>>5207193In your mind you hear the voice of your partner-in-crime, you quite-literal soulmate. You could not forget Irinnile if you wanted to—and now and again, you have wanted to. Lately, you have been going through something of a rough patch with the succubus to whom you bound your soul—partly because, in thus binding yourself, you consigned your immortal spark to the Hellish realms from which she was birthed.
‘Baaabe,’ she whines, ‘I thought we were, like, past all that?’
You scrunch up your face, resisting the urge to fire back a psychic rejoinder. This is a moment of triumph, or exhalation, not a time for a lover’s quarrel! Besides, it is true that without Irinnile, you’re not certain how things would have gone. She has been a liability at times—forcing you to feed her the lust and lifeforce of mortal men and women, taking control of your body to sate her demoniac <WANT>, placing upon you a vulnerability to holy arms and areas—but it is also by her pact that you were empowered to subvert the pitiful minds of many a mammalian menace.
‘We’re in this together,’ Irinnile asserts, with a confidence you can tell she doesn’t feel. ‘R-right, hotstuff?’
How do you reply?
>Reassure Irinnile—she is invaluable, and you cannot begrudge a demon her nature [+affection]>Admonish Irinnile—she is distracting you from your momentous moment of victory [-affection]>Say nothing—your anger is waning, but your feelings are still ambivalent, and you want to let her sweat a little>Write-in 