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Housemates
Date of Scene: 26 March 2020
Location: Shadowcrest Manor - Bristol Township
Synopsis: Gwen and Satana meet in Zee's kitchen. The two new housemates compare notes.
Cast of Characters: Satana Hellstrom, Gwen Stacy




Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Morning at Shadowcrest Manor is usually pretty quiet, mostly because the occupants tend to be pretty noctournal. Satana has been away for a few days, but she returned pretty late last night. This morning finds the redhead in the kitchen, wearing a terrycloth robe and slippers. In pink. The freezer door is open and she's bent over while rummaging inside. The sassy succubus is hoping like hell that the enchanted house has removed her ice cream restriction.

Gwen Stacy has posed:
Gwen is, obviously, sleeping in the master bedroom with the lady of the manor and pads down stairs with her hair ... well at least it's combed. Despite what the read might say, it's long and blonde because there was just universe magic preformed the previous weekend that switch out all the events... and it's just difficult to explain. Suffice to say she doesn't quite look her usual late 90s all girl-screamcore self. She's wearing Nightmare before Christmas pajamas and a bit fleece bathrobe, hair in a ponytail, and a pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose as she comes into the kitchen. "Mornin' Zee." Mistaking whose in the fridge.

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
That's an unfamiliar voice. Satana stands up, the tumble of red hair showing that she's definitely NOT Zee even before she turns. Giving the freezer door a bump of her hip, she's holding a quart of fudge ripple ice cream in one hand and a spoon in the other. "Well your first guess is wrong, cupcake." she offers with a playful smile. She looks a bit TOO good for it being morning, and the black-flecked red eyes are probably not contact lenses. "Satana Hellstrom; I'm one of Zee's houseguests. And you must be another stray she picked up."

Gwen Stacy has posed:
Oopa, definitely not Zatanna, nope... Gwen blinks owlishly at Satana, pulling her robe tighter when the devil woman straightens up with a tub of ice cream for breakfast, "Something like that yeah.." Edging through to the cabinet to pull a box of cerial down, as well as a bowl. "Gwen Stacy..." A finger pushes up her glasses, then points towards the fridge, "Can I get the milk? The Almond milk she hides in that break away I can't believe it's not butter container..."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana pops off the carton lid and steps over to the trash can. It's a new carton, but apparently she doesn't intend to have any left-overs. "Sure thing, honey." she replies, plunging the big spoon almost viciously into the ice cream. Scooping it out slowly, Satana licks and nibbles the chocolate goo from the spoon while she talks. "Nice to meet you, Gwen. So what's your story?"

Gwen Stacy has posed:
Gwen stands waiting for the milk... watching Satana head for the trashcan with the lid of the carton of ice cream rather than grab it for her... The spoon she intends to use is tapping against her chin for a few seconds, then she just goes and gets it herself. "Way too long for breakfast conversation. I'm Zatanna's live in girlfriend."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana smiles wryly at that, red eyes flickering as she gives the blonde a longer, slower, once-over. "Mm hmmm." she replies, slowly licking the spoon clean. "I'm a succubus that Zee ran across after a show." Pause. "Or maybe I ran across her, I'm still sorting that one out. In any case, I'm here mostly because she doesn't trust me to be 'out in the wild' for too long without supervision. But I've given my oath not to kill anybody, so I'm harmless." Another pause to dig the spoon in again. "Mostly harmless, anyway."

Gwen Stacy has posed:
"She mentioned she had a Sucubus living here." Gwen pours some of Zee's covetted Almond milk over her cereal, then returns the carton to the fridge, "I thought she was pulling my leg..." Watching Satana over her shoulder until she turns to rest up against th ecounter with her bowl in one hand, fingers pointing up. "So you just .. what? I'm confused what a Sucubus even does."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana pads slowly over to the table, leaning her butt against it while continuing to eat ice cream from the carton. "A succubus is a sex-demon, kitten, to put it in simple terms. I was born in Massachusetts and raised in one of the nether-planes by my arch-demon father. I've got the equivalent to an advanced degree in magic, with emphasis on interplanar travel, summoning, demonology, and the like." She pauses for a moment to lick the spoon. "Oh, I also drain men's soul energy with a kiss, but that's what I promised Zee I would stop doing. For the moment."

Gwen Stacy has posed:
"Coooool...." Gwen's brow stretches way out, eyes not so much wide as just opened to watch Satana now. The spoon moves the short distance between the raised bowl and her mouth through most of the explanation, "That's a lot to unpack.." She says matter of factly, using the spoon like a pointer, though she doesn't extend it very far beyond the lip of the bowl. "How is a Sex demon born in Massachusetts?"

