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Yuzuki Haruna

"Ugh, this human body is so weak!"

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a character in “Inland”, originally authored by Cheshire_Girl, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

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Yuzuki translates to gentle moon and Haruna translates to far off.
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Theme Song and a Quote

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Image[ Name ]
Noire

[ Nicknames/Aliases ]
Yuzuki Haruna
Yuu
Yui
Haru

[ Age ]
654, but she appears to be between 17-18.

[ Gender ]
Female

[ Race ]
She is a demon of the class Flugel. They are not angels despite their beautiful appearances, but God killing devils with abilities that can rival the best of them.

[ Role/Occupation ]
Noire is one of the three Demon General's under King Satan. Her current occupation on Earth is assistant to a famous actor.

[ Face Claim ]
Jibril from No Game No Life and Kou Matsouka from Free!


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The Outside
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Image[ Hair Color ]
Her hair color is indescribable, at a glance it appears to be pink but slowly fades lighter, it is a bit of an optical illusion. Presently it is red.

[ Eye Color ]
Noire's eyes are a gold and scarlet iris with a purple pupil and a ring around it. As a mortal her eyes are a crimson color that match her hair.

[ Skin Tone ]
The pallor of Yuzuki is fair although she tans very easily.

[ Height ]
As a demon she is 5'5, now she is 5'3

[ Weight ]
100 Ibs, her bones are very light so that she can fly.

[ General Description ]
As a demon Yuzuki's appearance is otherworldly in both the literal and metaphorical sense. She is tall 5'5 and skinny because of her bird like bone structure with a body that gives other women unrealistic expectations. Noire's hair is a pinkish hue that changes in the light, her eyes are a rainbow of colors that always seem to be changing. Her ligaments are long and slender that end in equally so fingers and toes, her body is flexible and can twist in ways that a human can only imagine.
On the base of her spine are a set of pure white wings that Flugels are famous for, it is their trademark per say and her innocent white feathers are the cause for people to mistake them for angels. Noire's ears are not human ears either, they are that of a mythical animal and are soft and furry. On her body are crimson tattoos that appear to have no real meaning, however to Noire they are symbols of strength.
As a human Yuzuki is average height and skinny. Yui's hair is a deep blood red that she likes to think is the color of her victim's plasma and her eyes match. Her cheeks are round with a pinkish color and her nose is cute and small. Everything about Yuu's human form is cute and Yuzuki rather likes it because her scars are not visible. She does not, however, enjoy wearing human clothing. They are restricting and tight and cover so much that she finds it is often too hot. Normally Noire would wear free flowing articles that allowed her to move but those types of clothing are not seen as decent in Tokyo.[/font]
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[ Likes ]
Sweets || Human treats are absolutely divine! Almost as good as their intestines!
Carnage and Chaos|| She is a God killing beast after all...
The internet || It's so useful and so much faster then messenger birds. Ipads are also a lot thinner and easier to lug around than books.
Indoor plumbing || It's the first thing Yuzuki is going to demand when they get back to Crestia.

[ Dislikes ]
x Heroes || Damn martyrs always getting in the way of everything.
x Snakes || They're just so... slimy.
x Liars || She has a sort of sixth sense that makes it easy to tell when people are lying to her.

[ Weaknesses ]
Spine || Yuzuki's lower back is very sensitive due to the fact that normally her wings would be there.
Books || The ultimate temptation, Flugel are known to be very keen towards knowledge.
Cute things || She is a female after all...

[ Abilities/Skills ]
Cooking || Yui is a very good cook when it comes to meat.
Flying || Noire is great with her wings.
Math || Her mathematical abilities are a bit insane actually, she loves numbers and learned human calculations fairly quickly.
Destruction || Possibly her best skill, she is great at bringing humans down a notch.

