[Yet again, she was struck by how bizarre this particular client was; for once, it wasn’t a matter of seducing some creep...instead, she was just getting herself involved with some eccentric kid’s obscure, maniacal scheme for vengeance or whatever. That fiendish laughter under his breath gave her all the hints she needed, being a demon and all, and her interest was starting to pique as a result -- though, the specific details of his plan sent a likely unwarranted ( and possibly noticeable ) chill down her spine. Pretending to be someone’s mother sounded revolting, and way out of her league, since she usually manifested as a young fling for middle-aged men -- but...hell, she could probably manage it.]

[Recovering from that brief lapse in her composure, she crossed her arms, running through the rest of the green kid’s “brilliant” plot in her mind. So, beyond...ugh...acting as his mother, she’d seduce his adversary’s father, all so he could...threaten him with the possibility of becoming brothers? Granted, she didn’t necessarily have all of the details, nor recognize the nuances in their relationship ( whatever those might be ), but that seemed like a rather tame plan for someone he’d called his “arch nemesis.” Then again, how old could he possibly be, ten? Maybe she’d gotten her hopes up. Oh, well...this was a deviation from her usual routine, and she would welcome it for now, at least until she got bored ( or things got too serious ).]

[Nevertheless, Zim’s “riveting” revelation evoked little response from the succubus; at most, she quirked a brow, her eyes remaining half-lidded. She could’ve guessed that he was a child from a mile away, and had been internally referring to him as one throughout this entire conversation -- so, no, it didn’t come as a surprise. Once he nearly tripped over his own ripped-off disguise, however, she begrudgingly rolled her eyes, sighed, and feigned some ( somewhat delayed ) shock out of pity.]

-- ❝ What!? Really? I never would’ve guessed! ❞ [Alright, perhaps that was a bit exaggerated ( and her tone might’ve unintentionally come across as derisive ) -- but regardless, she recuperated at remarkable speed, almost immediately reverting to her aloof state.] ❝ Well...it’s not terrible. I can work with that -- but I should probably tell you, if things start to get too serious...I’ll probably back out. I’ll pretend all you want, but if it gets to a point where I might actually wind up marrying somebody, I’m getting out of there. ‘Kay? ❞

@torrentofsweetseduction || SUCCUBUS TIME!

                His eyes glimmered with the thrill of victory as the demon agreed to help him, free of charge. The fact that he wouldn’t even need to offer her anything in return for her services was incredibly lucky for him, and rather stupid on her part. What kind of being asked for nothing in return? Regardless, he tapped steepled fingers rhythmically against each other, cackling quietly at his success before sharing the details of his plan with the hellspawn.

“I’d like you to pretend to be my MOTHER and seduce the father of my ARCH NEMESIS so that I may threaten him with the possibility of becoming his BROTHER should he continue to stand in my way, for I am NOT TRULY this DISGUSTINGLY HIDEOUS old man you see before you but a SMALL CHILD IN A BRILLIANT DISGUISE.” He ripped off the fake beard and sunglasses, letting them fall to the ground as he stood in a triumphant pose. He nearly tripped over the mess in the process and scrambled to regain his balance, going back to his dramatic pose shortly after.

“Pretty smart plan, huh?”

zim slides into her dms, wearing a trench coat, sunglasses indoors, and a really bad fake beard. he leans on the wall all casual and nonchalant like. think snoopy dressed as joe cool. "so." an equally smug voice, sort of like the idiot jock in high school about to ask someone out to prom. "i hear you are in the business of," a small pause as he rose his hands in the air to make air quotes for this next word. "'seducing' humans. how might one ACQUIRE such services?"

[Catherine had heard of unusual…”clients,” but when it’d been arranged for her to speak with a gentleman who specifically requested to meet with a succubus ( in a manner akin to hiring a hit man ), she didn’t quite know what to expect. That was already an unorthodox request, and despite being a “top-tier” demon, she still only got roped in for the usual task of seducing men every hundred years – to be “enlisted” by someone other than Boss, so to speak, was incredibly out of the ordinary. Being a chaotic entity, she would normally welcome this sort of weirdness and embrace the change, but when she saw her customer…well…]

[First off, he was donning a trench coat and a terrible fake beard that was hanging off of his features, making it blatantly obvious that it wasn’t genuine; he’d also made the unbearably tacky decision to wear sunglasses indoors, and it took every ounce of self-restraint for her not to roll her eyes. Furrowing her brow and pursing her lips, she stared as he struggled to make himself sound complacent and cool to a point where he came across as unbearably nerdy instead. Who was this kid, anyway? It had to be a kid, right? And it wasn’t as though she was one to judge, but was he…green?]

[Where did Boss find these people?]

– ❝ Mm…hm. Well, you’re talking to the right girl. ❞ [She sighed, fidgeting with the ends of one of her pigtails as she contemplated; perhaps she should charge this kid for her time, since this was such an outstanding case, but her services were usually free anyway. She didn’t really have any use for money, and drinks at the bar were always on the house.] ❝ I come free of charge, and since I don’t have anything else going on, I guess I’m here to help you out. What did you need me for? ❞

[a moment of bewilderment, dismay, then absolute revulsion from the seductress; this kid was only fourteen? disgusting! maybe she or boss been away from the human world longer than she’d thought if they believed this kid was even remotely close to passing for an adult. was he carding the patrons of the bar these days?? if she wanted, she could brush this whole thing off; warp back to the underworld, make herself invisible all over again, but his comment managed to piss her off. stds? he was worried about catching an std just from being in her presence? oh, that was it.]

-- ❝ what was that, you little twerp? ❞ [if she wasn’t such a decent and upstanding woman, she’d wring this brat’s scrawny neck. that sounded rather appealing right now. actually, since she was theoretically imperceptible to the rest of this crowd, she technically could if it came down to it...though it might seem a tad suspicious if this kid turned blue and passed out for virtually no reason. she huffed, deciding to hold off for now, then proudly brushed one of her curled pigtails behind her neck with a flourish.] ❝ i’m clean as a whistle, kid. might wanna get yourself checked out, though; you look much nastier than i do. ❞

@torrentofsweetseduction

– ❝ h,,hey! don’t..don’t do that. im- im like fourteen and i don’t want your..stds..or something! ❞