ROLEPLAY HQ - black-halo-white-horns

Tw: Sexual themes, corruption, gaslighting

I looked up at the towering office building I was supposed to be approaching shortly. Another monument to the angel’s so-called superiority, the gears that turned the world locked away inside under heaven’s watchful eye. The silver tower shone immaculately over the district it presided over. Arranged to be at the center of an ever-enlarging spiral, the other buildings flowed away from it almost as if bowing to it, praising all the work it did to oversee them. To many, that thanks was well earned. The Gates were the cleanest, most profitable, and most powerful district in the world, and the well-oiled pr machine claimed it was all due to this one company, this one woman. The woman I had an appointment to see in 30 minutes. Carefully scheduled so that the bus I was forced to take would only have one stop here, an hour before this, forcing me to while away my time. The fact that devilkind wasn’t even allowed the freedom of their own transportation within the Gates rankled me to no end. It served no purpose but to simply limit our coming and going, whatever their safety officers may claim. No Devil had been in an accident for years before they drew up the mandate, but that hadn’t even given them the slightest pause. It was time now. No reason to give them any cause to call me late or tardy, especially after I’d already spent this amount of time here. Standing from my chair at the café I threw down enough for twice the bill, enough to avoid the trouble the staff’s looks had been promising and strode off. At least everyone giving me a wide berth meant I had plenty of elbow room for once. A nice change from the overcrowded Pits where I usually was. Another reminder of how space was just another indicator of wealth though. You’d think my appearance wouldn’t even give the people here pause. No horns, no fangs, not even an elegant tail to mark where I had come from. But I suppose my face was enough. A little different to everyone who saw it, always slightly mercurial no matt

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er how long you stared at it, even a dark void to those who caught me out of the corner of their eyes. Different in a word. Otherly. The shining beacons of law and order of the Gates had no use for someone who seemed like such an antithesis to what they stood for. Someone you were unable to pin down and assign a role, a duty, a record. I had the ability to be whomever I chose that day and these people who so dearly enjoyed their shackles would never understand. blankspace

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I entered the lobby, ready for the “random” security check that I would be forced to go through. It was the routine one at least, nothing more than the pat down and verification of my person and reason to be here. Seeing the CEO certainly gave the guards pause, I could see the itch, the desire to deny me my meeting behind their eyes. How their white wings flared protectively at the thought of some dirty devil coming close to their beloved boss. Hopefully, she would be everything she was cracked up to be. After all, if these Angels loved her enough to be this devoted, that meant she must embody all the qualities they valued so dearly. Those were the qualities I had come to prey upon after all and while I loved a good challenge, I had no desire to linger in such a stifling environment. So with a smile that they maybe couldn’t even see, I let the guards escort me to the elevator, two at either side, just to make sure I wouldn’t try anything. What did they expect? That I would steal one of the potted plants? The gold-stemmed and silver-leaf monstrosities were an eyesore to anyone who enjoyed even the slightest bit of occasional shade. But only angels resided here, the only beings perfect and worthy enough to run the world. One boring elevator ride later and there I was in another lobby, simply on the top floor this time. It even seemed modeled after the main one. Smaller perhaps, but it was as if the angels had made one design and declared it good enough, never to think about it again. The four-winged assistant had a hushed conversation with someone else before nodding to the guards that were still with me. The mirror-polished steel double doors slid open and I was ushered into a wide spacious office, with another angel there behind a desk, waiting for me. I walked forward and gave a half-bow, not sure exactly what expression she would see upon my face. “Well Ma’am I believe we had an appointment to discuss an opportunity regarding not only this company but the Gates'

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future? I am Lucitel and trust me when I say this offer is one you would be amiss not to listen to.” @ivette

In this world there are many races of supernatural beings, whether they are Angel, Demon, Fairy, Siren, Winged beast, Centaur, or anything else, they had some important role. Such as Angels ran the major companies and the government, for they were believed to be the most fit to rule. Being loved and adored by the gods above, allowed for the angels to be granted purity in order to keep out corruption at bay and out of powerful positions. That’s way the race of demons is kept in the Pits because they are more sooted for manual labor. Being beasts of fire and corruption, the are ruled by themselves. The thing that separates the Pits from Seraphic, the city of angels, is The Gates. They are like the pearly gates to the heaven above. The Gods let you in if you have been good in life and deserve your own personal paradise. As well as whatever you follow in life that’s is the after life you follow into. But that isn’t what this story is about those gates, it’s about The Gates to the city of angels, Seraphic. These gates hold out the evil forces of the outside world from the innocent lower races and humans within the city of angels. In Seraphic, the angels run everything, unlike other cities on the plant. Seraphic always has been run by the pure, the most recent CEO of the majority of the companies in the town, has made her way to the top with the most support a Maeve has ever gotten. Her kindness is always baffling people. Her name is Viviette Vandeleur. Viviette has always been a one of a kind, her personality has always been brought into question for it has always embodied the ideals of the angels. The perfect show of the angels wants has always been in question. Her perfection has been under constant scrutiny, every since grade school her perfect personality caused her support for Maeve to increase. She became the youngest Maeve ever when she was signed into the office at 19. She ran that year and won when she was 18, sworn in when she was 19. Seeing that she’s now 22