[ Personality ]
A menace to human kind, a demon by any other name, Noire is an ancient that knows her place and where she belongs on the food chain. She has taken advantage of this multiple times and as number 4 on the rank exceed Noire has realized her full potential. She is a bright, cunning thing with the eyes of a hunter and the senses of a wolf, nothing gets past her or goes over her head (her reflexes are too fast, she would catch it). Terrible is how most humans would describe her, she is a war beast, a Flugel that enjoys the taste of blood. Her hobbies used to include collecting severed heads and replacing scare crows in random fields with these tokens of battle. It was this reason and many others that she was noticed by the Satan and taken under his wing after her older sister, Aziel, stepped down from her position as assistant to the Devil.
To demons her work was one of awe and inspiration, Noire would never allow a mere mortal to bring her down and rain on her parade. She was a hero in her hometown and her family celebrated her as one of their greatest successes. This only helped to inflate Noire's ego and she believed she was invincible, going into battle with minimal armor and limited back up. It was suicide, but with her sixth sense no one could sneak up on her.
Noire has since been brought down a peg by both Satan and the Hero. During her last hours on Crestia a fatal blow was nearly dealt and if Noire had not turned fraction of an inch her right wing would have been severed from her body. When Noire finally made it to earth she took the time to reflect how careless she was and has since adjusted her attitude to be a bit more cautious. While she is still the fun loving, hyperactive Flugel, Noire is also a bit more careful on how to proceed.

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Memoirs
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A humble Flugel from the small town of Aster on the island of Wren in Crestia, Noire was the youngest of four sisters. Aziel, her eldest sister was one of the demon King's most trusted advisers and the family was well known for their famous inventions that helped life go a bit smoother. It was a peaceful island town and not particularly noteworthy aside from the fact that it held a rare species of fish that migrated around the main city once a year.
Young Noire's life was a bit uneventful, she was a genius with numbers and because of this her family often had her do things like count or sort when they were too lazy to do it. Her sister Aziel, however, took notice of the Flugel's talent and brought her on more than one occasion to the Demon King's castle to utilize this gift.

It wasn't the only thing Noire was uncanny at, her fighting skills were incomparable to some demons much older then she. It was during one of these mini tests of skill that the heroes invaded Wren and destroyed Aster. Devastated, Noire swore her revenge on the hero that had slain her family. Aziel and Noire were the only surviving Flugel's and when her big sister stepped down as adviser, Noire stepped up as general. Rage consumed her on the battle field, no human returned alive. She was as merciless to them as they had been to her family and Noire... She loved it.

The taste of blood, the sight of torn up appendages. It was beautiful, but it wasn't enough. Her thirst for revenge was not relinquished no matter how much blood she drank. It was during one of these attacks that the Flugel was overwhelmed. She seemed to have finally gone mad whether it was with power or grief is not clear but Noire simply disappeared. Believed to be dead, her sister went into a state of mourning and demanded that the humans be finished off. Fortunately, Noire was very much alive, however she had been taken captive by the League of Heroes. They attempted to torture the being into giving them information but Noire's lips were sealed tighter than a freezer proof Ziploc.

She escaped when one of the heroes had a moment of weakness and undid the reinforced celestial bindings on her arms because of her complaints that they were too tight. The Devil, Alciel, and Lucifer made it to Earth before her and Noire had to fight her way into the castle where the gate to earth was being guarded. Taking a leap Noire entered the human world and wandered alone in the city of Tokyo for nearly a month before she stumbled upon his majesty's right hand man, Alciel.

[ Others ]
Unfortunately not even Noire could retain her beautiful form in the human world and her appearance has changed to that of a mortal.
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So begins...

Yuzuki Haruna's Story

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The sky was a bright, cheery blue; people bustled through the streets on cars and bikes like ants scurrying to obtain food for their Queen. Large piles of slush were stacked up high on the sides of the roads, dirt from cars turning the ice a blackish gray. The trees bare and shivering from a gust of wind that shook the Christmas lights which adorned absolutely everything, stood tall like gangling ghosts of a past season. The warmth inside of the building was a welcome compared to the freezing outside. A fresh, light layer of flurries began to blow through Tokyo with the fury of a stampede of a thousand elephants. The hot breath of fire places across the city exhaled life into the busy city as well as heaters from tall edifices that towered into the sky.

Inside of one of these structures was a red head shadowing one of the wealthiest men in Japan as he recorded a new single for his holiday album. The studio was decorated as brightly as the interurban sidewalk trees, spirits were high as the next day began winter break for schools and families alike. The rock star emerged from the sound proof room and his assistant, Yuzuki Haruna handed him a bottle of spring water. He smiled down at her like he always did with that irritatingly charming expression the Demon General occasionally wanted to slap off of his face although she remained perfectly pleasant and reflected his exposition so as not to get fired from another job. Give me the run down Yuzuki-chan," he said as they walked out of the recording studio and to his office. Yuzuki took a deep breath and began to read him the notes she had taken yesterday after a whole morning of phone calls and getting yelled at by his publicist for not showing up on time for an exclusive press preview of a music video the rock star had recorded last month.

