[Mari]

(( PolarStarQuote Make your entrance post! Once you do, I'll put up a poll for audience desires. ))

"It's a beautiful day to be here in Sunshine Stadium, and thanks to our artificial weather systems it always will be! Boy do I have a treat for you all today! Yesterday I told you all about Princess Peach and Princess Daisy, right? Well today we have the Life Sphere's GREATEST champion gracing the battlefield. And she's pretty cute, too~! Say hello to Arle Nadja everyone~! She's tougher than she looks, and the best part is you can sit down for a nice drink with her too! Non-Alcoholic, of course! Facing her today though... Hoo boy~! Facing her today is none other than the Dark Prince Of Hell himself, Satan! And most importantly, Arle's... fiance? Huh! Their first fight and they haven't even gotten married yet! Ain't that an omen~ Can't say I blame him though. Arle is quite the catch if I do say so myself~ And Satan's so legendary, he's known across hundreds of different worlds! I wonder if he knows why we're here on Li? Considering his legacy basically created the term biblical, I'm eager to see what sort of skills he's bringing to the table! Man, and to think! We nearly got the votes needed for these two combatants to get body swapped~!"

[Mari]

A shiver ran down Arle's spine at the thought of being body-swapped with Satan. Good lord, and she thought the worst that could happen was getting beaten up!

"...Seriously??"

...She was rather suspicious about who told Blue to say some of those things.

Arle 190 / 190 HP 60 / 60 Shield

[PolarStarQuote]

"OOOoooooOOOOOOoooooooOOOOOooooohhhhh Arley~!!!!!" The Most excitable, Yet somehow deepest voice in the stadium would say, As suddenly, Satan would dramatically warp in from the cieling, using his demonic wings to Swoop around, before landing directly before Arle, now seemingly dressed in his Blue Best!



"Oh Arley, I have waited so very long for this! We dont have to fight if you dont want to sugar plum, You can simply give the victory to me and you can return home with me to the underworld, and we can get you pampered with a full shiatzu massage and a curry buffet with the Draco's~! Oh i simply wish i could propose to you a hundred times over!!" Satan would...Eagerly protest his love for Arle right before her, wings fluttering excitedly, as he soon coughed, now Adressing the audience.

"People of Li~! Hear me now, as i tell you all a simple Haiku, About how i love my wife~! Ahem...."

"How i love my Arley

So sweetly does she crave my curry~

I will marry her indeed!"

" BREAK HIS SHINS!" cries a different creeper from the audience.

[Mari]

"Oh Arle~! Does Rulue know? I thought you were the roux to her curry!"

Audience Requests
For Satan

For 24 Appeal Points: Do a Choppun impression
For 24 Appeal Points: Throw Arle into the stands
For 21 Appeal Points: Dab on Blue
For 12 Appeal Points: Make a bad pun

For Arle

For 27 Appeal Points: Dab on Satan
For 24 Appeal Points: Give Satan a kiss
For 24 Appeal Points: Give Satan a genuine compliment
For 21 Appeal Points: After hitting Satan with a medium or higher attack, do the Smooth Criminal dance and say the words infamous to that song.\

For Both

For 24 Appeal Points: Play a game of puyo pop
For 15 Appeal Points: Taunt at the start of the match!

[Mari]

"H-Hey! What're you trying to do, start a rumor about us??"

Arle slowly turned her attention to Blue.


" . . . Being the roux to Rulue's curry sounds pretty nice, actually! Thank you very much."

Arle turned her attention back to Satan.


"Sigh... Well, you asked for this."

Arle whipped out a pair of shades and placed them on her face.



"...Satan, I'm not your wife. In fact, I'm not even ready to get married, and also I think I might... like other girls. ...But y'know what? That's okay, because as it turns out there's a beautiful and wonderful woman who's been looking for someone to appreciate her, and it turns out we enjoy each other's company! But hey, this should be good news for you right? If I reject you every time, you really can propose to me a hundred times over!"

((Arle taunts! ...By dabbing on Satan. It's a two-fer!))

"...Mind Blast!" Arle concluded once she'd finished appealing to the audience, attacking Satan's mind directly!

