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Oh, and for Mr Olly? He's sleeping on the job on helping the two. What a jerk. "Zzz..."

He went to the office to get Olivia and Olendria's pay. He handed the $200 each to them "pleasure doing business with you, as always"

He started cutting up the pears Olivia brought

Medea was looking at some papers, he kinda stared down at them in disbelief..

"Huh..-" he mutters "I have a kid-"

Kupid was sleeping in the rafters. How in The Heavens did he get up there?

* max walks in in a hawiw t shirt and jeans * max: whoa hay hows everyone doing * he said with a joyful tone *

He burns up the letter with some black flames, smiling up at the man in the raafters "Im doing well.." he muttered, stretching for a moment, and jumping up there himself

The noise woke him up, so he batted his eyes open and sighed, before noticing Medea. "Oh.. well hello there." Kupid raised his brows, though he wasn't surprised, as his eyes looked more half-asleep than anything.

"You know its not safe to sleep up here, what if you fall?" He'd ask "You'd probably just get hurt or something, there are plenty of actually bedrooms here—" Medea seemed to just keep talking, it was mostly nonsense because thats how slow my brain is running-

Kupid rolled over onto his stomach, gently holding onto the rafter with his arms. "I'll be fine." He smiled, narrow-eyed.
"How'd you get up here, anyway? I don't see any wings on you." Kupid looked him up and down.

"Demons dont have wings hun" he chuckled "Im just strong, superhumanly strong, thats all" he'd say, stretching his legs "I can also strengthen my body with Mana"

Kupid raised a brow, interested by this. "Oh? A demon, huh?" He traced his finger along the wood of the rafters as he spoke. "Do you have hellpower too?"
Hellpower was an umbrella term that grouped different powers that demons usually had, together. For example, Hemokinesis.

"I know someone who got charged for Illegal Use of Hellpower, and Flying With An Expired License, *mumble mumble*" His voice faltered as he rambled, getting lazy with explanations, as he usually did.

"Im Immortal if that counts, a side effect of black magic, and necromancy" he said "I dont fly on my own, and I normally use necromancy and summoning magic for about everything"

From Battle to Everyday task

"How was your vacation, Max?"

In walks a man dressed quite formal for the occasion, glancing across the room and seeming suspicious of anyone.
"Does this establishment happen to serve martinis?" He asks.
Yes... A perfect coverup! No one would expect such a fine and handsome looking man to order anything else!

He pointed at Max "he's the bartender. He'll make your drinks"

"A VILLAIN" Shouts the man, before he flexes his muscles with all of his might, causing his entire body to burst off of him dramatically.



"WORRY NOT, CIVILIANS! FRIMOMAN IS HERE TO SAVE YOU FROM THIS DASTARDLY VILLAIN!" He says as he points to Mathius.

"No" Wish said, coming out with a cast iron pan "Shoo, he works here-" he said, waving off the hero

"Immortal!" He seemed excited to know this. "Are you completely immortal? Or just, y'know, specific weapons can.." He motioned a slice across his own throat with his finger. "Which considering you have necromancy, oh you'd be watched like a hawk in The Heavens by H.A.L.O. if you step foot there with those powers, you might could just boop yourself back to life." He gently poked Medea's nose at the 'boop' part.

"YOU!" Frimoman shouts.



"You must be some sort of accomplice! A partner in crime!"