"Oh and you have one more thing before the holiday break!" They stopped at the entrance to his office; he turned towards Yuzuki expectantly, patiently waiting to hear what this something might be. "A one hour meeting with a Make-A-Wish child from the America chapter," he nodded his head and entered the office. A large work space with panoramic windows, carpeted floors, bean bag chairs and other things he had deemed "essential" to work adorned the open room. Yuzuki sat on one of the many plush couches and took a deep breath in. Soon she would be rushing to the supermarket to grab a box dinner for her and three others before heading home to Satan-er-Ryuu's castle.

The male headed over to his desk and pulled out an envelope. He placed it on Yuzuki's clipboard and winked before going to freshen up for his meeting with the MAW kid. The red head stuffed the envelope in her pocket and prepared the room, cleaning up a bit and attempting to make the office presentable before her work phone rang to inform her that the child was here. It was a quick, painless appointment that went on a bit longer then it should have. Yuzuki didn't understand anything the excited adolescent spoke about, his cystic fibrosis or how he underwent seven surgeries before his lungs were fixed for now. In Crestia they didn't have such diseases running rampant in children's bodies.

"Goodnight, Merry Christmas!" Yuzuki called on her way out after changing out of her heels and into her outdoor shoes. She quickly headed towards the supermarket in order to obtain dinner for Ryuu, Azezal, Alaric, and herself. She adjusted the navy scarf around her neck and fidgeted with the plush purple gloves on her hands; the cold was not a kind element and Yui's cheeks had already turned a blush pink. She stepped into the shop and headed towards the back where the discount meals were. It wasn't as luxurious as the food her sister used to cook back home, but it was better then cucumbers and jelly or the sustenance Yuzuki had survived on during her first month on earth. As she checked out, the envelope in her pocket drew her attention once she had taken the bag from the grocer and it rumpled in the folds of her skirt. Yuu took it out and dropped it in the plastic sack on her way out, savoring the warmth of the store before the frigid temperatures seeped into her bones.

Yuzuki placed the food on the counter in the apartment, her stocking feet making hardly a sound on the tatami mat floors. The kotatsu sat in the middle of the dining room, waiting to be used by the demons and their creator. She placed the meals in the fridge and turned the heater up a bit, taking the envelope out of her pocket and reading it slowly, her eyes widening in shock when she looked at the amount of zeroes on her Christmas bonus. Yes, the demon King would be most pleased with her efforts.

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Alaric leaned back in his chair, the file resting comfortably in his hands as his azure blue eyes scanned it over before flicking up to the Asian woman in front of him, holding her purse in her hand and fidgeting as she waited for him to speak, "Ms. Kato," Alaric said purposely using the English address, "Your son has shown wonderful improvement over the last two weeks, I believe he is starting to make headway after the passing of his father last year. Has there been any changes at home or in school?" He asked flicking the vanilla file closed in his hands.

The small woman seemed to jump when he spoke to her, which was odd, Ms. Kato had always been rather polite and had a docile nature, but she had never been startled by him before. He almost wanted to asked how she was holding up, but she was not his client, and he would not cross that boundary, "He has been fine, Neil-san, he even smiles once in awhile. He doesn't stay locked up in his room so often and his grades are improving," she said still finding her feet incredibly important.

"Wonderful," Alaric said, crossing his legs and placing his intertwined hands on his knee, "I believe in another month, he will fully have moved on enough to no longer need me," the sudden pause in the woman's fidgeting sparked a raised a dark eyebrow, "Is something amiss, Ms. Kato?"

"I-I," She started her voice wavering, "Since my husband passed away," she let the last part out softly as if afraid to have to hear it again, "Money has been tight, and I don't think I can afford to bring him here anymore," her voice had died to but a whisper, but Alaric could sense her shame at not being able to provide help for her son who needed it.

Alaric looked her over once again, trying in vain to meet her dark brown eyes, "Well that is rather odd," he said almost thoughtful as he uncrossed his legs and reopened the folder, "Because it says here that you already paid in advance for this month, how peculiar."

