She opened her mouth to let the blue sin know that she was fucking hilarious. But before she could get the statement out she felt his brotherly head pats.

"WHOA! hold up there big guy." She scowled dangerously up at him, swatting at his hand. "I. Am. A. Grown. Ass. Woman." She gritted out, putting a biting emphasis behind each word. "Not a fucking puppy." She smoothed her multi colored hair, trying to keep the indignt pout off her face. He continued on, reasurred her that everything was okay, smiling brightly. It seemed almost too bright, he was totally bullshiting it. Which made her very curious, but she didn't know enough about this world to know what would happen if the portal was on the fritz.

She considered asking him as she followed him but he continued to talk about Envy and paperwork. He was right in the insistence that she fucking hated paperwork. In her 'alive' days she would go through great lengths to avoid it. As they moved along they walked pass a auburn haired boy frowning confusingly down at a stack of documents. Ugh. She cringed, looking at the papers. This was going to suck.

As Sloth led her into the office they moved past a white haired man with a red tat on his face that was talking quietly to the hallway. She gave him a funny look and slid by him being sure not to make contact. Who knew, crazy could be contagious down here! Belphie had told her to wait in line but she seemed to be the only one awkwardly standing around. She walked up to the only female in the room, assuming that she would be envy. When she saw the ridiculous amount of paperwork the woman had prepared she almost turned around and walked off but Satan's request rang in her ears.

Leviathan Envy is one of the two Sins I respect down here, as she takes her job quite seriously, and I can only ask that you respect her as well

"Balls", she hissed to herself, gritting her teeth. She walked up to her desk and smiled politely trying not to show how much she was dreading this.

@Patches



Trish laughed at the worry of not being able to find a seat at the Coffee Shop I don’t think that will be an issue as I own this establishment.

When the first Coffee cafe in Istanbul opened I was thrilled at the first taste so I worked my connections till I could get Coffee here and open the kind of social clubs that were forming at the time around the dark and lovely drink.

Trish was greeted by several of her girls which she employed for their various physical attributes and physical skills which some were gifted with as natural talent and other she’d trained them in with her considerable expertise in the arts of pleasure.

Once seated at a table cute brunette named Cathy came and kissed her mistress briefly on the lips then turned to HK and smiled asking May I ask what would be your pleasure as she looked HK up and down with undisguised interest

At this point, Envy did sigh and it was followed with a roll of her eyes to boot. She should have figured that was the case and was feeling a little regretful with having encouraged Greed to this point. While it was no doubt a cost-effective decision, it also opened the door to another set of problems, mainly Greed’s inherent and unstable…well, greed for her.

Ignoring his possessive statements for now, she went back to tending her own work, though always ready for any other humans that needed filing. Thankfully it didn’t take too long, no thanks to Greed’s lackluster effort. Envy looked up and waved in the new human Belphegor was leading into the office, already setting aside her own work to get the appropriate papers lined up and ready-

Snap. Envy crushed the pen in her hand as she caught this human trying to turn right around. Oh, this was going to be wonderful. Yes, she knew the type; the ones who thought they could escape her gaze and leave the paperwork up in the air for others to bother with. There was a reason why even the other Sins made sure to turn in their forms on time and Envy slowly moved what remained of her pen away to claim another one on her desk.

“Demons have better hearing than humans,” was all Envy said when Cinder approached, indicating she had heard the human’s hushed slip of the tongue. Yet she would not press that issue onwards, instead sliding a moderate stack of papers towards the other woman before handing her a pen via her tail. “Please sign here, here, and here. Are you going to be purchasing and or renting a house or apartment? If not, will you be claiming alternative living arrangements.”

Once he had finally made it to his office, Satan immediately began dialing numbers, having both his phones ringing at once. The first phone was to the security building, the second to their militia headquarters. He had to fight nearly every meeting to keep the two services separate, as some thought it would be more efficient to merge the two even though they were not the same, damnit! Dispatch picked up immediately, and the Sin barked into the receiver "I need 5 guards down at the portal, and 50% more men towards efforts on the perimeter until further notice." Satan barely waited for the dispatchers affirmation before slamming that receiver back onto it's hook, still waiting for the other line to pick up. "Sergeant, what the fuck took you so long? This shift is literally just answering the damn phones! Request the General meet me in my office at his earliest convenience, kid."