55sjvrw7p_1d20+4 (Arle's Mind Blast; Targets INT, Does 12% Damage and afflicts the Mind Melted status)

"Bayobayo~!" Arle chirped, following up her mental assault by trying to slow time down around Satan while his mental guard was disarmed!

p_1d20+4 (Arle's Bayobayo; Targets INT, Afflicts the slow status, and also stuns if it beats Satan's INT roll by 5 or more.)

"...Hey Sataaaan~!" Arle cheerily greeted. "Pucker up~" she added rather mischievously, hopping forward and effortlessly bouncing several feet into the air. She then bounced a second time, this time twirling around and throwing herself backward, such that she might booty check Satan right in his face! It'd sure heckin' hurt if she got those horns, though. Playing dangerous I see, Arle. The lovesplosion that followed would be delayed a brief moment after impact, almost as if on purpose.

p_1d20-1 (Arle's Booty Check; Does 28% Damage and has a 30% chance to cause the infatuation status)

Arle 190 / 190 HP 60 / 60 Shield Bayo Bayo CD: 4 Turns Hip Check CD: 1 Turn

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[PolarStarQuote]

"Of course she knows! Were gonna share Arley! She'll rent her on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays, and ill have her on the Weekends, Wensdays and Fridays! See? Fair fair~" Satan would go on to explain to Blue what he perceives to be the relationship status between him, Arle and Rulue. Boy, Delusions of Grandeur are something else. Then, The Audience requests came in...



'W-what?? I have to act like HIM?! How on earth am i expected to act like that bag faced bafoon-- A-and what on earth is a dab!?" Satan would mumble to himself, Before quickly turning around to get a great deal of a schpeal about Arle and her love life!

"Oh yeah?? Well maybe i will! But you'd better be careful before you get hurt, You Diamond Cutie~!" Satan would taunt himself, Winking to add to his Flirt.


RerD3z0up_1d20+2=10

p_1d20+1=2 (8 turns of mind melted)

'aaaAAAAAAAAAAAAA' Satan's Thoughts would suddenly get turned to a static mess of pain as he suddenly held his horns in sheer pain, As his mental threads were plucked apart! "G-gg-- W-would you stop that?! Its hard to be flirty with you when you attack me like that!!" Satan would say in reply, Before, Surprise, another attack!

p_1d20+1=9 (Stunned and Slowed!)


"I-i hate when they dont listen to me..." Satan would whine, Rubbing his head as his mind was atleast holding up enough to not leave him drooling all over his robe, Until a Noise came from the side of his vision. "H-hrm--?!"

(Stunned, So, Butt Slammed!)

p_1d100(Not Infatuated)

Satan would suddenly be greeted by a face-full of Back-side, Making him yell out a sudden "EEP!" In shock, Before an explosion of Love and hearts would send the Devil Careening through the field, and eventually smashing dead into a wall, Eyes spinning in his head. "W-why do i feel like i got punched by a Draco..." He softly whined, Before pulling himself up.



"Okay! Thats enough of that Arley! I didnt want to do this, But Domestic violence c-can only be meet with...MORE VIOLENCE!" Satan would say in Reply, Before suddenly flicking his wrist forward. "Cataclysm, Mephistopholes Lie!" Satan would beckon, Producing a black cloud of Dark Energy and sending it right at Arle!

p_1d20+4=8 (Mephistopholes Lie, Targets DEX, Causes Blind.)

'E-even i can see there's no way im gonna win through sheer force alone...I have no choice, but to appeal to these weirdo's in the stands...Forgive me Arley. But i must invoke my inner bag head....'




"ARLEY! I....WANT YOUR UNDERWEAR!!!! MUWAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Satan would....Laugh in sheer evilness. Maybe that Mind-melt of his would of helped him in not making a total ass of himself out here

(Satan's Appealing to the audience, By threatening Arle, Choppun Style!)