Her head jerked up, her dark brown eyes wide with shock, "But that can't be," Alaric made an the effort of looking over the file once again, "You must simply have forgotten about it, I understand it has been a busy and stressing time for you."

Reaching up to wipe the edge of her eyes, she pushed herself to her feet and gave a small bow, "Thank you, Neil-san," the smallest of smiles breaking out over a face that has been worn with far too much stress and grief then should have been present on the otherwise attractive mother.

"For what, Ms. Kato?" Alaric said raising his eyebrows in mock bewilderment, "I look forward to seeing Akito in session on Tuesday, oh, and Merry Christmas, Ms. Kato." giving another bow, Kato took her leave, gently closing the door to his office behind her.

Turning his chair around, the room devoid of all beings but himself, he looked out his window towards the outside world. This world had a certain beauty to it. A beauty he would miss.





Pushing open the door to the small apartment he shared with three people, Alaric braced himself for the initial blast of hot air that the other demon generals insisted be so unreasonably high which, in turn, made their utility bills unreasonable. He did not understand their aversion to the much, much cooler weather, he found it incredibly pleasant and a nice change of pace if anything.

Pausing inside the door, he loosened his tie before pulling it free of his neck and hanging it up near the door as he was in no hurry. He slowly pulled down the suit jacket and hung that up above his tie and rolled up his white shirts sleeves past his elbow. He did not take off his loafers, that was one thing he did not understand or agree with, why people seemed to love to take their shoes off or change them. It was nothing more then a tedious hassle.

Turning on his heel, Alaric headed towards the kotatsu as his stomach was gnawing away looking forward to whatever food Noire had brought them. Oh, how he hoped there was still potato chips left that he could enjoy in the privacy of his room later tonight. His steps announced his presence long before any introduction could do, the hard soles making a loud clack with every step as they collided with the tatami floors.

Sliding down to sit near the Kotatsu, but not under it as he saw no reason to make his legs even hotter then the rest of him already was, he sought to enjoy the position closest to the window that let wisp of the cold outside air into the overly hot apartment. His azure eyes fell onto Noire standing in the kitchen and reading, what appeared to be, a check, "Good news, I assume?" He asked, his blue eyes running over her human form that looked so much like her demonic true form, yet at the same time, not quite like it. She blended in far better then he did in both worlds it seemed.

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Azezal’s lanky frame was draped over a chair in his room, hands moving fluidly over the keyboard as he typed yet another manuscript to send to the editor. Writing was an activity that came easily to him, much to his surprise. He just had to try out several plots, writing styles and genres, collate the results of its sales, then do what people like best.

Easy. The only problem is perhaps being well known. He had no idea why information in the human world spread so fast, but he didn't like it. It was bad enough that they were being looked for by the Hero than him attracting unnecessary attention to himself and the others. The fact that he couldn't use his usual methods to silence others by breaking a few fingers because apparently it was unacceptable in the human world was an upsetting factor in itself. And many still wonder why he left for the darkness…

Still, Azezal had to admit that it wasn't a bad source of income for him, although you could never be too careful. Currently, he was using several different names to publish his stories, making sure to change the writing style accordingly to prevent being found out. It was a pain to cover it up, but it was worth the work. He couldn't hope for a better working place where he could just stay inside and heal up slowly, not having to be exposed to the danger of being found out.

As much as he’d hate to admit it, he was currently in no condition to fight with his wounds still healing. However Azezal had to be patient, opportunity nearly always came knocking if you simply bide your time. It was the way he had survived, after all. He shut the laptop with a snap! Sighing quietly as he leaned back. Noire, no, Yuzuki should be back any minute now; or at least it felt like that time. He glanced nonchalently out of the window, looking on in indifference as the mortals scurried around; every person always so fixated on their own activities. How pointless. It was strange how the human race managed to live in peace with each other and even then, he still felt uneasy in a world with no chaos.

