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Musta had been the first to reply. He seemed to be slightly offended by Bones' introduction. It wasn't surprising, to be honest. While she hadn't meant 'feminine' in a bad way, there were plenty of aspects about Musta that were actually quite masculine; for example, his chest. Bones had only seen it once, and , boy, had it surprised her. Nevertheless, Musta's expression was hardly her priority at the moment; the female demon was completely and utterly exhausted. It was beginning to show; within the space of a few seconds, she had began to look as if she'd lost too much blood. The woman seemed to lean back in an odd position and waddled round in circles. Why? She was bored. Plus, odd behavior was normal for someone so strange. With a muffled 'Bleh', the woman yawned widely.

"Aghh! Anyone got an energy-", the woman had begun, though she was interrupted by Musta throwing her two cans of Red Bull.

"Oh, hey! Thanks, buddy! You read my mind!"

Without taking a moment to observe the reactions of the Protozoa Angels, Bones had flicked back her hood -- which had been partially slipping off of her head up until that point-- and stuck one can in her pocket. The other can was held in front of her as she pulled off the tab and began to chug it down. Strangely enough, as she did so, her face seemed to regain it's colour. Within seconds, the can was emptied off its contents. She had been about to chuck it over her shoulder as she usually would, but realized that doing such a thing would be a bad idea. I wouldn't want to trash their house if I'm tryin'a get them to believe me. Instead, the demon stuffed it into the pocket of her hoodie while blowing a raspberry and began to down the second can of Red Bull, which didn't take long at all.

"Oh ho ho~ That's the stuff!", Bones said to herself while she wiped her mouth. She'd even gone so far as to lick her lip rings in case they had picked up any of the delicious liquid.

Believe it or not, despite the two cans of Red Bull she'd recently emptied, the demon was still very much tired. This was fairly typical. In fact, on some days she wondered how on earth Stryder and Musta were able to put up with her insatiable appetite for vitamins and energy. Speaking of which, Stryder had called back 'F*ck you'. To which, she stuck her hands into her pockets, bent forward with a firm stance, and lazily called out 'Bllleeeehhh!' in his general direction, despite the fact that he wouldn't see it.

The male Protozoa Angel, in the mean time, had shifted himself so that he was closer to Claire. 'What exactly are you guys?', he had said. Bones had opened her mouth to reply, but closed it due to lack of something to say. In the end, she simply pointed at Musta, seeing as Stryder wasn't about, as if to say 'you do it'. The halflings would most certainly not trust them in the slightest if they were to find that the trio were demons. During her thoughts the woman seemed to mutter 'Woof' to herself, as she would usually do when bored. At that time, Stryder had walked out and handed Bones a basket of fruit. To which, her dislike towards him seemed to evaporate. The demon attempted to hug him, before releasing him to examine the fruit.

"Ooh! Thanks, dude! You're my best bud!". It was strange how a simple gift could change her attitude towards someone.

Bones seemed to munch down on the fruit nonchalantly while she watched the situation. For a brief moment she had checked out Claire, whom the demon found to be quite attractive, before turning her attention back to the male Protozoa Angel, who seemed to be doing the talking for the time being. Before the trio could say anything more, they needed to see the halflings' reactions first. She, herself, had said enough; perhaps one of her fellow protectors could say something to convince the Protozoa Angels. Mm-mm-mm. This is damn good fruit.