>>20692012>[Silence.]Deadly silence.
Then, footsteps. Softly, quietly... cautiously. The Dojo Chef makes herself known. The time has come. War has come. BISHAMONTA has come.
LILLITH walks right up to BISHAMONTA, the tip of her horns barely scraping by the bottom of the War Goddess' chin. A rare occurrence: LILLITH tilts her head back, unable to meet the gaze of the Oni straight on. BISHAMONTA makes LILLITH feel small. Muffled by the damaging steel across her jaw, LILLITH speaks, hushed.
"lillith knowing you come. lillith making feeling on night. lillith not making cook. lillith not making clean."
"lillith... not wanting you come. lillith not..."
>[LILLITH clenches her fists. Lightning cracks the skies once more.]"LILLITH not wanting war. LILLITH Wanting DOG And Friends. LILLITH Wanting Fight House. LILLITH WANTING DOJO."
>[The Dojo Chef begins to undulate, her breast heaving, her breathing heavy; her eyes never leave those of BISHAMONTA.]"LILLITH FIGHT MONSTER GIRL. LILLITH MAKE WAR WITH MONSTER GIRL. BUT LILLITH NOT BE MONSTER. LILLITH NOT BE DEMON. LILLITH NOT BE BISHAMONTA."
"LILLITH CRUSH BISHAMONTA AT BEACH SHOW ON BEACH."
"NOW BISHAMONTA LEAVE LILLITH DOJO. OR LILLITH GETTING... ANGRY."