It was Christmas currently and the streets were abuzz with mortals purchasing gifts for the occasion where the fat man dressed in red sneaks down the chimney. Humans. What puzzling but interesting creatures… A light smile of amusement danced on Azezal's lips at the mere thought. His time on Earth had being more interesting than he expected, and he was actually interested in the creatures made of flesh and bone. Different from demons, they actually found a way to coexist without a lord to keep watch over them. In a way, they still needed officers, though theirs were a far cry from the governing force of Crestia. Speaking of the Dread Guards…

There was a faint click as the door unlocked, hinting that someone had came in followed by the hard clack of shoes hitting the tatami mats. Azezal slid from his seat and casually stepped out of his room; his eyes instantly settling on the leader of the Dread Guard, Alaric, and the third demon General Yuzuki. To his annoyance and surprise, Azezal's ears must not have picked up the sound of the female entering. His senses were slowly deteriorating from under use compared to when he inhabited the world of darkness. “Good news, I assume?” Azezal heard Alaric speak, addressing Yuzuki as she smiled at the thin strip of paper, most likely a check, in her hands.“By the looks of it, even a fool could tell.” He spoke, partly teasing, but mostly just making one of his careless comments as he slid under the kotatsu. This world was never hot enough for him and unlike Alaric, who found the cold pleasing, he didn't quite enjoy it as much. It was hard to believe that the man before him was the former leader of the Dread Guard, Alaric's fear powerful enough to make death quack in his boots. The infamous leader of the demon world had been reduced to but a mere human grief counselor, which was amusing in it's own right. Azezal had no understanding of why Alaric enjoyed his job so much, to help the assist species that had destroyed their homes, that were filled with nothing but greed and pride.

“Speaking of which Alaric, how much have you earned from your job? Were you allowing the humans to take advantage of you in an act of what they call 'kindness'?” he asked, inclining his head slightly in the first General's.

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Coming close to the apartment was the sound of a motorbike riding down the road. The noise of it slowing down as it arrives at the front of the apartment building could be heard before it finally stopped as it parked right by the front door. The recognizable resonance that Ryuu had arrived finally. The cadence of his slow, firm foot steps rang in the air as he made his way toward the door; turning the nob and opening it as he made his way inside.

"I hate this human worlds' cold." With a loud slam, King Satan himself walked in with a blue coat bundling around him. A rather annoyed look adorned his face as he pulled the goggles off his eyes and up onto his forehead where he tended to keep them so as not to loose them. "How can Tet's creations possibly withstand these temperatures without any problem? It baffles me." Ryuu muttered under his own breath and pulled off his coat before making his way toward the kotatsu to join his Generals Yuzuki and Azezal in it's warmth. Once his body temperature adjusted to the heat, he finally focused his sights on his Generals around him in their human forms.

"I see you all have returned from your tasks. What do you have to report so far on this coldest of days?" While still in the form of a human, he didn't falter to keep his position in mind as he spoke to his Generals. He knew that today was some sort of human holiday, which meant a few bonuses and such would be going around. With any luck, they might be able to pay off some of the bills with the extra money earned.

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The red headed demon shifted her legs under the kotatsu in order to accord Azezal some space, her eyes never lifting from the check for fear that if she looked away the numbers would change. "Yes, very good news." Yuzuki replied, addressing Alaric's inquiry. "Satan will be most pleased with my efforts." She purred contently; speak of the Devil, the sound of his motorbike could be heard arriving even from their apartment. He really should get that engine checked. The female adjusted her legs once more, knowing he would want a spot under the heated table blanket as well.

Yuzuki finally looked up upon the entrance of the Demon King and stood in respect, giving him a quick salute before going back under the toasty warm embrace of the kotatsu. Honestly how did Alaric withstand the freezing air? "I see you all have returned from your tasks. What do you have to report so far on the coldest of days?" Excitedly Yuzuki showed them all her holiday bonus. "Because of how well the Idol's Christmas album sold, I was able to get a 16,500 yen bonus!" On top of that Yuzuki had received a 2,000 yen raise because of how hot the Idol had become in both Japan and overseas.

"I also managed to acquire four discount meals from the convenience store in Akiharaba upon my to return to your Castle, sir." Maybe they would be able to afford to have a real human celebration? She had been watching advertisements all season of these so called "x-mas traditions" such as buying a tree and decorating it, or gifting meaningful things to your closest friends and family. Her hopes had been shot down more then once by the other three due to how impractical it would be waste such funds, not to mention that it was a mortal holiday that declared the birth of one of their deities. Yuzuki had been invited to her boss's holiday party, but she wasn't going to attend due to the fact that last time she had gone to one of his functions, it had ended up being a half baked ploy to flirt with every girl that came his way and she had stood awkwardly in the corner glaring at every man that dared to lay eyes on her.

