Beelzebub's pace stays casual, hands in his pockets and eyes trailing the plants as he slips back into the garden. He pauses only for a second, plucking a blossom from its stem and putting it directly into his mouth.]
Mn.
[Tart, floral. A little unpleasant in the undertones.
...
He swallows.]
You're not like any human I've met before. You smell way more like a demon.
[He really does get big Solomon vibes from this guy, but at least that horrifying little man didn't smell like a demon on top of all his other eccentricities.]
You're not from the Devildom, are you? I think we would have heard of someone with devil blood by now.
[ So far...except the matter of pacts. But, he will get to questioning that in a moment. Of course, he has things to answer before that, however. ]
Wow, Devildom's really a precarious place to be, huh? I'm not entirely surprised, though. Especially from the way you described it.
[ At the other question, though, he answers: ]
A place of eternal peace without change; a vast garden. It's not really accessible by normal means, so you wouldn't be able to get there except by extenuating circumstances...but! I suppose you'd actually recognize the name 'Britain', unlike some people here. After all, you've heard of Earth.
Oh, but to go back to your world...why are pacts such a big deal?
Sounds like all the stories about Eden. [...] I don't know if that's anywhere near "Britain", though. It's an older country. But I haven't been there in a while.
[Pacts, though... He has to take a pause, an unreadable look as he scans over Merlin.]
I'm surprised you're asking that.
[Another pause, before he sighs, clasping one wrist against the other in a slightly wringing gesture, as though he's collecting himself.]
[ He asks, joking tone seeping right in. But he is a tad bit curious. The name can't be a coincidence, right? ]
Well! You mentioned it before and I have some curiosity about some things from time to time. As for demons...haha, yeah. I'd say I wasn't too intimate with the concept, but that's not true. After all, remember when you asked about what I am and I said I was 'neither of human or demon entirely'? So that much, though I'm afraid I'm very unfamiliar with demons outside of that and the others I've encountered!
[ A certain foolish troupe of demons have made him not too much fond of them, though. Beel seems very pleasant compared to them, though! It's a nice breath of air. ]
So, knowing that, you came to spend some personal time with me~?
[ Merlin can't help but throw a teasing line Beel's way, curious about what kind of reaction he'll get like the gremlin he can be. Though at the other question, he nods. ]
But, it isn't easy. Typically, you'd need some kind of contra...ah, so a pact is like that, then? A method to control a demon?
...No offense, but I live with the Avatar of Lust. Just because I can smell it doesn't mean anything anymore.
[MOVING ON.]
Sort of. It's an agreement. A human requests the power of a demon in exchange for something of theirs. Usually their soul, but it can be a lot of things.
[He rolls his eyes a little, but it's brief. Yeah, yeah, get it out of your system, buddy.]
What you have to offer for a pact has to be worth a lot, or an agreement that's important enough that its fulfillment is worth a demon's control. Most people can barely manage one, let alone multiple powerful ones like Solomon does.
Not surprising, is the thought regarding potential talent, because he's already making unfair comparisons to a certain someone who might have had that name, heh. At the question, though... ]
Why not? Many people come to me with many questions all the time.
[ He can't respond like a normal person ever, huh. ]
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That's fine and dandy. After all, it isn't the first time a demon has wanted to discuss...particulars with him.
So, now he's standing in the garden. When the other shows up, he smiles. One that reaches his eyes because there is a twinkle of amusement. ]
Hello, hello~
You had something to discuss with me?
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Beelzebub's pace stays casual, hands in his pockets and eyes trailing the plants as he slips back into the garden. He pauses only for a second, plucking a blossom from its stem and putting it directly into his mouth.]
Mn.
[Tart, floral. A little unpleasant in the undertones.
...
He swallows.]
You're not like any human I've met before. You smell way more like a demon.
What exactly are you?
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Find it to your liking? It might not be something you'd prefer to have, though...
[ Not many people like to enjoy eating his flowers?? So... ]
What if I said I was neither one of each completely? Just me. Just Merlin.
