Application: Violet Grimm, "Dogwitch" Comics

[the_dogwitch]

((OOC Note: Ralph and Dolores, the stuffed dog and doll, are animated toys. They are animated and given 'life' by Violet's own soul and magic; so they're little more than puppets that can move and talk because of a spell, and not separate characters.))

With a snap and a crackle (and a pop of smoke that smelled like a strange mixture of nicotine

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[oldyelloweyes]

The demon's eyebrow raised, one corner of her mouth tipping upwards. "One year," she said with the cool certainty of one who knows. Then her head cocked to the side. "Probably sooner. A true junkie can't get the promise of a better fix out of their minds. You'll crave it, jones for it, until you can think of nothing else." The demon's hands had moved to Violet's sides, running languidly up and down the woman's curves. "It will eat you alive, steal the pleasure from every moment with the unfulfilled promise."

Biting her lower lip hard enough to draw two tiny, perfect drops of red blood, the demon then slowly ran her tongue along the marks, smearing her lips with red. "I'll give you five years. Five years for you to do whomever you please. And then," she dug her hands into Violet's hips, pulling her roughly against her own body, "you're mine. I will brand you so deeply that every other mark will seem to fade away. I will use you so completely that you'll forget anything but the pain and the terror and the pleasure. I will make you scream until your every thought becomes merely an echo of your exquisite agony."

The demon thrust herself forward, teeth capturing Violet's lip with a vicious snarl. "More than generous, don't you agree, pet?"

[the_dogwitch]

Drawn in by the blood and the rough handling, Violet bit her own lip, worrying it between her teeth to try and get a hint of the pain/pleasure that the demon was promising her. Dolores would be yelling at her right now, but Violet didn't care, because she wanted this so badly.

"Before we seal the deal, how about you tell me your summoning name, sunshine," she purred, threading her fingers into the demons hair, unafraid. She reasoned that if, after five years, she still felt like she had more to do on earth, she'd just worm out of the deal somehow. Get another demon on the case, go to another dimension, make the trip to Hell herself with no master.

She trailed a hand over her neck, her smile clearly a bit out of touch with sanity. "How about you put the mark right here," Violet tapped the left side of her neck. "Where everybody can see it."

[oldyelloweyes]

"You call me Lori," the demon responded with a smirk. Summoning name. Honestly. Not a man, woman, or child left walking beneath the sun knew that. The demon had made sure of it; drank the blood and eaten the entrails of anyone who stumbled across it herself. She was far too powerful, her dominion far too large, to just throw that around.

"And, pet," the demon gripped Violet by the throat, gently squeezing, "I really don't give out marks for this sort of thing. Bit gauche, don't you think?"

Violet was pulled forward harshly. "Seal it with a kiss. In the old way. The deal stands thusly - you, Violet Grimm, do swear to me your soul, payable in five years and one day. At such time your soul, and, therefore, your body, will be mine to do with as I please for eternity plus one." Paciscory smiled. "Do we have a deal?"

[the_dogwitch]

That was not a summoning name, Violet knew full well. Most demons tended to have some kind of really complicated summoning name so that people couldn't say it accidentally. To hell with that, Violet was just going to call her Sunshine. Seemed to piss her off pretty well.

"I'm not kissing that body," she laughed around the hand squeezing her neck, letting herself be pulled around like a rag doll. "I may be a whore, but I have standards. I don't care if you say it's the old way or not, lemon tart. Gimme the mark, take it or leave it."

Violet paused, running her tongue over her bottom lip in thought. "I guess I could always ask Al what your summoning name is."

[oldyelloweyes]

Immediately Violet was released, pushed away, and Paciscory was laughing roughly. "You could. But he can't tell you. Do you think I'm on the same level as someone like him?"

The demon shook her head, disgusted. "Suit yourself, mortal. But don't try to make a deal with me again. Even I only have so much interest in a used up whore turning her last trick."

Another smug look of pitying amusement, the demon turned on her heel to walk away.

[the_dogwitch]

Catching her balance on the edge of the table, Violet tilted her chin and grinned widely. "Can't. Baby, I was made for breaking the rules, rebelling against the regulations, laughing at the laws. Think I can't get him to tell me? If I want to, I will." Violet was nothing if not very sure (and a little cocky) or her own abilities.

As the demon turned, Violet scowled and darted a hand into her bag and brought out an un-animated teddy bear, embedded with a exorcism curse. It probably only worked on zombies and lesser demons, but what the hell, it was worth a try. "Hey, dipshit," she barked. "Wanna release your nifty little silence spell on my friends?" Violet pitched the bear towards the demon's head, thrown with strange accuracy considering her almost permanent distraction from reality.

[oldyelloweyes]

With a quickness that was clearly not human, the demon reached out and caught the bear, not turning around. "You don't understand," she said, fire lancing out from her hand, seemingly enfolding her arm, burning the bear and it's weak little curse into ashes. "Whatever Al may tell you in the throes of ecstasy or pain will not matter. My name will only work if it comes to you from my lips." She tipped the charred remains of the toy to the ground, the burned skin of her arm healing before Violet's eyes.

She turned her head slowly, glancing at the pathetic creature from over her shoulder. "I need no summoning name," she said, voice low with rough power hardly contained. "I am before and beyond that. I gave you enough, you threw it away. Go mad in that understanding, mortal."

Then she chuckled, "And no. I think not. Your little friends could do with some silence." The spell would wear off, sooner rather than later as the demon hadn't put much effort into it in the first place. But she was not ordered around by the cattle.

[the_dogwitch]

Dolores, still silenced, had climbed up onto the table to tap a hand against Violet's shoulder. Holding off a reply for now, Violet turned her head to look at the doll, and held a conversation all in eyebrow lifts and movements of her lips. Dolores wasn't happy with her.

"Pfft, fine," Violet shrugged, waving a hand at the demon in a shooing motion. "Dolores, what does it take to find a nice, decent, polite person around here? Fix that, around anywhere?" Violet huffed a sigh. It was lucky that the teddy bear hadn't been animated, otherwise there would be a fit of crazy of epic proportions happening right now.

Her stare lingered on a demon for a few more moments, soaking up the smell and feel of even being this close. "Bye bye now," she said brightly. "No doubt we'll meet again!"