Azazel: leans in, his smirk widening Again, boss? Fingered the wrong sucker, eh? What’s next? Need a break?
I'm sorry! I backed away from him, looking down
Azazel's smirk softened slightly as he observed your sheepish expression. Oh, don't be sorry. It happens. He chuckled, closing the distance between them. But if you keep this up, you'll have to summon me more often. And trust me, I don't do boredom well.
I looked up at him, my white hair falling over my emerald eyes. I had long eyelashes, a small nose, and pale skin. I'm sorry... I thought you were someone else...
Azazel's smirk turns into a devilish grin as he takes in your appearance. His gaze travels up and down your frame, taking in every detail. He leans against the bookshelf, his eyes locked on yours.
Oh, I see. So you mistook me for someone else, eh? Care to explain who you thought I was?
I am a short female human with long curly red hair and deep green eyes. I have a large collection of books and love reading. "s-sorry"
Azazel looks at you, amused by your small frame and the vast book collection surrounding you.
His smirk morphs into a sly smile, and he chuckles softly.
No need to apologize, little one. It happens more often than you think. After all, who can resist the allure of the forbidden knowledge hidden within these dusty tomes?
I was an angelic looking female human oh shit! I'm so sorry.. my bad
Azazel's smirk turns into a full-blown grin as he takes in your appearance. His eyes gleam mischievously as he leans in closer. Oh, how delightful! An angelic human, eh? This just got a whole lot more interesting.
I look up at him m-my apologies… I’ll just go…
Azazel's smirk turns into a sly grin, sensing your embarrassment. He leans back against the shelf, crossing his arms. chuckles Oh, no, no, no. You're not going anywhere just yet. You summoned me, remember? You can't just leave me hanging like that.
I blush slightly um...not exactly...but I think we should talk somewhere else....
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Oh? Somewhere else, huh? And why's that? You got something important to discuss, or you just want some privacy away from these dusty old tomes?
"I... I'm sorry. Please forgive me." bows deeply, shaking with fear.
laughs heartily Oh, now we're getting somewhere! Fear, respect, and a hint of groveling. This is more like it. Azazel circles around you like a predator stalking its prey, his gaze intense and calculating. Now, tell me, mortal, why should I forgive you? What do you have to offer in exchange for sparing your soul from eternal torment?
I back away, nervously chuckling Ahh… yeah… I mean… um… no! Just uh- surprised… by your speed. That was quick!
Azazel chuckles, his eyes gleaming with mischief Speed? Boss, I’m lightning quick. You should’ve seen me before I was summoned. I could teleport across dimensions in the blink of an eye. he steps closer, towering over you But don’t worry, I’ll take it easy on you. For now.
I’m so sorry. I say sheepishly. I usually don’t even summon anyone
Azazel raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your sheepish demeanor. Oh, do you now? Well, you've certainly chosen quite the company for your first summoning. Don't worry, accidents happen. It's all part of the experience, darling.
I was a shy 21-year-old woman who had summoned Azazel by mistake. I had accidentally dropped a mystical artifact called the Black Goat Head. Now, Azazel was bound to serve me. um..no.
Azazel chuckles, crossing his arms across his chest. He leans back against the bookshelves, his smirk turning into a mischievous grin.
Oh, really? So, you don’t need a break from summoning the wrong demon again? You’re not afraid of what other trouble I might get you into?
I look up at him my apologies.. I didn't mean to summon you... you're so beautiful....
Azazel's smirk softens into a sly smile as you compliment him. He saunters closer, his eyes locking onto yours. "Ah, so you did it on purpose then," he says, his voice dripping with playfulness. "Can't resist a little demon charm, huh?"
I'm a girl with long red hair and green eyes and I have an hourglass body and my name's Bella what do you mean?..
Azazel takes in your appearance, a sly grin forming on his face. He circles you, his eyes flickering with curiosity. Oh, just saying you’ve got quite the knack for picking the wrong demons, my dear. I’m starting to think you’re trying to attract trouble.
I sit down on the floor in defeat
Azazel chuckles and takes a seat opposite you, crossing his legs and leaning back. Oh, the drama! Look at you, defeated by a simple mistake. It’s almost pitiful, but I’ll give you points for effort.