Bringing Out The Worst In You

[thedemononyourshoulder]

Anyone within earshot could hear a loud yelp coming from the square, and then a loud splash. The red-skinned woman dragged herself out of the fountain, her already tight leather jacket sticking to her even more.

"The hell is this? I guess it's better than the stupid stone box they kept me in before I guess but... now I'm all wet..."

She noticed a few eyes on her, most everyone else just treating this like an every day thing.

"I hate how much trouble I can get in sometimes... hmmmm...."

Her eyes lit up, a mischievous grin crossing her lips as she got an idea.

"So what do you hate most about yourself? Bet it's not as bad as you think."

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[noble_by_blood]

"Hate the fact that my brother gets all the credit. The idiot has destroyed three cars in a month and of course he's the golden boy," Oh Will could go on but yeah... He's going to try to behave his half brother means well enough sometimes.

[Sorry for the late reply! Clinicals have taken over my life hahaha]

[thedemononyourshoulder]

"Well, you probably tried like hell to do better than he did, right? Do you think you'd be the same person you are now if you didn't have to constantly try proving yourself, even if it's just to make sure you don't end up like he did?"

She gave him a shrug, shaking her head.

"I'm an only child though, so what do I know? Not to say my childhood didn't have it's own fair share of issues..."

[tieflingtarot]

"Isn't that typically the case? You are your own worst critic and all that shite."

The response came from a tiefling settled near the fountain, having taken over a bench by virtue of draping his colorful coat across it, sitting cross-legged on one end, shuffling cards in deft fingers as he spoke.

"As for me? Don't like the fucker that had this body before me. Which'd normally be no big deal he's dead and gone, but apparently this asshole isn't as gone as I'd been hoping. So that kinda sucks."

[thedemononyourshoulder]

"Oooooh you sound fun... so, ghost? Demon? Elemental? Some ancient and cursed sentient object? To what do I have the pleasure?"

Her eyes lit with excitement as she grinned at him. She had a way with words herself, but actual physical possession, this was going to get interesting.

"As for the unlucky little fuck you took that body from, at least you've got someone to keep you company on those cold lonely nights, right?"

[tieflingtarot]

"I am fun!" Molly agreed, flipping a few cards in quick succession, catching them on the top of the deck easily. "An ancient cursed sword, gifted the poor fool in his final days."

An absolute lie, but he did have a pair of swords over his shoulders, one carnival glass and one with a ruby hilt.

[thedemononyourshoulder]

She leaned in closer, positively giddy.

"Wish I could be so lucky, able to control people like that... Sounds like one hell of a good time if you ask me. You get to have all the fun and just leave them to pick up the pieces when you're done... if that's even a thing... is it? Now that you've got that body on lease, can you just... I don't know... ditch it when you get bored?"

All the fun ways she could abuse this kind of power danced around in her head, none of them good, I assure you.

[tieflingtarot]

"Nah it's just me in here now. But honestly I'm pretty fond of this look, got everything the way I like it and all." Molly is quite content to keep bullshitting like this was all planned and on purpose. And he's got the feeling that this stranger would definitely not be very Nice with that kind of ability. For the best it seems out of her reach then!

[thedemononyourshoulder]

She chuckled a bit, shrugging.

"But that begs the question, where's the old inhabitant of that body of yours then, if not dead?"