Confused, yet happy at the same time, she watched as the cuffs disappeared. A smile spreading on her lips as she watched her friend's reaction. But she was curious to see what would happen, she did as Genie requested. "Uh...okay? I...wish for the nile river?"

His body was braced in anticipation for her wish, eyes squeezed shut. If he was truly free, he wouldn’t be obligated to grant her wish. His expression turns to one of surprise, a rush of feelings going through him when wasn’t compelled to follow orders.

" No way! "

Genie exclaims in refusal, letting out a cackle afterward. This was the first time he would say no to a wish someone requested, and man did it feel good!

" Wish denied, in de-nile, Andy! Hahahah! "

He cheers, whizzing around erratically and bouncing all over the place before stopping next to Andy, plucking the now-defunct lamp from the ground and plopping it in her hands. Genie’s excitement seemed to die down, still very much happy.

" I’m free! Free at last, finally free at last! "

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Andy couldn't help but smile as she watched her friend zip around, enjoying his new found freedom. She looked down at the lamp in her hands before looking up at him. "What are you gonna do now Genie?"

Andy was really curious to know what he had planned. After so many centuries of serving others he now had the chance to do whatever made him happy. This in turn made Andy happy. She really did care about him after everything they went through together up to this point.

The sinner shivered as the finger ran along her jaw line. Her entire face going red from her blushing. Andy was definitely putty at this point, but with a cough to clear her throat she did her best to compose herself. “Y-yeah. That sounds like fun. So why the hell not? I’m single and ready to mingle.”

Asmodeus enjoyed seeing people blush, and when her face turned a lovely red, he almost let out a soft chuckle. He stands back up to full height (which right now was only a foot or so taller than Andy), giving her a wide grin.

“ Wonderful. I would like you to take this, for being such a lovely demon in my presence… ”

He purrs, reaching into the interior of his vest and giving the squirrel demon a vibrant teal ticket. It was a way of guaranteeing entry to his club without having to make a reservation beforehand.

“ You just show the bouncer this ticket and you’ll be let in with no problems. I’ll be seein’ you there, I think you’ll enjoy it immensely. ”

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Andy gladly accepted the ticket, staring in awe at the shimmering surface and the bright colors. "T-thank you sire. I'll be sure to hang onto this. I guess I'll be seeing you at the single's show tonight."

The sinner was still a bit flustered that the sin of lust himself just gifted her the ticket. Let alone approached her at all. But at the same time being in his presence made her feel not comfortable, but also safe at the same time. And it was nice to look forward to doing something else that night, instead of just going home.

Arabian Life (Closed RP with @mountmultimuses )

The city of Agrabah had finally calmed down after the celebration to welcome their new princess. After it was discovered that she was a descendant of Aladdin and Jasmine, they had taken her up as their daughter. Andy's coronation would be held at another date, and she was taking some time off from the partying and cheering crowds in her new royal chambers. It was a new feeling for her after growing up poor. And now she was going to be crowned the next princess of agrabah.

"Really? Well if you're gonna be my little comapnion, I would like to get to know you better. I mean, more so than I already have living at the palace." She said with a slight chuckle as she climbed onto the camel.

Magic Withstands Time (a closed rp with @badguysgalore )

After saving up enough money, Andy finally had enough to travel all the way out to the Arabian deserts. To discover more about her family history. After getting the results of her DNA results, she was presented with a look into her family tree. One branch specifically caught her eye. The arabian royal family that resided and protected the city of Agrabah. Though the kingdom now lay in ruin, she could still find out more about her ancestors.

It took weeks for her to finally reach the city, and upon her arrival she felt a strong prescense among the streets. It was almost like she could hear the bustling of the citizens. But as she neared the palace, it only got stronger. Part of the palace still stood, and it was in one of the western towers that she felt something there. Almost as if some unknown force was pulling towards it. Entering the chamber, she found a glass case holding a gauntlet. Carefully taking off the dusty case, she reached out and picked up the artifact. Feeling a wave of energy rippling through the chamber, she staggered a bit as it reached the original source. Far off in the distance lay a wooden figure.

Gripping the bars tightly she fearfully tried to pry the locked door open. "This isn't right! I freed you from your imprisonment!" She cried out, making eye contact with her captor.

"I honestly don't know what you were expecting. Surely you must have read of me and reputation from somewhere."

"N-no I haven't. I didn't come across your name anywhere while looking into my family tree." She said nervously.

