Damien
Damien took a deep drag on his cigarette before lazily bringing a hand up to remove it from his mouth. He pursed his lips and let out several, perfectly formed smoke rings. The type that only came with years of practice. He watched as they floated towards the ceiling, and then dissipated. Self cleaning air courtesy of the Devil himself. Well, that was certainly new. And convenient. Damien flicked his cigarette in the vague direction of not near him, not caring where it landed. Just then the door opened and another girl swooped in.
"Another pretty chick? I like this ratio," Damien commented, winking at the woman. She looked a little uptight to him and the moment she began speaking he knew he was right. One of those ultra polite diplomatic types. He hated those kinds. Mainly because they usually didn't like a good tussle in the dirt. Didn't wanna get their fancy clothing dirty.
"Lots of fancy words in there, your highness. I don't think us commoners can understand you," Damien responded flippantly. He grinned at her, making sure to put as much stress on the words 'your highness' as possible. He'd probably just call her that for as long as they were forced together. Seemed like a good name as any, and Victoria Delmina was a bit of a mouthful.
Alyss
Alyss turned her cold, dead gaze on Rhiannon. The girl seemed to think she was in charge here. That she was holding some position of power by being the most talkative. Other then the flirty demon boy, Damien, over there. The thought almost amused Alyss. No one had power here. They had been summoned by God and, she was assuming, the Devil. Did they think their names mattered? Why they thought they were here mattered? All that mattered was the purpose God had brought them here for, nothing else. Normally Alyss wouldn't say anything, but she felt herself growing tired of Rhiannon's efforts to force the others into speech.
"You seem to believe," Alyss began, her voice level and empty, "That you are somehow powerful here. That you are in charge. I must tell you that you are sadly mistaken. If any of us in here wished to ignore, we could do so without consequences. You are not a threat. You are a nothing. Kindly stop acting as if you have power here."
Alyss turned her face away. Not once during the little speech did her voice or face change to reflect any emotion. She was not annoyed or angry. She was simply stating the facts. Alyss simply listened as someone else entered, Damien made a comment, and the woman introduced herself as Victoria Delmina. One person left, it seemed, and then they could go about their business once more.