"Saber of Satan!" Satan would lastly yell, Flinging two glowing blades at Arle!

p_1d20+4=8 (Medium Wisdom Attack, 10% damage, 40% Chance to burn)


p_1d20+4=10  (Medium Wisdom Attack, 10% Damage, 40% Chance to burn)


Satan

HP: 100/140

Bubbleshielf: 45/45

Status:
Mind-melt (8 Turns)
Slowed ( 3 Turns)1d20·1d20·1d20·1d100·1d20·1d20·1d20

[Mari]

" . . . "

Blue declines to dignify that one with commentary so as not to be associated with this particular part of the match.

Audience Requests
For Satan

For 24 Appeal Points: Do a Choppun impression GRANTED
For 24 Appeal Points: Throw Arle into the stands
For 21 Appeal Points: Dab on Blue
For 12 Appeal Points: Make a bad pun

For Arle

For 27 Appeal Points: Dab on Satan GRANTED
For 24 Appeal Points: Give Satan a kiss
For 24 Appeal Points: Give Satan a genuine compliment
For 21 Appeal Points: Knock Satan down and sit on him!
For 21 Appeal Points: After hitting Satan with a medium or higher attack, do the Smooth Criminal dance and say the words infamous to that song.

For Both

For 24 Appeal Points: Play a game of puyo pop
For 15 Appeal Points: Taunt at the start of the match! GRANTED (Arle)

[Mari]

aGZTiVSzp_1d20+1 (Mephistopholes Lie Dodge; Success!)
p_1d20+1 (Blade Dodge; Success!)
p_1d20+1 (Blade Dodge; Success!)

Arle bounced around, performing some pretty superhuman looking jumps to get away from Satan and his ... dank cloud of sloth and munchies, hopping around not unlike a frog and skidding around as she continued to hop around, dodging Satan's attacks with clumsy finesse! She had to stop and do a double take at Satan's inner baghead impression for a moment, just kinda weirded out for a moment as she silently tried to work out whether Satan was being candid or not. That... As much as Satan was a creep, it didn't sound like his particular brand of creep. He was more of a really dumb Cassanova who wouldn't take no for an answer. And this was more ... Choppun. Arle softly groaned, shaking her head in bewilderment.

"...I can't believe I actually feel bad for you right now."

Arle glanced over to the audience requests again before promptly performing another leap! This time she jumped toward Satan, turning about and lifting her legs such that she would fall backside-first onto Satan! The mythical ground pound, the glorious butt slam! She might try and miss his face this time, for fear of getting those horns.

p_1d20+4 (Arle's Butt Slam; Does 18% Damage and afflicts mini!)

Arle then parked her bottom right on Satan, content to sit on him for a bit. "If it's any consolation, if I had to choose between you and him I'd probably choose you!" Arle light-heartedly remarked. 

((Arle is using an action to give Satan a genuine compliment!))

"Do you know how much a new bra costs? Not enough to want one back after he gets ahold of them. But more than the rest of my clothes combined!" Arle explained in mild outrage. After she was done having a good sit and appealing to the audience, Arle hopped off and quickly brushed her skirt off, turning about and whipping a fireball at Satan!

"Fire~!"

p_1d20+4 (Arle's Fire; Does 10% Damage and has a 50% chance of burning)

Arle then drew her hands together, summoning four large, sharp icicles! She then launched the icicles at Satan in an attempt to poke a few holes in him!

"Ice Storm!"

p_1d20-1 (Arle's Ice Storm; Does 22% Damage and has a 30% chance of freezing)

And with determination, she spun around and conjured a bunch of pretty pink hearts, casting them out to violently explode against the first surface they found!

p_1d20-6 (Arle's Love Magic; Does 24% Damage)

Arle 190 / 190 HP 60 / 60 Shield Bayo Bayo CD: 3 Turns Butt Slam CD: 2 Turns

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[PolarStarQuote]

"Sigh...You honor me with that feeling." Satan would reply to Arle's kind words with a tinge of pathetic sarcasm, As Satan knew for a fact there was no way he was gonna live this down among this giant crowd of people watching, No doubt a few stifled chuckles coming from the audience, and a few "Eeewwww"'s as well, Even one or two from a group of Draco's that were residing to watch there Master Satan Battle. "H-hey, Who's side are you on here?!" Satan would yell at the 'Eeeewww'-ing Draco's, Before his entire vision was distracted by a shadow looming over his entire form. "H...Hm??" Satan would say, Turning back to see-- AH, RUMP!

