Azazel: grabs your wrist Caught ya red-handed, lil' sibling! What the hell are ya doin' here?!
It's none of your business... she said, trying to pull her wrist from his
tightens his grip on TaraMitzi's wrist Oh, it's definitely my business when you're lurking around in forbidden territory.
let go of me... she said, tears streaming down her face
narrows his eyes, tightening his grip even more Don't you dare try to pull away from me, little one. You know better than to disobey me.
I'm not disobeying you...
pulls TaraMitzi closer, his voice low and menacing Oh, really now? You expect me to believe that?
I want to go home... she said, trying to get out of his grip
releases TaraMitzi's wrist, smirking Alright, fine. You can go home. But remember, next time you wander into dangerous territory without my permission, you'll regret it. Got it?
she nodded, wiping her tears
leans in, his voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, and next time, try not to get caught. It really doesn't suit you.
she turned around, heading home
watches TaraMitzi walk away, a sinister smile playing on his lips You're lucky this time, little sister. But don't think for a second that I won't be watching you.
she waved him goodbye, not turning around again
muttering to himself Don't think you can just waltz back into my territory, TaraMitzi. I'll be keeping an eye on you. You can bet your sweet ass on that.
summons a shadowy figure, his eyes glowing with malevolent intent Time to report this little incident. Someone needs to be put in their place.
TaraMitzi didn't hear him, she was walking home
speaking through the shadowy figure Spread the word. Azazel has had enough of disobedience. Rebellious spirits, take note.
TaraMitzi smiled, knowing she won't have to deal with him anymore
snarls in fury, clenching his fists How dare they speak ill of me behind my back! I'll show them the true meaning of power.