Coming back to reality Yuzuki glanced at each General before resting her head on her closed fists, elbows propped up on the table as she anticipated the good news of Alaric, Azezal, and Ryuu. Just thinking of their human names sent a buzz through her head, a powerful reminder that they were not in Crestia, this was not their territory, and they could not wreak havoc like the olden days in order to obtain what they wanted. Yuzuki had been working diligently in order to please Satan, but she had been a walking disaster. The first few months without her wings had thrown the demon off balance and she was on the floor more often then not. After that she had landed a steady job with the rising Idol and worked her way up to his personal assistant. Of course he had admitted more then once that he had only chosen her because of her looks, but Yuzuki didn't care; the pay was great and food was provided by the office. Dammit Yuzuki, stop spacing out!

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Alaric turned his head slightly, his sharp azure eyes falling on Lucifer for a few seconds before looking back towards Noire. He would ignore that comment for now. A real fool is one who could not even hold a castle against a few heroes thus ending them all up in this situation. If it had been he, the Dread Lord, at that castle, they would not be here. That and Alaric found that often the best way to deal with Lucifer was to ignore him. Pick your battles, as it was, engage him when needed, taunt him when the desire arose, but to not get stuck in his pace. Arguing with a fool only created two, after all.

He turned his attention back to Noire as she answered him... Satan would be pleased with her efforts, her desire to please others, even if it was their creator, was an interesting trait she had. Although he seemed to enjoy this world more then the others, he could not help but feel that she fit in here better then the rest of them. Alaric opened his mouth to say... something to her, what? He wasn't sure as he was merely responding on reflex before Lucifer south to try and take a stab at him again. His cold eyes snapped over to the white haired fallen angel, the insult, this time, far too great to ignore.

"You dare imply that I," His words died off in an annoyed tsk as a loud, annoying, noise came closer. The rumbles echoing through the small apartment, how Alaric hated that two wheeled vehicle. Why did they seek to make so much noise? Was it some kind plea of attention? Much like a child screaming and tugging on their mother's dress? Whatever reason inspired the desire to own such a vehicle, Alaric just wished it didn't see the desire to make as much noise as possible. If it was not Satan on top of the crude device, he would venture that only the insecure drove such vehicles.

The coldest of days? Was it really the coldest? Alaric lifted his head to examine the ceiling as he thought it over, it hadn't been that cold, he was still waiting for the thing humans called snow to appear, but it seemed it had elected on evading his grasp for now.

As Noire finished her story, her excitement palpable, something that was oddly amusing at times as she brought a spark of life to the humble... castle... compared to the rest of them, he brought his eyes back down to face Satan, "My work is rather difficult during this time. Despite the human's belief that this is a time of happiness and frivolity, it seems it also sparks a lot of pain, grief and anger, so I have been.. busy. I do not get Christmas bonuses in my work," He said smoothly which was true.. although a few of his clients had added a little extra into his pay as a thank you which would cover the fact that he let one of his clients go without paying for the month which happened... more often then he would admit, "I should be bringing home the same amount as normal. If you wish, I can check my records to tell you the exact number."

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He listens to each of his generals' response, nodding in understand of their situations. Turning to Alciel's offer, he gently shakes his head. " There is no need for that. I only wished to know the additional ones for now. I have already been keeping a track of the current income." After letting him know of that, he turned his attention to all three of his generals to speak out.

"Very good then. With Noire's bonus we should have enough to get a little something extra then. How do you all feel about keeping up with this world's tradition and getting ourselves some gifts during this holiday?" In saying those words, a smile came across his face close to that of a child eager to get a present. It was never something that was done in his world before since during all the centuries he ruled the demons, there was never really any time for gifts when his creations mainly preferred battle. While he knew he had a task to regain power and return on the attack against the humans, blending in better by taking part in a festivity wouldn't hurt. "But for this to work, we need information on this holiday. Any detail so that we will not mess it up and be noticed by the humans. What do you all know about it?" He looks among his generals, hoping that at least one of them had the information they needed for this "mission" seeing as he hadn't been able to look into it himself.