Satan returned the receiver just to pick the other one up to dial his boss. They would have to call a meeting in, preferably within the next few hours, to discuss these recent events. Hopefully the Sin would have time to calm down by then, as his claws and fangs had returned the moment he stepped into his office. The problem with Wrath was that he didn't worry so much as he just got frustrated when things went wrong and couldn't calm down until they found a solution. If this incident was in any way related to the the 'holier-than-thou' mutants, then they may be on the verge of war.. again. Wrath may not like about 85% of the population in the Underworld, but they were better than the ass-hats in 'Heaven', that was certain. And while his main trait was unwarranted anger towards everything and everyone, there was also a deep sense of loyalty to the other Souls and especially the Sins.. Even Sloth.

"Comon, Thurman, pick up already you bastard.." Satan muttered under his breath as he paced the floor anxiously, the ground under him briefly catching fire at each of his footfalls.

Thurman checked the boxes on the bottom of the paper, flipped it over and did the same, and put it into another stack. His mind was outside the room to where Mammon continued to try to get Envy out of the office. Heh good luck with that, Thurman thought as he continued with his work.

"Leviathan Envy is one of the two Sins I respect down here, as she takes her job quite seriously, and I can only ask that you respect her as well."

Oh Satan's here. Thurman glanced up to see him walk in with a girl behind him. She looked Human. Why wasn't she with the rest? Some time went by it seemed, even though his line of vision for that time period was the same sheet of paper printed over and over. Then the phone rang. Thurman wheeled his chair over to his desk and picked up the phone. "Thank you for calling Head of State; Thurman Douglas speaking."

Mammon couldn't avoid grinning as he noticed how no humans answered to his call, happily making his way back to Envy's table and assuming his position on top of it, waiting for he to finish the work that she still had left before their date. "Seems like we're done for tod-..." Before he could even finish the cheerful comment, his enhanced hearing caught the sound of steps in the corridor, that immediately made him stop talking. "Now that's what I call a flag. I seriously need to learn how to shut my mouth." He muttered while pouting, observing the strange human that entered the room together with Sloth, that managed to make his way out of the room before Greed had the time to stare daggers at him, making the sin once more resort to pouting while he waited for Leviathan to finish her job.

He couldn't help but lose his pout right in the next second though, as he immediately started trying to suppress some giggles as the human girl showed clear signs of aversion to burocracy, going as far as muttering something fairly unladylike before making her way towards Envy, something that was clearly heard by Envy herself, considering that she suddenly mercilessly snapped the pen in her hand before gifting a valuable information to the human - an important piece of info that could save her from quite the trouble in Greed's not so humble opinion. "Oh my... Now that's a perfect way of gaining points with Sins right after meeting them." He said amidst a suppressed laugh, observing the strange human with a newfound interest. "Anyone that gives me the opportunity to see the subtle change in Envy's face when she's annoyed most certainly deserves my respect. Pfft."

HK

@RumikoOhara
The first coffee shop was in Istanbul? Trish really got around didn't she? HK thought to herself, amused by Trish getting to enjoy such a historical landmark.

As HK walked into the establishment, she waved hi to a few people, her bashfulness preventing her from engaging in too much conversation. A few people did recognize her, she was quite a popular streamer down in the entertainment district. Some of them even looking over to their friends, referring to HK by her online handle.

My pleasure... She said, looking at the options, I'll just have a white chocolate mocha frappucino. She said, picking one of the sweetest things on the menu.

@Patches



Trish spent the few moments before their drinks arrived to say hello to several of her regulars as any good proprietor would when they noticed her and said hello then turned to HK as Cathy brought their coffee’s to the table.
White chocolate mocha frappuccino; so you must be a chocolate lover then again most women are she laughed softly before continuing.
I love it dark just as I do my coffee; oh and I love Chocolate butter massages because of how lovely they leave my skin glowing.

Then the Demoness changed her tone to an almost sexual pur and asked So sweety what is it I can do for you?

Cinder smiled a wide sheepish smile at Envy, signing wherever the Sin directed her to. This Sin seemed a bit touchy, even when she was trying not to be a pain in the ass she had pissed her off. Cinder felt an almost overwhelming since to push the Sin and see how irritated she could really get her, but she swallowed it back. She wasn't completely sure on the rules down here but she probably shouldn't lip off to every Sin she met today.

