This was a dream, no, a nightmare. She chewed her lip and stared at him through tired eyes. What he said didn't make sense, it was utter foolishness and he was insane to believe what he was saying. He was just some weird emo kid, he'd probably slipped something in a drink or something and she squinted at him. First officer of Envy, sure, right. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes and watched him. He seemed completely fine with this, as if she hadn't almost collapsed in his home a moment ago. This was stupid, she should leave but she didn't have anymore money. Okay, so the emo kid was a bit weird, she could live with that? He was probably a little weird, that was all. He wasn't actually a demon. That would be ridiculous and stupid to even consider. He was just some confused little goth guy.
[+blue "Sure, you're a demon. Okay, first officer."] She remarked and gave a mocking salute. She watched him get a beer and she gladly accepted one, taking a few swallowed to try and stop the shaking of her hands. This was madness, she couldn't explain the pain earlier, the feeling of utter horrific pain that had ripped through her but she figured this was all a parlour trick, some sick joke. She sighed out and leaned back on the couch.
[+blue "So why me? Also, I don't want to go to Hell, thank you very much!"] She said, holding back a laugh. Kyrie wasn't a Saint, not by any means but she certainly didn't think she was warrant going to Hell. That seemed a little extreme by her. She had gambled a couple of times, drank, smoked the odd joint and definitely had sex before marriage. Kyrie figured she had committed some sins but nothing that warranted a horrible, fiery death.
Kyrie chuckled a little at the thought. Then again, she supposed it didn't matter. They just died in the end right? She hummed a little to herself as she took another drink of the beer in her hands. It was giving her a slight buzz at least, she wasn't much of a drinker to be fair and there was very little to her to stave off the alcohol.
[+blue "Besides, aren't demons supposed to be scary? You don't seem scary."] She remarked, lightly as she gazed at him. He was a bit spooky to look at but not terribly horrific. Actually he was kind of attractive in a strange way, taking aside the 'I'm a spooky demon guy, I own your soul' and everything.