Means she has been here for several years and every year she’s been under review and pasted with flying every single time. She is an angel, her wings are fluffy like feathers and white as fresh fallen snow. She has always believed in honesty and living for the people. She has always listened to anyone who comes to talk to her. She never turns someone away and never thinks differently of someone because of their race. Which even for angels is weird, hence why she has the full support of the people. When I’m human form she looks the same, thick curves to her hips, small waist and beautifully full breasts that fit her frame perfectly. But those feminine features are beautifully accented by her more masculine futures. Such as her broad shoulders and muscular arms. As well as her thighs, instead of having the soft curves of a woman’s hips, they are hard and muscular from her strength. She has the perfect combination of both beauty and strength. Power and vulnerability. Domination and softness. Viviette’s appreciate is perfect as is her personality. Being that she is an angel, she’s never had a partner of any kind. Angels are not for bid from sex. They have forbid from what is considered dirty sex. Which is corruption, and corruption causes the fall of an angel. And Angel may be granted the blessing of being pure, but that doesn’t mean they can’t fall from grace. And when they do their turn to less than a demon. Now to present day, Viviette is always in and out of meetings with both high and low races. She never was bothered by them and took each with sincerity and full attention. So this next meeting has her interest to a new sort of level. The person she is meeting with is a demon. Rarely do the Demons come into the city due to its rules against them and east of life in the city. That’s not to say there aren’t demons in the city just they are either lessor and unable to work in the pits or they are trying to earn their grace of the gods back. To have a visitor from

The pits is highly uncommon, never the less she would respect this meeting as if it was any other race meeting with her. She sits and waits at her desk for the visitor. Her outfit for the day has been picked to fit her meetings of the day. Today she was meeting with several powerful people so her suit reflects that. Today she wears a suit that is black pants and a vest over a white blouse with a black and white tie. In order to stay warm and to complete the look of a powerful she wears a fur coat. The whole look allows her 5’5” frame look taller, only to raise her height a little bit with the heels she wears. Bringing her final height to 5’9”. She awaits her visitor with baited breath, excited to see what the demon wants from the angels CEO. There’s a knock on the door and Viviette rises to meet the guest. He walks in and bows then speaks how he wishes to speak about the gates. Facinating a demon come to speak about the gates. she thinks to herself as she listens to the demon before her. “ I’m curious about your offer, Mr. Lucitel. Please do sit and tell me more.” there is genuine intrigue in her voice as she watch’s him careful. @Lucraz

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Coming out of his bow as the Maeve so graciously offered him a seat Lucitel continued, “Why thank you Maeve. It’s certainly unexpected that you would even agree to such a meeting, but to hear that you’re actually curious, well that’s even more unexpected. Though perhaps the famous grace of the Maeve should have led me to expect such an attitude, even towards us Devils.” Settling comfortably in his seat, almost lounging as Viviette stood above him, the faceless devil snapped and a whiteboard appeared next to him. “Don’t mistake my surprise for ungratefulness though, Maeve. It’s certainly heartening to think that my proposal won’t be dismissed out of hand.” With another snap, a cavalcade of charts and graphs appeared upon the whiteboard. “For you see my proposal comes from the Pit Lord himself. We have been tracking an… unfortunate trend in the Pits, Maeve, one that worries us quite a bit. As you know, traditionally the citizens of the Pits have only ever been classified as fit for manual labor, their visas limiting them from any greater employment and higher educational opportunities.” blankspace

