Night Walk[Devil]

Between her night shifts at Heaven's Door and sleeping during the day, Blake didn't had much time to go out and explore Junction. Perhaps you could say she is a bit of an workaholic but hey, she gotta pay her bills somehow. Regardless, she had the day off and she was going to make the most of it to get to know the city better. The bartender walked alone around the streets, she wore a brown winter coat and a black skirt, she also carried a 2 plastic bags on her left hand, each filled with assorted items and food she had bought.

She eventually stopped by a bench, placing the two bags aside and pulling out from under the coat a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. With her lips she'd pull one single cigarette from the pack and with the other hand she'd bring the lighter closer and flick it! Flick it again, and again... it wasn't working.

"Fuck, i knew i was forgetting something..." The bartender grunted at herself, very annoyed at the situation she found herself in. After looking around for a while her eyes met a passerby, walking not too far away from her. "Uhh, hey there! You don't happen to have a lighter, do you?"

He had tried to stay awake, tried not let his guard down, but no matter what he did as soon as the sun began to set the thing within woke up and without anyone's permission swallowed the three demons whole and took over a body that was not its own. With its unwilling host locked deep inside, the creature known as Demix step out of the theater and with a grin look to sky. To him, it looked as beautiful as a blue sky and the wind like a spring breeze despite a chill here and there. He loved the night and so with a content nod he would begin to wander the streets his strange and decaying form moving like some scepter through the darken streets.

The demon would move about thinking of what to do with himself when unexpectedly a voice caught his attention and he would look in the direction of the source. Inky eyes would blink as they landed on a young lady by a bench asking for a light from a passerby. The guy - a heavy set pig creature in a jump suit a mechanic would wear - in question would wave a pudgy hand at her saying he didn't smoke before waddling away with slight oink of sorts.

Hoping to take advantage of the girl's attention on the pig guy, the demon would sink into the ground and after quickly moving across the ground as silently as a snake he would reform on the other end of the bench. His legs were crossed and his wings relaxed as he spoke to the woman. His voice would seem to come out of nowhere if she wasn't quick with her eyes or paying attention fully to what was going on.


"We have one for you," he would purr in friendly tones as he gave her a grin that was supposed to be friendly, but as odd as he was it probably came off a bit mad or disturbed. Either way what was known is that the demon was holding a black and white lighter in his hand that looked like it had been ripped right out of a black and white cartoon. Despite the strangeness as he held up the hand that held the lighter and flipped it open, a cartoonish like flame did come from it and it did seem to even give some light and warmth if one was near enough. Question was would the little Miss take his offer?

The demon would keep his grin upon his as his tail patted the bench a bit as it remained at his side, his eyes on the girl.

"Thanks anyways..." She let out a sigh, not very surprising. Not a whole lot of people smoked these days as it was not a very healthy habit, and she was well aware of that fact, yet she had already gotten herself addicted to it and considering her other condition it wasn't really worth to put herself into fixing it. And then a sudden newcomer startled her."Eh..?!"

Not only he startled her, but his appearance was rather freaky. It looked like a 1930s character made a deal with Satan himself and got really shafted by said deal. The girl had seem freakier shit though, it wasn't exactly hard for her to remain composure with this guy around, especially since it was offering her a light.

The girl leaned towards the flame, putting the cigarette's tip against it until it was lit. She then raised her head again while inhaling, her head would turn into the opposite direction of the creature as she exhaled the smoke. Blake appeared to be very satisfied.

"Thanks, i really needed it... So, what's your name?"

The demon would hear the response the girl gave back to the passersby that had brushed her off. He supposed not anyone was into the smoking thing for various reasons; however, for him the scent of smoke was something familiar and a bit comforting in a way. As for the reason why that was, well he wasn't about to tell. Not that he had time to anyway since the girl seem to take notice of him in a way that amused him greatly. Even so the grin that he wore remained as friendly as possible as he watched her watching him watching her.

He didn't seem to mind the stare. He supposed to anyone he'd be a bit much to take in, but in the end the staring did not matter much. What mattered is how the person staring reacted in the end. As for this one? Well she certainly kept a calm composure and even took his offer of the light. He would keep the flame steady, clicking the lighter shut and making it vanish as she pulled away and took a drag on the cigarette.

Taking note of her behavior and air of satisfaction, the demon would chuckle lightly at her words. "It is our pleasure to assist. As for a name, we have many, but tonight you can call us Demix. And you, Miss?" he would ask as he blinked slowly as the tip of his tail curled slightly, but otherwise stayed by his side. Despite the grin and perhaps the disturbing air about the demon. He wasn't being hostile and he was more or less calm, so perhaps he wasn't as bad as he seemed. Or maybe that is what he wanted the world to think tonight. It was hard to say.

