Post by Zriracha on Mar 20, 2020 18:30:46 GMT -6
Current PL: 53,000
Walking along the streets of the settlement she’d first arrived in, Zriracha took in the town of Satan City as if it were a home to her. It wasn’t, but… she remembered desiring to make a home here. It was what had led her on that wild goose chase of trying to take over the Earth – thankfully, a nonissue now that she was talked out of it. However, as she walked the streets without the care of her Glamour, the Demon could take in the sights without fear of her magic dispelling or without fear of lying about her true nature. She still received the odd look here and there, but it was becoming easier to take.
Settling on a bench after having acquired something to eat, a simple sandwich made in a similar fashion to how Polarus had ordered it back on North City, she’d ventured to take a bite… only to crunch her face up in disappointment. She sighed through her nose, shoulders slumped. It’s not the same… and it tastes sour… She thought, tempted to spit it out and buy a different one. With a shake of her head, Zriracha continued, determined to finish her food rather than waste it.
Once she was finished, crumpling the wrapper, she was able to lean back and relax to settle down for a small snooze when the bench shook violently and she jolted, “Whoa!” She looked over at where it came from, meeting eyes with a rather incensed male dressed in a suit. She raised a brow, heavily accented voice questioning, “Can I help you?”
“Homeless aren’t allowed to sleep on benches here in the city. Go find an alleyway or something,” He snidely remarked, the evidence of his biased clear for her to hear in his voice. Her eyes narrowed; patience tested by this obvious display of racism.
“I’m not-” She paused, realizing that she technically was homeless but didn’t see how that mattered. With a growl, she stood up from the bench, towering over the male by a few inches even from across the other side of the bench, “Take it, then.” With a huff through her nose, she clip-clopped her way towards the direction of the nearest park. However, not before getting a little revenge and snapping her fingers.
The moment the Human would sit on the bench, the crotch of his pants would blaze to life – the screams of shock and terror bringing a grin to her face.