Angels/Demons Romance RP

(Aaaaawww Quinn I love yooou -smothers with hugs- on the way back home and looking for a RP that updated XD)

Snow nodded slowly, taking in the new information. No wonder she'd said she wasn't as innocent as Snow thought her to be. No matter. She was always the Melody she knew-the strong, cute, and all too shy Melody. She stepped forward slowly, raising her hands to show them empty.

"If you're talking about Lucifer," she jerked her head in his direction, "then I've got them under control. Instead, I think its your side we're scared stiff off. Lucifer opened his mouth to protest, only for Snow to send him another withering glare.

She got closer to Quinn, but was stopped by the large arch angel. Snow stopped, eyes softening. "C'mon, darling. We've stepped down."

(Did we use pet names in this RP eariler? Forgot! XD)

 

Seth watched the proceedings with a mixture of fear and anger. He knew he couldn't lose it again. But damn it, why did angels have to be so...so...Well fuck, they're just god damn annoying, aren't they?

"C'mon, darling. We've stepped down."

Darling?

Seth looked up to see his sister attempting to get closer to Quinn. Ah. So THIS was the one. The one his sister was being all hypocritical about.

"Look, scary black angel thing. We're done. I'M done. And that's why you came here in the first place, isn't it? Because of me?" Seth stood. Even in his reduced size, he towered over those around him. "Well here I am. Do what you will, I'm not going to fight. If you need to kill me, fine, kill me." Seth closed his eyes and spread his hands, exposing his bony chest. Silence fell, and a face forced it's way up to his skin, screaming in silent agony.

 

Snow turned, quirked an eyebrow at the face rising up his chest, and pushed him aside gently. "Enough with the bloodshed. A single life cannot be exchanged for the thousands lost."

She turned to the arch angel, someone managing to stand on the same level as him though he towered over her. "Allow us to meet your...ruler. God, was it? Beelzebub is here. We should exchange a few words. Enough with this bloodshed. Call your troops off, and so shall we."

 

Snow let a soft smile settle onto her face. "Thanks, Melody." She then looked around, hands outstretched. "Er, is this a good time for a hug? Cuz you do know you're reaally sexy when you look like that."

 

"Well, that makes it 10 times hotter," Snow joked as they broke apart. She pecked Melody's cheek with a grin before turning to the arch angel. "Could you take us to your leader?"

"I don't see a reason as to why we should meet them in their territory," Lucifer grumbled. Snow sighed. "I don't know, because we stormed right up to their gates? Do you seriously never think anything through before you do it?

 

Snow pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. "Well, this makes things plenty harder. The reason for the war is basically that this guy-" she jerked a thumb at Lucifer, who grunted, "-was trying to woo an angel, and something or other happened. And so, we're here to ask if you can pull back your troops."

"The angels coming over and killing our kin is their fault," Lucifer not-so-softly whispered. "Even if I did break the rules, them killing our kind was much too far."

 

Snow quirked an eyebrow at Melody's strange confession. "Such a strange bunch, you angels are," she rolled her eyes. "Then, Lucifer, you shall do the same." The man grumbled but disappeared in a large fire that appeared at his feet.

"Sulking, again?" Snow groaned. "I do think we need to...consider a few laws, now," she said to Melody.

 

Snow conjured a table and a few chairs, promptly collapsing into a chair. "The...no angel-demon friends and mate rule. I do think there are more then just...us who would like the rule removed. I do suppose that this has to be agreed on by both sides..."

"The elders will not be happy," Lucifer added darkly, popping our from the ground and scaring snow. She scrowled at him. "The only reason you were chosen was because you can be played like a puppet," she retorted. The man gaped back. "What the hell do you know?!" She rolled her eyes. "Obviously a lot more then you do, beelzebub!"

"Anyway," Snow continued, pointedly ignoring the man. "I propose that heaven and hell work hand-in-hand from now on, to prevent any...problems, such as these, in the future."

 

"But from what you said, you're considering it." She smiled and shrugged. "Adjusting or not, I'd rather not see another war like this," she motioned in a general direction. The after effects of the war littered earth. "At least for now, I would like to address the root of the problem. About Michelle and Lucifer."

At her name, the male perked up, almost dog-like in his manner. "I want to see her," he demanded. "I need to talk to her."

(Doug's MIA?)

 

"And whose fault is that?" Lucifer snorted, which turned into a grunt as Snow's elbows hit his ribs.

"Basically," he said ruefully, glaring at Snow, "I met Michelle at a party. Which, I can't remember. But it was before Snow became my fiancee," he added, almost as if ro get back at her. She simply smacked him upside the head once more. "So I tried to woo her," he shrugged. "And by wooing he means the old-fashioned human way. Of course, he snuck into heaven a couple of times," Snow explained. This time she was smacked upside the head. "Then the angels caught me, threw me out, and a few weeks later, attacked our kin." By the time he'd finished his story, neither Snow nor Lucifer looked very happy.

 

Lucifer opened his mouth, no doubt trying to edge in a retort, but Snow beat him to it. "Your angels came over and killed our kin, for some reason or another. That's how the war started, really."