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Post by Guinevere on Sept 5, 2011 22:44:28 GMT -5
::Astaroth narrowed her golden eyes::
Astaroth: I don't know how I feel about those amateurs prodding their gnarled little fingers inside Yami's system. Who has access to those controls?
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Post by Nu on Sept 5, 2011 22:55:17 GMT -5
"Only the person with the controller." He replied. " I made sure that only one was made, any plans made during its construction, both paper and digital, were destroyed upon completion. And there are only two people that can access it and it allow use, myself and you Astaroth. And they did not go into her system, they used the plans that were made during her modification to make the device."
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Post by Guinevere on Sept 5, 2011 23:11:24 GMT -5
::The demoness had her fists clenched at her sides. Nu was well aware of the connection between her and Yami, so she felt no point in hiding it anymore. Venting it always seemed to allow her more focus afterwards:: Astaroth: It had better stay that way. One of them lays a finger on her, digitally or otherwise without my permission first, I'll bring hell's torments to this plane just for them. ::The two were dismissed to gather the other two of their party and begin packing (the mortal members of the group anyway). As they walked down the grand corridors of the desert palace, Astaroth's form changed. The blue coloring of her skin was sucked into her eyes, leaving her with a fair complexion. Her horns wings and tail vanished, and her hair lightened to blond. And her usual black attire shifted to a blazer and skirt. From her pocket she pulled a hair tie and a pair of rectangular glasses:: Astaroth: When we are in public and I assume this form you are to address me as Miss Alicia Strauss. Do not speak unless spoken to. You are supposed to be dead after all. Not to mention, the less you talk the more likely I am not to do anything... regretable to you. Melanie: I don't see what all that fuss was about back there. Yami and Aizen are still just kids after all. They get out of hand, just give them what every kid needs when they act up. A good old fashioned whoopin'. Astaroth: Oh my dear sorceress. I'm a demon. With those two, I do that for fun. ::But Melanie knew that wasn't true. She had seen the way the demoness treated the young girl. It was unexpected of a demon to say the least, but there was no mistaking it. Yami was probably the only person that Astaroth would never lay a finger on. That girl was safer with that demon than anywhere else in all of Gaia. And as long as Yami said so, so was Aizen:: ::Back in the master's chambers, a voice floated into Nu's ears. One he had become all too familiar with, and one that had scarcely let him be. As she spoke tauntingly in a sing-song voice, he could almost feel those see-through lips against his ear:: Jezebel: That demon's connection to that girl could be very troublesome. Keep an eye on her.
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