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[isabel]

It had been a long time since the half-demon known as Isabel Grant had set foot out of her safe zone in California, but things didn't seem to be any different in New York since she had went into seclusion. She made her way through Brooklyn, taking a mental assessment of the city as she walked along the busy sidewalks. The humans she passed seemed to be just as self-centered and petty as they had always been, and Isabel still wanted to permanently remove their smug looks as they went about their daily lives when she looked at them.

Her stiletto heels clicked a hypnotic rhythm against the pavement as Isabel reminisced on the past, on the days when she was more concerned with amassing wealth than ensuring her kind stayed on top of the food chain, so to speak. It may have taken a few years for her to become the woman she was today, but she wouldn't go back and change a single thing, at least not anymore. Yes, though the past few months had been difficult, what with her sudden questioning about whether or not she was on the right path, but Isabel Grant was finding herself back in the game with much less reflection time than she normally required. Age did have its benefits she supposed.

With a smile pulling at the corners of her ruby painted lips, Isabel decided she could use a latte before she went shopping, so she paused at the first little cafe she passed, entering in her usual superior way, staring down the humans in an attempt to show who was superior. Luckily for her, a beautiful woman could look at people any way she wanted and still get treated like a queen, so the little barista fell all over himself to get her drink in a hurry, his eyes never straying from the plunging neckline of her black dress as he did. Idiot. She grabbed her drink and dropped a twenty on the counter, sauntering off without waiting for change and taking a seat near a window that overlooked scenic Brooklyn, sipping her drink and wondering what the city would be like if it were dominated by demons.

[victor]

Oh how long it had been since Victor had taken a stroll on Earth. So many things had changed. The styles of people, the building designs, the music. Though the architecture in modern day was beautiful, the music that people were listening to was sickening. Only a few days back on the planet and already, he wanted to tear out the lungs of pop singers and these so called ‘DJs’ that created Dubstep. What happened to good ol’ classical music, or even rock and roll. It seemed that it was all screaming and snoring on the radio.

As he walked on the sidewalk in Brooklyn. Honestly, the way that people crowded the streets and traffic stayed bumper to bumper… New York hadn’t really changed. As he approached a small cafe, Victor’s nostrils were filled with the smell of coffee and sweet treats. Not having tasted anything sweet for a very, very long time, he decided that he would try the food inside the small building. When he walked in, a young lady ran into his shoulder, forcing him to take a quick step to catch himself. He had to use every bit of will not to turn her inside out right then and there. The girl continued walking and laughing with the friend she was with. Victor shook his head and placed his order. When he received his black coffee and lemon cake, he looked around for a place to sit.

He spotted a table a few feet from one of the open windows. As he made his way over, he quickly took notice in a woman sitting by herself. Victor made his way to her and smiled lightly before sitting down ”Well hello there, Isabel…” He said. No, Victor had never really met Isabel in person, he had just heard of her, and knew whom her father was. Being a white eyed demon had it’s perks. You knew almost every other demon, and if you didn’t know them personally, you knew who they were.

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