Sipping on her tea, Fors wall on some cafe then proceeded after to write on her notes.
The night was pretty peaceful and cold after a long hot day, what better way than to sip on some hot tea then?
She continued to write without caring about her surrounding, not even batting an eye as she wrote continuously, in deep concentration of her writing.
After writing a long paragraph and revising the thing more than 5 times, a nerve grow in her forehead.
"This isn't right!" The frustration of a writer, unsatisfied with the current situation, forcing herself to rewrite the whole thing again, which is the reason most writers can never get past writing and were never able to self publish even their own story, it's themselves that is the problem.
"Fuck~" With her left hand over her forehead, her right then reached out for her tea, but suddenly, out of nowhere.
Drip Drip Drip
"Eh-?" The smell, the sound, her spirituality and intuition tells her that something is wrong.
She then decided to look up and see from the gap of the ceiling a widening crack with blood dripping from it.
She suddenly dashed away in extreme wary, and raised two beads with her fingers near her face.
Two beads, two set of doors she can throw to force an enemy to teleport away or for herself, it's a simple disposable mysthical item.
But.
Crack Crack
Before Fors Wall could completely react.
BOOM
A large loud boom erupted within her room, producing an overbearing mist of mixed colors, red, blue, yellow, green, white, black, violet, pink, orange, and brown filled her eyes.
The ceiling exploded into countless pieces, taking her awareness out, and out of nowhere.
A red glove, two privateer, a bounty hunter, a pervert, a vampire, two pirate, and two assassin all emerged as they crossed against one another, slowly descending, and hanging in the air as the float of winds lifted their outfits in a violent manner.
Alger, Leonard, Xio, and Emelyn set their eyes at the unknown pervert, but obstructions in the form of two assassins halted them in their prevalent act.
Trissy and Tracy were in a deep conflict and exchange of abilities without a care to their surroundings, and ended up dragging on some randoms in their fight.
Edwina being a legitimate member of a church intervine in the conflict to stop all the participants with the aid of Danitz.
However, for some reason, Cattleya from the far side simply watches with an eager and excited look as the chaos unfolded in For's hourse, someone she had yet to even properly meet in person.
...
"Finally, i made it in Backlund!" Vice Admiral Ailment's figure emerged from a complicated symbol embedded on the ground within a hidden mausoleum in Backlund.
Stretching out her arms and legs, her beautiful and sexy figure, especially her legs captivated some of the fellow Demoness sect members to eye her nonstop as they please.
'I heard that our Goddess somehow defeated and captured the Goddess Evernight, if that's true, then that explain how most of our members, especially the higher echelons are currently absent.
'If i managed to get this job done, capturing Trissy, then i might get promoted fast!
'Trissy, you did us real bad!'
The vice admiral contemplated with herself for a moment, until she took a step forward to leave and immediately act upon.
...
"Eh-?"
"Cmon, missy, you want some money, then give my feet a good massage with those mouth of yours!"
A brothel, Trissy is currently residing and working in a brothel since she have yet to find a place to settle to, since she's homeless and have no money.
And since working as a prostitute might work for her advantage, she didn't hesitate to lure a potential customer out.
But who would've thought this is the kind of customer she would have to deal with.
'You want me to suck your feet, hell no! You reek of zombie!!"
Presented with a feet that have yet to meet the light of a shower since morning, Trissy wearing a very revealing clothe, and a veil over her head to make her look even more diserable, Trissy found herself wanting to throw up at the digust.
'Fuck you!' Cursing inwardly, she's unable to let it out so for she might get kicked out of her job for disrespecting a dear customer.
Maric with his raised feets at the top of a table, couldn't help himself but blushed and giggled at the sexy, alluring appearance of a woman in front of him, a demoness to be exact, but he doesn't know it yet.
"Cmon, cmon, go lick my feet, pretty lady!!" Maric continued to shout in excitement and anticipation.
Trissy trembled.
'Getting hunted by nighthawks is easier than this shit!' She cursed once again, but this time, she had already kneeled in front of his feet with her tongue out, ready to lick and follow her customer's order, but tried to close her eyes in the process.
Maric's eyes buldged and widen, just an inch by and he would be sent straight to heaven.
That's what he thought.
Until a certain headless woman with four identical blonde heads with bloodshot eyes look down upon him from the corner of the room, still, quiet, and exuding an aura of extremities, it could kill someone.
Maric upon seeing her went colder than he already was, his face dropped like an anvil to the ground, and was immediately dragged away by the headless woman before he could even speak.
"Eh-? Where's the customer?!" Trissy opened her eyes, and found herself alone in the room.
"The customer is gone?" Wondering, she stood up full of questions swirling on top of her head.
...
"Excuse me, are there perhaps new recruits in this brothel of yours? May i personally see your new ones?" A devious smile spread across Tracy's face at the manager of the brothel.
The manager upon looking was immediately captivated by such a beauty, he was left utterly speechless and shaking.
But not needing to do much, since she was already headed downstairs.
Slowly, Tracy directed her head over to her side, and saw a woman of equal measure and beauty, just like her.
"Huh?" Trissy's demeanor slowly went from a soft wonder, to extreme danger.
"Found you." Tracy's smile went even deeper and more devious.