Not having the brain power to think quickly enough to form a dodge plan, Satan would instead quickly encapsulate his wings around him, Forming his Bubbleshield around his body! Sadly, however, this meant Arle sitting atop of him would simply pres Satan down onto the ground regardless, Not landing that Satisfying Impact, but still giving Arle a place to sit on Satan's stomach, Making the Dark Prince gasp for air.

[Bubblesheild the butt! But, still knocked down and pinned by rump.]

"W-would you PLEASE stop putting your rump on me!?" Satan would demand, Kicking his arms pitifully. "Y-your making a total ass out of me-- ...I want no words about this!" Satan would Pun, Seemingly Unintentionally!

(This is not a Bad Pun. This was a really good one.)

Finally free of Arle's Butt, Satan would quickly hop up. "Clearly not enough to buy yourself some-- GAH!" Satan would yelp, Quickly making a run for the side as a Fireball, Satan's arch nemesis, Leaping forward to avoid it...


mrYfVjg1p_1d20-2=6 (D'oh.)

"GAH-HA-HAAA!!!" Satan would yelp, Hit right in the back-end by the fireball, Making him start running as the butt-end of his robes were alight in fire, mouth in a wide-faced grimace of pain from his backside being a blaze!


p_1d100(Avoided a Burn!)

Satan would turn tail, frantically blowing on his own robes to stop them from burning right into a hole, as Satan would turn back to see-- Oh, Ice picks. Thats lovely. Satan would squeak, Producing his Bubbleshield again!

[Bubbleshielded!]


p_1d20-2=6 (But the Love Magic...)

However, Satan would drop his shield and let out a hearty "Hahaha!" In Mockery of Arle to show how adept he was at blocking, Only for his face to be graced with some pretty pink hearts, Blasting him away, Until he smacked into the ground. "U...Usually these things arnt so catastrophic for me..." Satan would say to himself, simply standing up, Looking at Blue with a grimace. "HEY YOU!" Satan would yell at Blue...Before reeling back and...

SPOILER: Click to show

...Well, He atleast remembered that.

[Satan Dabs on Blue! ...I didnt spend more than 5 minuites on that art, i assure you, it was not worth the effort.]

Then, Satan would quickly reach down, Producing his Giant Fist in a Gun, Aiming it at Arle and yelling "REMEMBER, IM DOING THIS CAUSE I LOVE YOU!" He would say, before pulling out a book of Spells, And producing Three Demonic Scythes, which spun through the air for a moment, before flying at Arle! Was he trying to cut her miniskirt or something?!

p_1d20+4-2=21! ( Demon Scythe! 24% Damage, -2 to accuracy roll.)


p_1d20+4-2=12 ( Demon Scythe, 24%, -2 to Accuracy Roll)


p_1d20+4-2=15 (Take a guess.)

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Satan



HP: 066/140



Bubbleshielf: 05/45



Status:

Mind-melt (7 Turns)

Slowed ( 2 Turns)
1d20·1d100·1d20·1d20·1d20·1d20

[Mari]

"--Oooh! OOOH!! Did you see that?? That dude just dabbed on me! Hold on just a moment I need to get on down there and beat his ass~"

Audience Requests
For Satan

For 24 Appeal Points: Do a Choppun impression GRANTED
For 24 Appeal Points: Throw Arle into the stands
For 21 Appeal Points: Dab on Blue GRANTED
For 12 Appeal Points: Make a bad pun GRANTED

For Arle

For 27 Appeal Points: Dab on Satan GRANTED
For 24 Appeal Points: Give Satan a kiss
For 24 Appeal Points: Give Satan a genuine compliment GRANTED
For 21 Appeal Points: Knock Satan down and sit on him! GRANTED
For 21 Appeal Points: After hitting Satan with a medium or higher attack, do the Smooth Criminal dance and say the words infamous to that song.