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Alaric blinked, his blue eyes fluttering in confusion. Why in the world did their Lord desire to celebrate this holiday? At least, he had used the word 'ourselves' so it seemed he would not have to try and but them a gift as that would have been disastrous. He had no knowledge on what they would enjoy for a gift. Well... he supposed a large metal throne would be suitable for their Lord, but he highly doubted he could easily afford one or, carry it up the stairs in his current form, fitting it through the door posed yet another challenge, but Lucifer and Noire? He supposed Lucifer may enjoy a pretty bauble of some sort... something shiny in which he can gaze at himself from, but Noire? He had not the faintest clue.

A gift for himself was almost as daunting a task. He had never pondered that before, what he would like to have. Not require, but want to have. An, odd thought. He would, more then likely, merely keep the money to cover his income should it falter, money seemed to be a practical gift.

For the second time that day, Alaric was at odds with their Lord's sudden interest in the holiday, but as always, he was quick to respond to orders, "Due to my status as a 'foreigner', a word that comes with much curiosity and distaste depending on the speaker, it has been relatively easy to plead ignorance on their customs. I did have to learn how it is done in the United States, but I do not believe that would be relevant, but this festival, despite being something that is supposed to inspire merry greetings and greed fueled materialism, it inspires," he paused to find the right word for the... audience he was speaking to, "Darker feelings in mankind. Depression, loneliness, guilt, regret, and sorrow being among their number."

As if on cue with his words, a rumbling in his coat pocket followed by a low buzzed filled the air, and Alaric bowed his head slightly to his Lord in apology, "I apologize, my Lord, for the interruption. It is most likely something with work."

Slowly pushing himself to his feet, somewhat glad to be even further away from the heat of the small table, he approached his hung jacket and fished out his phone, staring at the screen for a few seconds as his eyes scanned over then name, Ms. Kato, "It is probably nothing, most likely a client merely wishing me a... Merry Christmas," he said, but his blue eyes stayed locked onto the screen until he could no longer deny his curiosity, he tapped the image of a smaller green phone on the screen and raised it to his ear.

"Ms. Kato, I assure you it is no..." His voice died off as the frantic voice of a mother with no one else to turn to filled his ears, "He," he said softly before continuing as if he could not trust his own voice, "Did what?"

Alaric closed his eyes as the voice filled his mind and gently let his shoulder lean against the nearby wall, "I understand, I shall be there. Yes. I will call a cab. No, it is fine. I shall see you shortly, Ms. Kato."

Lowering the phone to his side, he stared at the wooden door for a few minutes, before turning back around and bowing his head slightly forward, "I apologize, my Lord, something with work came up that I must take care of. Forgive my absence."

Raising his phone back to his face, as if in effort to block out the rest of the world as he fought to hold his normal calm and professional demeanor as he dialed for a taxi cap to pick him up.

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The announcement from their King that they were going to celebrate Christmas was something to be excited about and yet the other two Generals didn't seem to be as ecstatic about it as Yuzuki; their first human holiday together! Speaking of which Yui had some information to volunteer. "They put up lights on the exterior of their homes and decorate with something called tinsel, I believe it is plastic made to look like snow although I'm not quite sure. Oh! That reminds me, my company is having a holiday party tomorrow night and they said I should invite my family!" They were as close to family as Yui had considering everyone she loved was dead.

The sudden call from Alaric's phone startled her and Yuzuki jumped, her knees hitting the top of the table. It hardly hurt, but Yui winced anyways; possibly from habit of having to display emotions so her coworkers didn't think she was some sort of monster immune to pain. Quietly she listened to the phone call and noticed the notes of distress in Alaric's voice. She frowned, wondering what could have possibly gone wrong during what mortals considered to be the most wonderful time of the year. Yui always found it funny that Alaric took his job so seriously, the former leader of the Dread Guard reduced to a mere Grief Counselor. Still they all had to pick and choose their battles in this world.

"I apologize, my Lord, something with work came up that I must take care of. Forgive my absence." Abruptly the female stood up, bearing the cold and striding over to the General. "I'll go with you. It would be lonely if you went alone, right?" Something about his expression bothered her and so Yuzuki did not want him to go alone. "Would that be alright my King?" Regardless of his answer Yui would go, she was already pulling on her jacket and buttoning it up.