WM 50 - prompt 8

[seraphsariel]

RP Prompt: Just for fun, write your muse making a deal with the Devil. What kind of deal would they make? What do they gain and what do they lose in the bargain? Can they ultimately get out of it by outwitting the Lord of the Underworld? Let your imagination run wild

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[colonel_medrow]

Andromeda took a drink and smiled at the woman in front of her, who looked rather uncomfortable in her dress uniform.

"Coming to me for help?" she said, a ghost of a smile on her face--she didn't trust Sariel as far as she could throw her. "Surely you and Sergeant Carrings can't have run out of new and interesting ways to fornicate yet."

[seraphsariel]

"Oi theoi," she muttered into her mead. "Gonna start with me right off the bat on this one? I said riding horses not Hyramus. It's a simple matter of 'will you help.'"

[colonel_medrow]

Andromeda set her glass down and fixed her gaze on Sariel. "Will I help?" she said. "It depends on whether or not you can give me a good reason."

[seraphsariel]

"Define a good reason," Sariel paused for a moment and took a long sip of the mead. It wasn't anywhere near as what she was used to back home, but there was no point in complaining. "You know damned well what I'm capable of in terms of killing things."