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana chuckles softly, sill leaning her butt against the table. "Oh, pretty much the same was most people are born, I'd expect. Dad is an arch-demon, and he neglected to mention it to mom until after the kids were born. She kinda freaked out about it and got put away." Crimson brows knit, then. "Come to think of it, I'm not really sure she's even still around. I split my time between dad's plane in Hell and Earth these days."

Gwen Stacy has posed:
"So a demon sexually assaults a human woman.." Gwen takes another spoonful of cereal, pushes up her glasses with the curved knuckle of her index finger gripping the spoon, and then continues once she's swallowed, "And she carries you ... you're born like a normal baby, she goes crazy... and you don't even know if she's alive or not?" Her tongue runs along the back of her teeth, a sound coming from her throat like a chortle. "Super classy."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana lifts an index finger to offer correction. "I'd say 'seduced' is a better term for it. Mom didn't go crazy until I was a little older, and as far as I saw she was pretty hooked on him." She pauses, then, clearing her throat. "Dad was showing me some magic and she walked in at a really bad time. It wasn't a very, um, nice... ritual. I'll leave it at that, since you haven't had breakfast yet."

Gwen Stacy has posed:
"Yeah, I don't do magic." Gwen admits, pulling a face and shaking her head. The edge of the spoon runs along the inside of her bowl, eyes focused down temporarily at the little ohs flected with cinnemon, "So, you didn't keep up with what happened to your mom?"

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana shrugs at the question. "I was raised in Hell by a bunch of demons, between being captured by dad's enemies and used in netherworld power struggles." Another bite of ice cream, then she adds. "I was sorta preoccupied. I was banished to Earth as a graduation present about 5 years ago, and I've been sort of splitting my time between planes ever since." She pauses, then, looking at the blonde. "So how did you meet Zee?"

Gwen Stacy has posed:
Gwen inclines her head at the nature of Satana's story, frowning around her spoon sticking out from between her lips.. "Astral Projection.." The simplist explanation being the easist right? "She has a way of stumbling upon people who don't belong here. She was helping me get home." Tipping the bowl up to drink the milk sloshing around the bottom.

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
The demoness perks at Gwen's reply. She squints, leaning a bit closer and sniffing the air. "You're not currently astrally projected." she declares. And no, it's not a question; she just knows. "But Zee's sort of a weirdness-magnet, yeah. I was summoned here, and I'm still trying to figure out who did it." Satana's expression becomes a bit playful, then. "Zee's also got a thing for pretty girls, I've noticed."

Gwen Stacy has posed:
"Seems so." Pretty girls, because Gwen is pretty and she clearly knows that... Smirking a little as she washes out her bowl, "No, I wasn't astrally projected. I was displaced from my home universe by an explosion. Zee astrally projected to me because she felt the disturbance... the rest, as they say, is history... I think they say that."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana nods briskly. "Yeah, that's an expression still used here." she confirms. The succubus is digging deeply into the ice cream now, eating steadily all the while. "So welcome, then, inter-dimensional visitor!" she declares, offering the Vulcan hand-sign greeting as well. "Must've been one helluva explosion. Trashed the whole universe, or what?"

Gwen Stacy has posed:
"No, it's back to normal, I think..." Gwen puts her bowl away, then sets to drying her hand. "Me here was dead, now I think she's not.. she's on my universe, which I bet is pretty crazy for her... and I'm here.. where I was dead four days ago, but that's fixed." Succubus aint the only one with a twisted back story. "We found a magical device in the Australian outback that reversed universes or something, I'm still not sure how it works."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana head-tilts, then, slowly licking the spoon. "Interesting. So you switched places with your alternate-self, with an overall net of plus-one Gwen Stacy." She pauses and scrapes the bottom of the carton to get the last of the ice cream. "Since now you're alive in both places, presumably. Also sounds like I should talk with Zee about this magical doo-hickey. Mixing magic and technology is sort of a hobby of mine. Ever try to get a good wi-fi signal in Hell?"

Gwen Stacy has posed:
"Never been to hell... I'm not that kind of super hero." Gwen murmurs under her breath at Satana, but keeps up pretenses with her grin, "So you like to mix magic and tech? That's a thing people can do? Interesting...."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana nods to that. "Yeah, it's sort of how I met Zee. I'd been trying to rig up a smart phone GPS to find whoever summoned me, and it just pointed me to the nearest source of magic...." she begins, voice trailing off after a moment. "But I won't bore you with the details. Again, it's nice to meet you, Gwen. My number's on the fridge, if anyone starts giving you shit and Zee's not around."