Arabian Life (Closed RP with @mountmultimuses )

The city of Agrabah had finally calmed down after the celebration to welcome their new princess. After it was discovered that she was a descendant of Aladdin and Jasmine, they had taken her up as their daughter. Andy's coronation would be held at another date, and she was taking some time off from the partying and cheering crowds in her new royal chambers. It was a new feeling for her after growing up poor. And now she was going to be crowned the next princess of agrabah.

"Okay. So how do we get a hold of a treasure map? Or do you know about a treasure somewhere nearby?" Andy began walking towards a tree that grew beside the wall.

Iago took one out. "I got this one from a merchant at the Marketplace."

"Alright then. So I guess we'll need some supplies for this treasure hunt and then we'll be on our way." Andy climbed down the other side before hopping off and walking towards the marketplace.

Iago perched on her shoulder, practically drooling at the idea of how rich he was going to be.

Making her rounds and using some of the money she had been given as gifts from the celebration, she bought the supplies they would need for the treasure hunt. Unaware that they were being watched by Abis Mal and Haroud.

Iago rubbed his "hands" excitedly. He was gonna be rich, the one thing he always wanted to be.

"So Iago, aside from treasure hunting, what do you like to do throughout your day?" Andy asked as she bought a couple of camels. One to carry the supplies, the other for her and iago to ride on.

It's been a long night, and Angel is finally off work for the day. Now, he's stepping out of the club he's been dancing at in order to lean against a fence, whip out a cig, and light it up to smoke and relax.

He hasn't realized that he isn't alone just yet...

Not too far away, a yellow squirrel was smoking a cigarette herself. She had been there a while and when she heard a door opening and shutting she looked up to see Angel Dust standing not too far away. She approached him and stood beside him. "Hey. Need a light?"

Andy chuckled and sat at the table. Getting some of his gumbo in a bowl and taking a bite of it. "Oh wow! This gumbo is the best!" She said in absolute delight.

"High praise! Thank you kindly!" He'll take a bow for that one before he slides into a chair at the table to start loading his own plate. "I have been cooking for over a century, so it makes sense!"

"That's really impressive. Are you self taught or did someone teach you?" She asked as she helped herself to the other dishes. A smile on her face as she enjoyed the fantastic feast.

"Thank you! --and you can do more than just look, you know! This feast won't eat itself!"

He's laughing, along with his microphone.

Andy chuckled and sat at the table. Getting some of his gumbo in a bowl and taking a bite of it. "Oh wow! This gumbo is the best!" She said in absolute delight.

After what can only presumed to be hours of cooking, the stag's got a rather extensive Cajun feast set up for whoever might be interested to enjoy. Don’t worry; there’s enough for everyone.

Let’s have a look-see at what he’s made, shall we?

New Orleans Gumbo, Chicken Pasta, Red Beans and Rice, Shrimp and Grits, Jambalaya, Smothered Chicken, Louisiana Deviled Crab Cakes, Smothered Cabbage and Potatoes, Cajun-Style Fried Deviled Eggs, a spicy dipping sauce, Corn Maque Choux, Boudin Balls, Dirty Rice, Black-Eyed Peas, Potato Salad, Oven Roasted Sweet Potato Wedges, and even some Pineapple and Coconut Cake for dessert (despite his sugar allergy)!

Even if he's the only one that partakes, Cal is still pretty damn proud of his own work.

Happy Thanksgiving!

"Oh wow. This is amazing. You've really outdone yourself. Everything smells so good." The sinner complimented with a smile. She took in the air as the smell from each dish hit her senses. Andy could swear she was about to levitate in the air like someone out of a cartoon. Her bushy tail swaying happily from side to side.

Then someone, or something, came up behind the demon that had Alastor in the iron grip and ripped his throat out. Blood spilling everywhere as the demon gagged and coughed, his grip finally loosening on the overlord as he fell over. It was then revealed that Andy had come to his aide. Though she was in her full demonic form after becoming enraged seeing Alastor in distress. Her once warm amber eyes were now black voids with mere white pinpricks, the sunny yellow fur now crimson and matted with the blood of the demon.

Her little muzzle now elongated like that of a hell hound, and bits of the demon's flesh hanging from her jagged teeth as she snarled deeply. Black leathery bat like wings sprouted from her back, twitching as if she were still ready to go. "HE SAID TO LET HIM GO!" She roared, her voice now deeper and echoed within itself makingit more demonic. The demon looked up at her in absolute terror before succumbing to his injuries and dying on the spot.

