Tales of the frienemies.

Astaroth had just left from his encounter with Gabriel, the bastard ripped his arms off. Luckily he was a demon, so he could regrow them back.Which was what he was trying to do, having them half back, sitting and just try to relax.That and how he would warn his blue devil friend, hoping Gabriel not get to the little guy first. He was already regretting ever letting Zantro get in the middle of this, shaking his head. He would lay back and just tried to focus on getting better, plotting.

While he was plotting, a figure appears from black flames. They lick about the area of which the figure appeared. Dancing through the air and around the figures form, then slowly turn to smoke, Astaroth growled as he saw the dark figure . "Oh so now you decided to come. now I am worth your time." he snide. Voltaire move closer to Astaroth, looking him over, his face expressionless. Astaroth just stared at the chimera, watching them, waiting for an answer. Voltaire looks up to him "Astaroth." he spoke in a smooth tone. "You look worse for wares. Now how are you to protect that little blue tiefling, if you have no arms?" Astaroth knew Voltaire was all about mind games, so he wouldn't give in to anything.He kept his face blank and shrugs "The boy can look out for himself, I am not his guardian." Voltaire would lightly chuckle.

"Can't fool me Astie."he smirk, Astaroth growled lowly.  "That boy is to you, as Gabriel is to me. We are not so different you and I. We are both collected beings, with crazy trouble magnetic children.Though I am guessing you want to talk about Gabriel." staring to the armless demon. Astaroth would sneer some "Ya sept you fucking sent me away." Voltaire shrug lightly "I was on vacation." Asaroth rolled his eyes "Ah so Caine leaves and you decided to just go on vacation. Leave the brat without guidance." Voltaire stared at him with no emotion again "You did the same to your tiefling." Astaroth shook his head "He is not the same as those to crazies. " Voltaire nods slowly "uh huh." 

Astaroth go on "So are you going to fix that nut job?" Voltaire smirked" you going to fix you sex fiend?" Astaroth gave a deadpan look "Serious, not playing games." Voltaire looks around and would shrug "I will fix the boy to a point.However this amulet fix you did, you have to fix him back to his adult self." Astaroth smirk "He has the tools to fix himself, he needs his mind fix and you know why." Voltaire nods "Yes to keep him from becoming Caine. You know I have recently taken Star under my wing to train."

Astaroth sighs "Finally." Voltaire smirked "Yes well he came to me.Seems you finally got through to him.I will be training him, can your tielfing distract Gabriel?He gets lonely and I don't want him to feel that way." Astaroth smiled "You really do care for that boy." Voltaire looks at him "The same way you care for yours. Between Nine and Gabriel I prefer Gabriel. No one sees what I see in him, he has so much potential. He is a free spirit and deserves to live as such.I am sure you feel the same about your bard." Astaroth was silent, he wasn't about to admit he like the kid to Voltaire.Then Voltaire did admit his feelings on Gabriel.He look away and just remain collected, though Voltaire snickers "Hit the nail right on the head." Astaroth would raise a nub "Hey use that mind ability and figure out what my hand is doing." he smirk.

Voltaire looks at him and acts shocked "Why Astaroth, you don't need to do such motions in front of me.I know I am beautiful,but really compose yourself." Astaroth snarled "I'm giving you the fucking finger." Voltaire adds "Shall I sit and spin on it too?" Astaroth snark back "If you like, might be fun to have a Chimera for a cork screw." They stared at each other for a moment, in a dead on staring match. Then both bust into laughter a moment and then grew silent at the same time, staring back "I will fix gabriel and give him the tools to help his own mind. You will fix his body, then I shall prep Star to beat Caine and you shall be free." Astaroth smiled "I will gladly accept my souls for payment." Voltaire stared at him "Listen well little demon, you may be old and may be once of the celestial, however you do not get to demand of death a soul for payment from my generosity in helping you free.Or else I will have you enslaved in the void and don't think I can't." with that he left the same as he came.

Astaroth snarled " Fucking chimera." he would lean back and just go back to relaxing and plotting to prepare Zantro. He knew he needed to make sure the bard to keep safe from Gabriel with the beast out. Atleast till Voltaire could fix the boy, he didn't want him to shred the blue devil.