[ That probably sounded a little more disconcerting than it has any right for it to be, but at least his smile remains as-is. ]
Would that satisfy your curiosity?
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[He really does get big Solomon vibes from this guy, but at least that horrifying little man didn't smell like a demon on top of all his other eccentricities.]
You're not from the Devildom, are you? I think we would have heard of someone with devil blood by now.
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[ This time, Merlin's eyes crease in amusement when he speaks, words soft, with that teasing edge creeping along it. ]
I'm not from Devildom, no.
A place full of demons, I assume? Not exactly the place most wizards would claim as their home, I imagine!
I'm originally from a much smaller place than that, on a planet called Earth.
[ This is an answer free of charge. Talking about a place that has long since come and gone from his own timeline isn't difficult, however. ]
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I know Earth. That's just what the humans call their world. Just like they tend to call the Devildom "the Underworld" or "Hell."
Witches and wizards can cross into our territory. But they don't stay. Unless they're strong with their magic, they're likely to get eaten alive.
...
You said "originally." Where did you go?
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Wow, Devildom's really a precarious place to be, huh? I'm not entirely surprised, though. Especially from the way you described it.
[ At the other question, though, he answers: ]
A place of eternal peace without change; a vast garden. It's not really accessible by normal means, so you wouldn't be able to get there except by extenuating circumstances...but! I suppose you'd actually recognize the name 'Britain', unlike some people here. After all, you've heard of Earth.
Oh, but to go back to your world...why are pacts such a big deal?
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[Pacts, though... He has to take a pause, an unreadable look as he scans over Merlin.]
I'm surprised you're asking that.
[Another pause, before he sighs, clasping one wrist against the other in a slightly wringing gesture, as though he's collecting himself.]
How much do you know about demons, Merlin?
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[ He asks, joking tone seeping right in. But he is a tad bit curious. The name can't be a coincidence, right? ]
Well! You mentioned it before and I have some curiosity about some things from time to time. As for demons...haha, yeah. I'd say I wasn't too intimate with the concept, but that's not true. After all, remember when you asked about what I am and I said I was 'neither of human or demon entirely'? So that much, though I'm afraid I'm very unfamiliar with demons outside of that and the others I've encountered!
[ A certain foolish troupe of demons have made him not too much fond of them, though. Beel seems very pleasant compared to them, though! It's a nice breath of air. ]
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[Good ol' sacred garden stories.]
Mm. I can sense the incubus on you. That's what surprised me.
[Maybe he never met his parents. Or parent singular. Maybe he didn't want to. But none of that really mattered.]
Have you ever met someone who can control a demon?
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So, knowing that, you came to spend some personal time with me~?
[ Merlin can't help but throw a teasing line Beel's way, curious about what kind of reaction he'll get like the gremlin he can be. Though at the other question, he nods. ]
But, it isn't easy. Typically, you'd need some kind of contra...ah, so a pact is like that, then? A method to control a demon?
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...No offense, but I live with the Avatar of Lust. Just because I can smell it doesn't mean anything anymore.
[MOVING ON.]
Sort of. It's an agreement. A human requests the power of a demon in exchange for something of theirs. Usually their soul, but it can be a lot of things.
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Merlin makes a show of looking briefly pouty when he says something like that for kicks, of course. All in good fun over here, buddy. ]
Hmm, yes. Demonic power for the exchange of someone's soul is one of the oldest cliché, but very common 'contract' I've ever heard of.
Well, I guess I'm not entirely surprised if someone ever becomes greedy with them. It sounds like there's a lot to gain~
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What you have to offer for a pact has to be worth a lot, or an agreement that's important enough that its fulfillment is worth a demon's control. Most people can barely manage one, let alone multiple powerful ones like Solomon does.
...
Can I ask you a question?
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[ Merlin does gives a considering hum, though.
Not surprising, is the thought regarding potential talent, because he's already making unfair comparisons to a certain someone who might have had that name, heh. At the question, though... ]
Why not? Many people come to me with many questions all the time.
[ He can't respond like a normal person ever, huh. ]