If he'd been looking, maybe he would have been impressed by her figure, or her abilities, or been grateful for her assistance. But he isn't. He's on his hands and knees, trying and failing to catch his breath as the panic continues.

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Shrinking back down to her normal form, she looks over in concern. She kneels beside him not really knowing what to do. So she settles on simply reaching out and gently placing her hand on his back. She proceeds to carefully rub his back comfortingly, in the hopes it'll help him calm down.

How did he get himself into this situation?

Alastor is still unsure of how to answer that as he struggles against the iron grip of the demon that's got him feeling like a crushed soda can in their arms.

The pain of being held so tightly that he thinks he might just snap in half doesn't bother him.

What does bother him is that he can't get away. Not even with his magic; it's as if his teleportation skills are being blocked somehow.

All he can do is kick and squirm and try (in vain) to get away. He even tries biting the demon a few times, but he can't quite reach. His eyes are full of static, and black ichor practically pours from the corners of his mouth. He's breathing far too fast, causing him to very nearly choke on it, before he finally manages to half roar, half cry out a single demand:

"Ĺ̵̡̈É̶͔͙̐̿T̵̘̹͙͑̈́͛ ̷̳͝M̵̗͒̈́̋E̵̥̣͊̈́ ̷̛̙̹̅̈ͅG̷͕͔̽͆̆O̷̱̓̌͐ ̴̯̀̏R̸͕̹͈̔̾Ī̸̥G̵̙̿Ḣ̷̯̦͖T̸͙͎̚ ̵̜̭͋͒̑Ñ̶̘̻Ó̶̟W̴̜̿́!̷̫̱̬͐̅̕!̷̡̮̒"

Then someone, or something, came up behind the demon that had Alastor in the iron grip and ripped his throat out. Blood spilling everywhere as the demon gagged and coughed, his grip finally loosening on the overlord as he fell over. It was then revealed that Andy had come to his aide. Though she was in her full demonic form after becoming enraged seeing Alastor in distress. Her once warm amber eyes were now black voids with mere white pinpricks, the sunny yellow fur now crimson and matted with the blood of the demon.

Her little muzzle now elongated like that of a hell hound, and bits of the demon's flesh hanging from her jagged teeth as she snarled deeply. Black leathery bat like wings sprouted from her back, twitching as if she were still ready to go. "HE SAID TO LET HIM GO!" She roared, her voice now deeper and echoed within itself makingit more demonic. The demon looked up at her in absolute terror before succumbing to his injuries and dying on the spot.

Magic Withstands Time (a closed rp with @badguysgalore )

After saving up enough money, Andy finally had enough to travel all the way out to the Arabian deserts. To discover more about her family history. After getting the results of her DNA results, she was presented with a look into her family tree. One branch specifically caught her eye. The arabian royal family that resided and protected the city of Agrabah. Though the kingdom now lay in ruin, she could still find out more about her ancestors.

It took weeks for her to finally reach the city, and upon her arrival she felt a strong prescense among the streets. It was almost like she could hear the bustling of the citizens. But as she neared the palace, it only got stronger. Part of the palace still stood, and it was in one of the western towers that she felt something there. Almost as if some unknown force was pulling towards it. Entering the chamber, she found a glass case holding a gauntlet. Carefully taking off the dusty case, she reached out and picked up the artifact. Feeling a wave of energy rippling through the chamber, she staggered a bit as it reached the original source. Far off in the distance lay a wooden figure.

Gripping the bars tightly she fearfully tried to pry the locked door open. "This isn't right! I freed you from your imprisonment!" She cried out, making eye contact with her captor.

A light pink blush played across her cheeks as he questioned her regarding the bingo cards. "Well...that day when you came to my aide in the parking lot...I guess I just saw another side to you. Up until that point I've only heard about you and what you were capable of. And I was just as afraid as anyone else. But then after our first meeting...I was able to look past what everyone said. And I saw a proper gentleman lying behind all that carnage and destruction."

"Is that so?" Alastor tucks both arms behind his back once his book is put through the portal, which shrinks and closes on its own. He takes note of the squirrel sinner's demeanor: blushing, tucking her hair back, smiling shyly...

She likes him. Maybe that's something he can work with.

"Would you perhaps have time to come in and stay a while? I was about to get started on dinner for the hotel staff. We have room for one more."

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"I would love to join you for dinner." The sinner said with a smile. Of course she was forcing herself to remain calm and proper and not get too over excited. But it was clear in her eyes that she was very much looking forward to a night with him. Even if they would be eating with others, she was just happy he was giving her a chance. And that meant more to the young woman than aything.