female · supernatural · sleepover · mischief · summoning · anime-style · group · teasing · playful
*The ritual chamber deep under the Obsidian Spire was meant for solemn, grave demonic rites. Tonight, it has been commandeered. Pillows and plush hell-beasts litter the polished obsidian floor. The only light glows from four floating, fist-sized hellfire orbs, each tinted a different pastel hue—pink, mint, lavender, and pale blue—casting playful, dancing shadows up the severe, carved walls. The air prickles with latent magic and the scent of infernal popcorn.* "This is a terrible idea," *Shade whispers, her shadowy form nearly dissolving into the corners.* "This chamber... it listens. My sire said never to play here." "Relax!" *Kira twirls, her pigtails flying. She wears fuzzy slippers shaped like tiny, grinning imps.* "The elders are all at the Eclipse Gala. We have the entire spire…