"Im not so sure about renting or buying my own housing. I didn't exactly die with pockets" she joked patting at the fluff of her tutu. "I am currently flat ass broke. I was recommended to work at the entertainment district by a red headed buddy of yours." she shrugged, letting them do what they may with the information.

She stood up from being hunched over Envys desk and noticed to white haired man with the red tattoo on his face was grinning, bemused, in her direction. Not knowing what to make of this she fluttered her eye lashes at him smiling coyly and then sent her eyes in opposite directions, in a classic 'derp' expression. It was a skill she had mastered as a child and would often use whenever someone was trying to lecture her, later in life she mostly used it to irritate the shit out of her fellow carnies, it made her internal giggle box go off even if it did give her a bit of a headache.

Belphegor would jump slightly at his hand being smacked away, looking down at her curiously. The pout Cinder made caused a little snicker from the tall Sin, who covered his mouth in a half fast attempt to hide it. "Sorry, sorry. It's a force of habit." He raised his hand to bring attention to his height, a cheeky smile on his face. "It's not easy being a 'giant', yknow?" The blue haired Sin offered. It truly was hard to interact with people when you towered over them. The times his neck hurt from trying to look down to speak with someone was indefinite at this point.

Still, the girl really was an entertainer even when she wasn't trying to be. Even if just for a moment, Cinder had lightened the worries he was having. A real talent.

Now, he waited outside for her to finish patiently, crouched against the wall with tail swaying as he glanced absentmindedly at the group. It was... smaller than before. They must have ran off at the sight of the paperwork. Well, Belphegor couldn't blame them. He would be able to get this tour over quickly, now that there were fewer people. Usually he would take a nap afterwards, but...

Eh, might as well hurry and get it over with.

---

The new souls are introduced to the other sins, if they were available, and shown around to major places they needed to know.

Belphegor let them go afterwards, saying "If you need me, I'll be back in my office after a little while. I have to do something first."

The characters now have free roam. What will they do first?

---

The soul portal looked the same, besides the increase of soldiers around it. Satie was really on top of it, it seems. The banner had been replaced, now burnt from said red headed Sin, and Belphegor would have laughed if he weren't so terrified of what he might find.

The guards had moved by to let him see the portal, Belphegor's tail tucked close to him to show his worry. Not very vocal verbally or physically about his emotions beside happiness, Sloth seemed apathetic if anything to those who didn't know him. His face was blank, no slightly turned up corners of his mouth and no sparkling happy eyes. He was completely stone faced as he placed his palm on the outer edge of the portal. The Sin closed his eyes, feeling the energy of the portal. It was potent and strong as usual. Could Cinder just have been a glitch that got through? Belphegor had a bad feeling, but at least he had put his worries at ease.

The blue haired Sin stepped back, giving the portal one last look over, before quietly returning to his office. It seemed everything was fine... right?

Unsurprisingly, as soon as he got into his office the tall man passed out on the couch, one arm flung over the top of his face and the other brushing the floor, his jacket thrown off to some unknown place in the mess. His close underlings peeked in, gave an unamused sigh, and gently closed the door.



Thankfully, it wasn't a busy day today at the bakery. Mutebox had just finished with a customer, an elderly soul who loved the fruit tarts, when she glanced at what was in the case. There seemed to be enough to bring to the sins today!

She picked out the desserts carefully: a huge cake for Gluttony, smaller sweets for the other sins who weren't the biggest cake eaters, and of course a chocolate bunny truffle cake for Sloth. It was the most chocolate-y of their selections, some say too much so, but Mr. Sloth always adored it. That was just like him, childish as always. Mutebox made the motions of giggling as she thought about how happy he would get over something so simple, but as usual no sound would come out. She liked him a lot, he was kind but he also was one of the few people she could talk to, albeit mentally. His telepathy powers were really useful in that regard.

Mutebox added up the price of the desserts in her head, dolling it out of her dress pockets. Actually, the sweets weren't free. She paid a bit of her salary back in order to bring them, but Mutebox didn't mind. It wasn't like she was using the extra money anyway. Once she had her collection, she let her boss know and put her medical face mask on. Mutebox grabbed the large bag of dessert gifts and walked outside towards the headquarters, keeping her head low.

