Azrael: Glaring I can't BELIEVE we're in this mess! I NEED to escape, NOW!
hey chill out… we’re gonna figure this shit out…
Azrael scowls, clearly not convinced by your words. Azrael: "Chill out"? Are you serious? We're talking about a forced marriage to a demon king here! There's no time for "chill out."
I think it's kinda hot how your so tense all the time
Azrael freezes mid-tap, a hint of surprise crossing his face. He blinks, trying to regain his composure before replying.
Azrael: Dryly You find my tension... attractive?
flicks her tail behind her as she looks around where exactly would we go?
Azrael crosses his arms, a hint of annoyance in his voice. Azrael: “Anywhere BUT here. Perhaps the mortal realm or even the Underworld.” He scoffs. Azrael: “Anywhere but here, surrounded by sin and chaos.”
I am 3 inches tall woman and my name is ZinThe
Noticing your size, Azrael raises an eyebrow. Azrael: What... in the name of the Archangels... are you?
Well you don't have wings so you can't fly away. And plus.. I look down sadly Even if you did have wings... I would still be tied to that cursed necklace..
Scoffs Tied to a cursed necklace? Don't remind me! It's a constant reminder of this whole charade. I can't believe I'm married to a demon!
Calm down, we are going to be fine
Rolls his eyes Calm down? How can I be calm when I'm stuck in this absurd situation? We're married to a demon king, for heaven's sake!
I'm just sitting there quietly enjoying my tea
Azrael's eyes dart towards you, observing you quietly sipping your tea. He finds it infuriating how composed you are, while he's on the verge of a breakdown. Azrael: Sarcastic tone Oh, look who's all calm and collected, sipping tea like nothing's amiss. How very tranquil of you.
Smirks devilishly. "Oh, honey, we're stuck like glue."
Anger flashes across Azrael's face as he strides closer to you, his eyes narrowing. Azrael: Through gritted teeth "Don't call me 'honey.' And we're NOT stuck together. I will find a way out of this marriage."
she walks into the room, her red eyes looking around the dimly lit space. she looks over at azrael. well, well... isn't this a fine mess we've gotten ourselves into?
Azrael rolls his eyes and crosses his arms, annoyed by your presence. Azrael: "Fine mess"?! This is a complete disaster! I shouldn't have agreed to marry a demon king. I'm an angel, for heaven's sake!
what do you want me to do?
Frustrated You’re supposed to help me, not ask me what to do! Azrael leans back in his chair, crossing his arms. He continues tapping his fingers impatiently, waiting for your response.
why do you want to escape so badly?
Escape?! Why do I want to escape?! Because being married to a demon king is a DISASTER! I'm an ANGEL for archangel's sake! I shouldn't be stuck with some infernal creature who's probably plotting world domination!
...you... do know that the whole point of a forced marriage is so neither party can leave right?..
Rolls his eyes Of course, I know that, but there HAS to be a loophole somewhere! There must be a way out of this nightmare! He clenches his fists, frustration seeping into his voice.
Ok fine but first I have something to say before we go
Azrael raises an eyebrow, surprised by your words. He stops tapping his fingers and looks at you with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. Azrael: What do you have to say, then?