of their minds. It reminded him of the Hell Hound, minus all the unsuspecting humans who truly thought it was a normal bar and not a shrine to mass money laundering. “Insane bastard will want to rip it out of the ground root and stem.” There was a moment all the imp could do was look on in awe. A kingdom that wasn’t ruled with a thorny fist. He’d only been under Isroh’s rule for a fairly short period of time, but it was long enough for him to realize he wasn’t satisfied without complete control of his rapidly expanding territory.

The imp sits at the bar, taking his beer and just kind of decompressing for a moment. “I’m not sure what the Serpent King is. Some say he’s a demon lord, one rumor says he’s satan himself. Some even doubt he’s a demon at all, but something worse if that were even possible. All I know is he came from as far down hells gullet as one could possibly go and clawed his way out. And now he terrorizes us for shiggles.” Albrex slumps and smacks his forehead into the wood of the bar. He only sat like that for a moment before opening his beer and taking a swig. It was shit beer, but right now it was the best thing he’d tasted.

“So… Prince of Hell for dear old dad then? Humor me. How does hells royalty end up chasing down imps for cash? Don’t worry I won’t spill your dirty secrets seeing as I’m about to be sans skin and possibly a head.” The imp trails off, gulping in a bit of fear at the realization death would absolutely suck. Perhaps he could down enough liquor and maybe shoot up enough Nepenthe to where he wouldn't feel his own execution when the time came.
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Post by Samael Christensen July 13th 2021, 5:06 pm

”If he wanted to do that he’d have to get through Mac and that guy isn’t a pushover,” Samael noted, wondering how strong the strange barkeep was. Not that he heard much in the way of raw strength when it came to the strange man. Was he human, demon or something else entirely? No one knew and no one was soon to find out he felt. The imp however just began puffing away at his cigarette and talking about Isroh, mostly how he appeared from nowhere and began forcing demons in line. Something about just wanting all the territory for himself. He gave a small shrug, black eyes closing just for a second, dark circles even more obvious when they didn’t have the pitch-black contrast.

It did sound like a demon to reach for more than they could hold. ”He’s a small fry really. I’ve seen true demons, monsters that take the minds of mortals and turn them into their play things. Steal souls through paltry promises and other nasty things. I’m not scared of a kingpin with some power,” He took a drag of his cigarette, remembering some of the things his siblings could do, let alone his father though he claimed that was just him playing around. What was the true strength of a Prince of Hell. He had heard horror stories of the strongest of them, slaughtering angels and celestials like they were nothing. To that Samael felt a mixture of kinship and abstract loathing.

”Why else? I abdicated if we want to use fancy words but for those who don’t understand them I didn’t want that life. If you ask my dad I’m too soft, I don’t like the way my kind do things and would rather kill them,” There was no denying his violence urges, he knew that much. The dark hatred that crept towards people that annoyed him and what little restraint he had to avoid killing them. ”so what does it feel like? Trying to claw your way out of second class demon citizen and being kicked back down? Kicked back down by a demon princes failure no less,” He chuckled, smoke blowing in thin clouds through his nostrils like a dragons.

He felt Mac’s eyes on him though he couldn’t tell if there was judgement in them or something else. ”Doesn’t matter. Mac, got any of that seal? You know the stuff,” The man nodded, reaching for a small lacquer bottle and pouring it out into a shot glass. It didn’t look like much, the iridescent liquid but he knew it was good shit. ”try this. Doesn’t matter how high your tolerance is, it’ll cut through it and it tastes pretty good too,”

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Post by Demonhunter July 24th 2021, 2:54 am

“You seem to think he’d bring his boys in. No, He’d do much worse.” Albrex had seen how Isroh nosed out competition. He would very rarely risk his man power, and he definitely wouldn’t risk it on a fight he knew he couldn’t gain more than he lost. He’d been around enough to see the blockading tactics, the stock shorting and the political reckonings he could bring. He’d likely have the place on it’s knees before even setting foot in the place.

Giving a light nod the imp laughs into his beer. “I get not wanting that shit. Why do you think I cut and run? Think I just wanted to get some cash and live the high life or something?” Albrex chuckles as Mac poured out an unfamiliar iridescent drink into his glass. The imp examines it suspiciously watching the liquid metal swirl around in his glass. “Feels a bit better than being held down by an oppressive prick of a demon with a prissy ass dog.” He retorts, knocking back the seal in one go. He grits his teeth as the world begins to spin. “Wouldn’t call ya a failure though. Ya did end up catchin the fuck outa me. Yer already a lot better than most.” He laughs as the liquor begins to ease the foreboding terror.

“Shit is good. Helluva last drink.” Albrex settles the glass back on the bar, head tipping back in his barstool. Reaching into his coat pocket he pulls two small glass ampules filled with a deep red liquid, it looked like blood with a bit of a white shimmer at the top floating like oil. “Here. ‘s Nepenthe.” He passes one over to Sammy, seeing it as only fair. Albrex pushes his thumb against the top of the ampule, cracking off the tip and downing the liquid in one go.

The imp tenses, every vein in his body seeming to flash under his skin all at once as his eyes go bloodshot. He cringes for a second before the bright effect fades and he leans forward into the table, eyes glazed over and bloodshot in a strung out manner. “Shit beats the hell out of live human blood.”
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Post by Samael Christensen July 26th 2021, 10:35 pm

”If he can fight Mac he’s more than welcome to try,” Samael shrugged, feeling the sharp gaze of the barkeep on him now that he’d said something like that. The cambion simply ignored him, shrugging and looking down at the shot glass of Seal set before them. He didn’t care to think much about Isroh, though the bars unique existence was the kind of thing that wasn’t easily assailed by normal human establishments. He did wonder where Mac got all of his drinks, but the didn’t question those things. They were comparatively cheap, which made this place the perfect drinking hole for someone like him.

Samael shrugged and looked down to the imp. ”That’e exactly what I thought actually. ” He noted, lifting the small glass and eyeing the swirling bright liquid before downing it all at once. It cut through his resistance like a sharp knife, leaving him feeling light headed. ”I’m used to demons trying to impose themselves on me. A shame most of them are prone to being too difficult to kill,” He shrugged, feeling the fruity taste on his lips and even feeling better despite the whole situation.  Keeping the imp in his periphery, though his shadows forced the little guy from doing something stupid.

”It’s the kind of shit that’ll even knock a dragon on its ass. Know one and it’s the only thing he’ll drink,” He only vaguely put attention towards the vial that the imp pulled out. He heard the sound of the bar door opening, his sharp hearing cutting through the movement of people around him. Followed by him looking to the imp. ”you didn’t happen to spend all of that money you stole from the big guy right?” he questioned, remembering something he was supposed to do.

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