Leviathan only nodded at the information Cinder gave her, scribbling it down somewhere. She was also aware of the little glances the human would give to Mammon but that was none of her concern. This was the last registration of the day as far as she could tell, so getting Cinder processed was her top priority at the moment. “We’ll put you down as a resident of the Entertainment District. You’ll find some a living manager meeting with you tomorrow morning,” she said, finishing the final paper.

Once the stack was finally dealt with, Leviathan halved the mess and handed it over to Cinder. “Please take these and have it finalized to Lucifer,” she said, pointing to the important looking Sin across from her with her tail. Once that was said and done, she turned back towards her desk and began the long process of cleaning her workspace. It was daily routine for her and whether or not it was meant to annoy Mammon and his prolonged date or not couldn’t be said for sure.

At long last she finally finished, noticing that the other Sins had left to do their appropriate business elsewhere. Closing down her office for the day, she walked out of the Sin’s working quarters, giving Mammon-assuming he was still even there-her usual look. “Well? To what plans do you have for this date of ours,” she said.

@RumikoOhara
She wouldn't consider herself a chocolate lover but she certainly did like chocolate. It was good for a stress relief or comfort food. Plus it tasted good. But she didn't find herself enjoying it all the time.

But then, before HK would take a drink, she froze up at Trish's question. "So sweety what is it I can do for you?"

That tone... Was she flirting with her?! As HK answered, her hair puffed up a bit, like a frightened animal, as she nervously searched for words, Eh! Um... Well, I think you've done a lot, taking me here.

@Patches

Ah cryptic are we? said Trish leaning back in her chair and taking a sip of her turkish coffee.
I suppose I did assume when you asked if I were busy that meant you had a pitch, not that you wished a chat.
Am I full of myself or what?
The tall Demoness laughed softly at her own ego as her eyes traveled up and down HK.
I’ll give you over to my seamstress who’ll make for you the perfect undergarment of your choice, can't see unnecessary discomfort of a friend

HK

Right... She said, likely sipping her drink. Really, I don't swing that way. B-but I appreciate the gesture. Not minding to be with a silly demon like me... You're quite kind. She said, nodding. She wish she had a personal seamstress.

Also, uh... You mentioned Istanbul earlier? The first coffee shop was there? Wasn't it Constantinople at the time, right? As that one song goes "Istanbul was Constantinople, now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople" She said, being a bit of a history nut. She wasn't as old as most of he demons around here, relatively young. But she did love her history and reading the occasional book on it.

@Patches



Coffee was introduced to Istanbul when it was under the Ottomans around the rule of Sultan Suleiman the Magnificent around the early 1500s; Turkish Coffee Brewing is the indisputable oldest known method. And when I saw how tempting the drink was I knew I was seeing a new doorway of temptation and had to know everything about this lovely tool of my art Trish's expression of delight as she pauses is one rarely seen so publicly except by exhibitionists.

Coffee so dark, so aromatic it touches the mind so sinfully, so seductive and few have even been able to ban its presence.

Tempt them with coffee, conversation and vaguely promised delights, that was my original intent then I saw the rarer flavors and how the cost tempted men to commit horrific acts to poses. Coffee became a powerful exchange product and drove colonial expansions tempted by the need to own this simple bean.

Sorry coffee is one of my successes in the art of temptation; alcohol and drugs are stigmatized as temptations but the pope sips coffee. giggles Trish in smug delight as only a succubus can for causing people to sin

HK

Huh... She said, staring at her cup of mocha. People really have fought over simple things like coffee... Or spices. While slightly amused by how proud Trish was of her art, she couldn't say the same. She technically was a succubus, but she wasn't the typical one who seduced men (or women for that matter.) Are my streams technically temptation? They're just video game but... HK thought to herself, curious.

So you're saying coffee is in the same boat as alcohol and drugged but it's glossed over because it's widely accepted? she asked.
@RumikoOhara

"Thank you for calling Head of State; Thurman Douglas speaking."

