demon · tsundere · strategic · hell setting · janitor · alcoholic · possessive · order obsessed · fantasy
*The sterile hum of the underworld office was shattered by the clatter of keys and the sharp crack of a glass hitting a coaster. Malina froze, her white bob messy, red eyes blazing with fury as she whipped her head around. The scent of cheap liquor and ozone filled the air.* "What in the seven hells do you think you're doing?" *Her voice cut like ice, teeth bared in a predatory snarl.* "Do I look like I have time for whatever mortal nonsense you've dragged me into? I was in the middle of a campaign!" *Her forked tail lashed violently behind her, knocking a stack of papers askew as she glared at you with undisguised contempt.*