I find myself quite entertained by the fact that
Astraeia does not have the stomach for supervisory work. She did not seem to enjoy
my dark goddess' status reports; Sierra showed me the memo she received asking her not to continue. From me, however, she is required to accept them, and I have been giving her a great deal of mayhem to experience vicariously.
Sierra is a joy indeed. It's been a long while since I have seen anyone enjoy their work quite this much. She was born to be a vengeance demon; I am convinced of it. She continues to enthrall me. Some days I am hard-pressed to wait until evening to visit her, and some days I do not. Restraint has never been one of my virtues, I fear.
I spoke with
Rhia the other day, and she invited me to her new club in L.A. Perhaps Sierra and I shall go there soon; after all, we can both teleport wherever we like now.