"Demix, huh? Alright, will i ever get to hear your other names?" She observed the Demon like creature with some curiosity, eyeing it up and down, whatever world or earth it came from it must be some real trippy shit. But for Demix she is probably just as weird and trippy... hm, food for thought."I'm Blake Belrose, local bartender at the coolest spot in town." With her free hand she pointed at Demix and winked, it seems like she had picked on the habit of her boss to shill Heaven's Door to whoever they meet, damn.


She let out a sigh, she hated when salesmen were too pushy and here she was, behaving just as bad.

"Do you carry that lighter for convenience or are you a smoker too?"

The demon would tap his lip with a ink stained gloved finger as he looked up at the night sky and thought on the girl's question. "Perhapsss. Then again perhapsss not." He would end the words with a chuckle as he grinned at the girl. It was apparent he wasn't about to give a straight answer though how the girl swallowed that was yet to be seen. Regardless of that, the demon didn't seem to mind being observed as he blinked and looked away as he unfolded his legs and crossed them other way. His inky orbs would go back to the girl as he heard her introduction and saw what she did.

At first, he would tilt his head at her with a blank expression, but then would grin as he decided that he liked the performance. "We like like your shill, Ms. Belrose. It is very amusing," he would begin and then becoming serious, he would continue. "Heaven's Door, hmm? Do you sell divine drinks there? God like foods?" he would ask truly curious about it. After all, a good place where he could eat and drink was always wonderful in his book.

That aside, he would be knocked away from food as he was asked a question. "We can be if we choose to do so, but typically no. We don't smoke and the lighter is honestly just a useful tool. Never know when you need fire for things." He would chuckle at that one for a bit before focusing on the girl. "Ms. Belrose is finish with work and shopping?" he would ask as he looked at her bags on the bench wondering what was in them. Did he see snacks in there? Would she let him have said snacks? Hmm...

"It is named after a song, it's kinda genius but silly at the same time. Here in Junction we don't have to worry about infringing copyright laws but at the same time only a few people will get it." The young woman awkwardly scratched her cheek while forcing a laugh, personally she liked the name even if the reference would go over most people's head "It's still a pretty chill spot, our drinks are pretty good too... We also serve brand beverages if you are not into our drinks."

"Fair. It did come in handy for me, god knows how much i need to relax..." She chuckled to herself, the cigar's smoke reeked from her mouth. Demix's next question got her head tilting to the side though. "Uhm, yeah. I was doing some groceries for the month... food, beer, stuff like that. Why do you ask?"

"Perhaps that is true, but I would advise being careful who you took from without permission. Some artist are very possessive of their work and might come after you for it," the demon would say with an amused hum and wave of his index finger. It was an odd behavior that made it hard to tell if he was just adding onto what the other said or was actually throwing a real warning out.  Well however that was translated, the strange behavior would shift to a head tilt as those inky orbs focused on the girl and the demon spoke once more. ”Though how does it go? The song? And why was it chosen for the bar?" Well it seemed that the girl had his interest now even more so when she spoke of drinks.

“Hehe. We like food and drinks. The more creative they are, the more pleased we are. Your bar sounds like a fun place to spend a night at.” Or maybe more if the service and drinks was impressive. The demon always liked a good place to relax at night when he was feeling like actually doing the whole go out and eat thing. While he hadn’t found a place here yet, this Heaven’s Door sounded like a place worth getting off of his bum to visit. Though time would tell if he would actually do it.

That aside though, the demon would settle into a calm as the conversation wandered back to the lighter. He would give a nod at that other’s words. “Relaxing after a hard day of work is always rewarding,” he would begin not seeming to bothered by the smell of the smoke around him. As for that question…”We were speaking off of what we heard and observed,” he said pointing at her bag of groceries. He'd eye them for a bit longer than the casual glance before speaking again. “We were just curious is all. Though,” the demon would blink one eye and then the other as he moved his gaze from the bags and tilted his head a bit to look up at the girl. “Does our question bother you?” He didn’t see anything wrong with his question, but then again this one didn’t exactly have a normal grasp on reality either.

"Knocking on Heaven's Door? It's pretty good, reminds me of the stuff my dad used to hear." She chuckled... she missed him so much, yet she'd never be able to see the man again. So many regrets the girl had in her heart, yet so little time she had for melancholy. "It has a nice ring to it i suppose? Boss thought it would give the place a chill vibe. Drop by any day of the week, i'll make sure to serve you myself."

She'd rest her head on her left hand while listening to what the ink demon creature had to say, she didn't like people asking about her purchases much after all there could be some very personal and intimate stuff there but that's not one of the instances and seems like it was done out of curiosity rather than malice.

"Well, do you want a beer or snack? I don't mind sharing after the help."