kibounovaiorin | (no subject)

Uh, yeah, it is. You can try figuring out what you are and relax every once in a while too. Like I said, it's better you do anyway so you don't fucking keel over from stress, idiot.

[ She's giving him a pointed look now. ]

And if I'm the one telling you this, then we've got a problem.

And you can keep trying to tell me to relax but it ain't going to work. You know who else is trying? My human assistant. That fool disguised a vacation as a business trip.

[it's clear who can provide backup if needed]

Well, call someone who can check on the status of Hell and make sure it isn't frozen over.

[ Clearly she's going to need it at this rate. Madsen purses her lips, brows furrowed. ]

Are we going to seriously turn this into a war of attrition? Because you're going to lose.

Ha, ha. Sure, let me call up one of my demon buddies and ask them.

Please. I like to see you try to win this.

[she just needs to come when he's around and make him spill all the secrets he knows about the bird]

Make sure they send my regards to Satan.

Persistent bitch, remember? And I like making sure my friends aren't trying to kill themselves.

[ Mental note's already being filed away. Your days are numbered, buster. ]

I'll keep it in mind.

I doubt not relaxing is going to be what kills me.

[he'll have to make sure his assistant keeps a tight lid]

[ ... yeah, she's not going to give him a response to that one, simply opting to glare at him briefly before taking another drink. ]

Problem?

[he's ready to pour her more if necessary. maybe if he gets her drunk enough, he can send her home]

Several, and the current ones involve a tall, grumpy asshole sitting in front of me who refuses to get the stick out of his ass.

[ Good luck. Don't let her size fool you - a combination of having experience drinking before and being not completely human anymore have only increased her alcohol tolerance. ]

Sorry but I’m not fond of things up my ass so your words are false.

[whelp. there goes his alcohol stash. he’s gonna have to look into replenishing that asap]

[ Well, that actually gets her to nearly sputter her drink everywhere. ]

H-holy shit you made a joke.

[he would've been so upset if she did that]

And?

That's the first step in actually relaxing. Maybe I don't have to work as hard. I'm gonna tell your assistant later.

[ :DDDDD ]

What?! No! Do not tell him anything!

[>||]

And why not? Clearly he's my ally in trying to get you to lighten up.

[ Hell yes she's going for the blackmail angle here. rip Taeseok's sanity ]

[an easy solution is to send his assistant to another company who will take good care of him but then that means he has to go through the process of hiring someone he can trust to keep his secret and fuck!]

I am not on board with this tag teaming and I hate you're going to do it anyways even if I manage to find a way to stop you.

Hey, now you're getting it! S'what you get for not going along with it.

You just can't say no for an answer, can you?

Not when it comes to something like this, nope. It's one of my strong points.

You're one of the many reasons why I avoided people my entire life.

You avoided people because they're worried about you? Not a good way to live, you know.

I avoided people because I know they would be like you; trying to change me.

[ ... yeah that wasn't a good thing to tell her. Her eyes flash for a brief second before she's up, slamming her free hand on the desktop and leaning over it to stare him down. ]

Is that what you think this is? That I'm trying to force you into something? I'm worried about you! Excuse fucking me for actually giving a shit about someone who might be in a similar situation to me or, I don't know, I consider a friend!

[is he shocked by the change? a little that he leans back a bit in his chair before setting his cup down on the table and stares right back at her]

Are you saying I've been reading this all wrong? Because I can tell you that it sure doesn't feel like I am.

And I may have told you things I haven't told anyone else. I appreciate the help you're giving me. You're company I don't mind having, however, don't let that get to your head. Once I find out what I am and what my connection is to that boy, Alex Lee will be dead and I'll be gone. So if friendship is what you're hoping will come out of this, I suggest you walk out of this office right now.

So that's it, you're just going to abandon everything and run away once you get the answers you so want? That's not how shit works and you know it.