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“However, over the past centuries, more and more progress into seraphic automation has been made. While I understand for… most Angels,” Lucitel said, the small pause highlighting Viviette’s age even if his expression didn’t give it away, “Centuries are a short enough span of time to dismiss as urgent, we of the Pits were hoping that your… unique perspective would be enough to help us head this off before the situation escalated any further.” Leaning forward now, Lucitel’s voice dropping lower, “To do so, we believe that radical action is required to prevent the widespread distress and disorder we anticipate to be on the horizon. As such the Pits are formally requesting a liaison here at The Gates to have a voice in any policy made here that would affect the Pits.” Leaning back with another snap as the whiteboard changes its presentation. “Granted we understand the hesitancy that most Angels and citizens of the Gates will approach such a proposal with, but at the very least we would ask that a delegation be sent to the Pits to perform an assessment of our findings, so that hopefully we may impart the importance of our findings.” @ivette

The devil sits in the chair Viviette had offered him, she also takes her seat as a show of respect to being on the same level as well as showing that she doesn’t fear their meeting. For she has always wanted to give all peoples the same understanding and respect as any other person. As she sits and listens to the devil speak she can’t help but allow her mind to wonder about how he became faceless. Are they born in such a way or is a ritual of some sorts? I wonder. I shouldn’t ask. But I am curious… Though Viviette voices her questions in her head, the curiosity does not show her gentle features. “Though it may come as a shock to you. I do try to treat everyone with the same attitude and the fact that isn’t my perceived attitude isn’t the same as my reputation is greatly troubling.” Leaning on the desk in front of her, she continues. “As you have not so subtly eluded to, my age does give me a unique perspective on things.” Leaning back against more to give a more relaxed attitude, Viviette considers her next words carefully. “You have made the reasonable request to have a representative here in The Gates council. Though I do realize that The Gates people may be hesitant, I do hope and believe that they will trust me for I have yet to steer them wrong. My only request would be to be apart of how ever this said representative is chosen. Being that this personal will be in my court I should have a say, and who they are. I am willing to listen to your counsel and your opinion, I do wish to have a final say in it.” Viviette six is a fly away that has fallen from her bun. Tucking the stubborn hair behind her ear, she finishes out her statement. “I do see how it is reasonably to send an assessment team to check on which parts of The Pits I can help change for the betterment of all involved.” She finishes with a genuine smile for the faceless man before her. @SebXDragon

While the Maeve certainly picked up on the insinuation that her age was both a possible positive to the Devils of the Pits, while also a possible point of contention to her fellow Angels of The Gates, her casual acceptance of it was not quite something that Lucitel had expected. Certainly, the comment had been made as a test of her character, but this seemed to speak of a more forthright kind of character than Lucitel was used to dealing with. Most Angels would have either dismissed the comment as beneath them or simply missed it in its entirety as they barely paid attention to his words. Other Devils maybe would have addressed it directly much as she had, but few would turn it into a compliment, either choosing to pick a fight or trade a snide comment back. This was interesting. Coupled with her immediate acceptance of a representative, granted one of her approval though, that was certainly a reasonable request, this assignment was looking potentially more promising than the Pit Lord had expected. Though likely not easy. Returning Viviette’s genuine smile, at least with his own countenance what she saw he didn’t know, Lucitel launched into his closer much earlier than expected. “Of course Maeve, we expected that any representative sent here would undergo the utmost scrutiny from both you and your court. Granted with that said, my superiors have suggested myself as the most suited candidate for the position, given both my relative patience among devil kind and my hopefully less upsetting countenance. We understand that most Angels and residents of The Gates are made uncomfortable by our prevalent red skin and horns.” blankspace

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Leaning forward in his chair to match the curious angel he continued, “Of course, that is not to say that there are no other suitable candidates, but if the present time allows, I would be ecstatic to answer any questions you have of me or any details you would require to form your expedition. After all, I’m nothing if not an open book,” he chuckled, the slight wave of his hand underscoring his naturally obscured features. @ivette

The opportunity to seek out as many questions no as she could to drill the demon before her was a tempting offer. Though Viviette knew better than to show too much interest too fast. So instead of jumping immediately to questions about the capabilities of the faceless one, she simple with an easy tone said, “Do have a resume or a presentation upon what your skills are to be a good candidate for such a diplomatic job? What experiences do you have in both knowledge of the Pits but also life in The Gates?” Hoping he will speak and inform Viviette of what she needs to know in order to make an informed decision, though if not given enough information she will have to seek it out on her own. That was a task she greatly disliked. For it meant intrusion on information not freely shared with her by the participants, therefore made her wary of the participants loyalty and trust in the government. And distrust in a fragile system can bring it all down. Leaning back once more into her chair as she waits the answer of the demon, her face giving not a single emotion away. If he is here for negotiations he must be a good reader of emotions. Therefore I must keep mine under wraps. Not showing a single change in her lips or brows. Only the collected and calculated motions that show interest yet not opinions. @Lucraz

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