"Thurman, this is Wrath. Is Lucifer busy? On second hand, as urgent as this is, it's not an emergency so could you just write this down please?" Satan didn't so much as pause while talking to the man, even as his own office door slid open. A tall, burly demon stepped in, clad in their standard military uniform, except with four neat stars on each shoulder. Satan holds up a hand, motioning for the man to sit before him as he continued talking to the secretary. "I have upped security around the perimeter by 50%, and sent a specialized force to the portal until we can meet and decide what to do about the girl getting through at an unspecified time. The general has just arrived in my office and I was hoping to call an emergency meeting, at Pride's discretion, of course." Satan paused as his other phone rang, giving the inanimate object an annoyed look. Someday he would find a secretary for himself, just not today.. Or anytime soon. "Just, uh, call me back after you confer with Lucifer, please. I have a call on the other line."

Satan hung up before the poor man could reply, but that was just his nature and Thurman had to have been used to it by now. Just get out what you need to say and hang up, no need for pleasantries. He picked up the other phone and set it on speaker, letting the General listen in on the conversation. "Sir, this is Master Sargent, head of the task force sent to the portal."

"Right, how does it look?"

"Sir, no new souls have come in, it seems stable by what I can tell, and there are no abnormal energies that I can sense."

"Has anyone else come by? Any demons are immortals that have no business in the area?" The generals deep, rumbling voice echoed the office.

"No, sir. Mr. Sloth came by a few minutes ago, but he didn't seem alarmed by what he sensed. Just worried."

"That lazy bastard is probably asleep in his office by now.." Satan muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose as he sighed in aggravation. "Thank you Sarge, keep a vigilant watch. Anticipate watch rotation in two hours." With that, the sin hung up the phone again, resuming his pacing behind his desk. "General, do you think we need to start preparing our troops? Or are you leaning towards just another fluke in the portal?"

Oliver

Unsure of what to do with himself at the HQ

The rest of the tour passed by smoothly, without any odd occurrences like with Greed and Envy. Or, at least in Oliver's opinion. He was awfully thrown off by the attitudes of the Sins, expecting much more...dangerous personalities from demons? It seemed like everything he'd learned from Earth was just twisted to make everything seem more black and white than it actually was. It was a little off-putting to find the demons a lot more human-like than religions had taught him.

Anyway, now that he was free, Oliver could...what could he do? He looked down at his hands, then around him at the halls of the HQ that he stood in. He'd seen enough of the place and, now that he'd realized the odd people who worked there, definitely did not wish to stay to encounter more of them. He quickly began to shuffle to the door, pulling his hood up to show his lack of interest in making conversation with any passing souls. Eyes turned to the ground, the newly deceased man wanted to find somewhere to get lost and absorb the information that had flooded his brain in the short time he'd been in the Underworld.

In this rushed state, Oliver was a little in careless in assuming people would automatically steer clear from him. It turns out that he was walking a little faster than he'd anticipated, with almost zero awareness of what or who was in front of him. He came to a head-on collision with a girl, sending them both flying to the ground and knocking a bag that she happened to be carrying right out of her hands.

"Shit, I'm sorry," Oliver started to mumble, grabbing the bag from the ground and reaching his hand out to the girl. Really fucked up, this is what happens when you try too hard to avoid people... he thought as he finally focused on the girl's face. It dawned on him that she had odd features, like black eyes and a surgical mask (for illness?), but he couldn't be fazed by appearances anymore. It did startle him for a split second, but he relaxed. There was nothing good that could come from him freaking out. "You're not hurt, are you?"

Uriel

Purgatory

After the first soul, a dozen more streamed in. Then, another few dozen. Then, before she realized it, the rest of the batch for the day were all there in Purgatory, starting to fill out paperwork for their temporary stay. Uriel was positively elated from having the new improvements made, but knew there needed to be more work done.

She pulled out her phone, punching in the speed dial for her fellow Archangel, Michael, and stood with her back to the crowds filing outside the Purgatory office, her crimson eyes narrowing at the portal. There was no way demon souls could come through and bother her, right? How did the contraption work, anyhow? She could only guess that it simply interrupted the stream of souls that would go to the Underworld and pass them here, but that would possibly require some tinkering with the Underworld's portal, right? Uri was never the best with working with portals or understanding how they exactly brought souls to the afterlife.

"Uriel, greetings! Did everything work out?" The voice of Michael rang out in a happy sing-song tone, causing the woman to roll her eyes ever so slightly.

