Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25870342-20181017194314/@comment-26108027-20181022135123

A server walks over.

“Drinks?”

“Yes, I’ll have a-“ Ruhiel stops short as she looks up at the server. Her eyes widen. The server’s eyes widen. They’re a peculiar shade of red.

Ruhiel stands up, glaring at Satan. He’s much... smaller. Ruhiel is both taller and wider than him. He’s also missing his horns and claws, but his fangs are still peeking out of his mouth. He’s noticeably pale, even more so as recognition and alarm flare up on his face.

Satan forces a smile onto his face.

“s-so just water, then?” He says shakily, his eyes flicking up to the top corner of the room. Ruhiel’s eyes follow his gaze, and she slowly sits as she sees the camera.

“Yes. Just water for me.”