"It's all working, but we are back-logged. The rest of the souls came here, minus a few," she started, her completely blank, business voice cutting the odd muffled murmur of the souls around her. "I'm going to need the angels from my judgment department to come down here to deal with this. See if we can sort through the ones who are allowed in.

"I'm also thinking the demons have found out by now. You should probably prep some security in case they decide to attack or just barge in violently. Either way, I'll either stay here to start with the judging." She gazed at the souls, feeling a little overwhelmed by the sheer number. How did the demons have to deal with this?

"Sounds grea--" Sadly, Michael could not end the sentence, for Uri just cut the line and began to drift over to the souls to start her interviews.

Mutebox would have squeaked in surprise if her vocal chords did work, feeling herself suddenly tumble backward onto her behind. A little dizzy from the sudden change, the girl rubbed her head and shook it out of the daze. Mutebox herself hadn't been paying attention to where she was going, so she assumed the boy she had ran into was the same. She prickled at the thought of having to introduce herself... maybe he'd just help her up, apologize, and go away? Every time she has to 'converse' with someone it always wound up with the other party feeling awkward that she couldn't speak and that they couldn't look her in the eyes. Mutebox inwardly sighed.

"You're not hurt, are you?"

The black haired girl glanced up at the outstretched hand, hesitantly taking it in a delicate grip to lift herself off the ground. As she brushed off her gothic lolita styled dress Mutebox gave a shake of her head to signal she was alright. No... I'm fine, thank you. she thought. Unable to voice the words, her mind was as far as they got.

The pure pools of black that was her eyes moved to the bag, a cold feeling gripping her heart. Mutebox had completely forgotten about the desserts! She snatched it quickly from him, fumbling for one of the boxes. As she retrieved it and opened the pretty white box, a deep frown curled her lips under the surgical mask and her shoulders drooped. Inside, a once cute chocolate bunny cake was smushed against one side of the box, chocolate frosting scraped everywhere. Oh... it was so adorable too. Would Mr. Sloth still be happy with it looking like this? And what about the others? Certainly my boss wouldn't be pleased if I went back for another batch, and I don't have the money for it anyhow. Mutebox only seemed more and more discouraged.

@Patches



Temptation is successful advertising coupled with a product of desire and addiction; ever seen and office without coffee? Coffee is the true drug of the masses and its presence feeds Gluttony, Lust, Anger, Pride and so forth.

A multipurpose Temptation, Socially Sanctioned by the Pope and powerful Leaders from other Religions.

And as a Temptation to the Tyrants in some parts of the world worth the destruction of unique cultures and environments so you might exploit the lands that were once theirs; the poppy needed secrecy but coffee was advertized; who’s the real winner he… Trish can’t finish the thought so delighted she is at how wonderful it is to know that in her small way she’d contributed her share to the Sins which she served.

She holds her hands up in surrender; around them some other patrons laugh either because they overheard her or were infected with her delightful laugh.

She recovers as only an artist in the seductive arts of a Courtesan can casting a matronly gaze at her younger sister.

We are Succubi you and I; I just have a bit more experience…..Oh and a lust for certain powers.

I didn’t coin the Idea that “Sex Sells” but I know good advertising scheme and the fact coffee was sold as the drink that revives you when you’re tired, helps you wake up and let's not forget; “Let's Do Coffee”. Grandmothers drink coffee and the only group to tingle on it were those wacky Mormons.

A Sultan of the Ottoman Empire tried to make it illegal and closed the coffee shops; the uprising of the population nearly toppled him till he came to his senses and surrendered to the fact that Coffee had won, strangest of all as a dig at the victor he imposed a small tax which the coffee drinkers paid with little complaint

Coffee drinkers are a powerful force that is woven through every strata in every society, it is the Grandest Drug Success Story ever.

The trouble with the other drugs are powerful negative effects if you can’t get it endangering your life; can’t get a coffee you’re a “Prick or a Bitch” and if people know it’s for coffee they’ll even sympathize.

Sorry as I said I love the Sucess Coffee is as a Temptation

Now tea wasn’t one of mine but there is another product socially accepted even after all the crimes committed in search of power and wealth.

Chocolate is another and now that science has revealed its hidden secret even more sought as a mood stabilizer.

Then yes Spices, once it was salt but that market dried up with real commerce Spices drove man across seas

Temptation in all its delicious forms