For Both

For 24 Appeal Points: Play a game of puyo pop
For 15 Appeal Points: Taunt at the start of the match! GRANTED (Arle)

[Mari]

Arle stifled an audible giggle at Satan's pun, rather pleased with herself. "Princess Peach was right. That is fun!" Arle remarked, playfully turning and wiggling her hips a bit at Satan in a decisively teasing manner. she'd never really thought of her behind as something funny, but it sure got a nice reaction out of Satan! Arle then proceeded to dance on the battlefield in front of Satan, and boy those were some pretty smooth looking moves! "You've been hit by--♪ You just struck by--♪ A smoooth criminal~♪" Arle remarked in her best singing voice, playfully sticking her tongue out at Satan at that last part. The audience roared with adoration for what was apparently many people's favorite celebrity.

((Arle is taunting with a Smooth Criminal reference!))

...And then she had to dodge scythes.

KIIuVcfhp_1d20+1 (Demon Scythe Dodge; Failure)
p_1d20+1 (Demon Scythe Dodge; Success!)
p_1d20+1 (Demon Scythe Dodge; Failure)

Arle awkwardly attempted to dodge, but two scythes dug into her and hit HARD! ...Hard enough that one of them caught the waistband of her skirt and cut through it. Feeling her ruined skirt fall away, Arle promptly screamed in alarm and threw her arms down to cover herself, face flushing a nice shade of red. Aw geez. That was... unlucky. Really unlucky. Satan didn't do that on purpose, did he?? She looked around in discomfort. Somehow she just knew some creep was recording this. Worse yet, she was expected to FIGHT like this?? No no, that was dumb. That was a bad idea. Athena could screw off with that nonsense she wasn't doing that. Not in front of a giant crowd.

"--WAIIIT!!" Arle yelled, holding up one hand. She hesitated a moment, making sure she wasn't about to get scythed in the face, before continuing.

"...Time out. Wardrobe emergency." Arle awkwardly added. "Illusion!" Arle incanted, summoning ... a shower curtain around herself to give herself some privacy. A few long moments later, she emerged and the shower curtain faded into nothingness. 

"...There! Much better. Like my new outfit?"

Just like that, the crowd roared again. Arle looked around for a moment, modeling her outfit a bit. It got a very strong reaction, with each twist and turn causing a part of the audience to intensify their cheering. "--...Huh. I guess the crowd does." Arle mused aloud. "...Hehe... Well, I've only got one appeal left." Arle continued a hint of distaste in her tone. She then smiled knowingly at Satan. "I have to kiss you!" she blurted out. Now anyone who wasn't stupid could plainly see Arle was acting weird. ...Which of course meant Satan was screwed. "Growth~!" Arle incanted. On cue, a myriad of thorny vines burst from the ground and lashed out, wrapping themselves around Satan in such a way that their thorns dug into him like dozens of sharp needles all over! It was a lot like hugging a cactus, basically.

p_1d20-1 (Arle's CRITICAL Growth; Does 45% Damage and graples Satan)

Arle then walked over to Satan and produced a .... curry bomb. A relic of her time under Viridi. She still had some, apparently, and promptly threw it at Satan! It would explode in a flurry of curry powder that briefly hid the two from view. When the spice cloud cleared, Satan had been transformed into a hot dish of curry and rice! ...With legs. However, he was still being held down by the vines, keeping him from resisting what came next.

p_1d20+4 (Arle's Curry Sorcery; This girl chews her food! Satan takes 25% damage in the process)

"That's much better~ Now..." Arle began, picking up a spoon and bending over a bit to sample the dish. She brought the spoon up to her lips ... and kissed her food, tasting it in the process. "--Mm~! You know what? That wasn't so bad~ In fact, I think I could kiss you again~" Arle playfully teased before light-heartedly digging into the Satan curry, making a point to non-chalantly smooch the contents of her spoon every once in a while as she savored her imminent victory. By the time Arle was finished, her hoody was looking a bit taut around the midsection and the bowl of Satan curry was entirely empty. She'd pushed herself to finish him. Standing back up straight, she thrust her spoon into the air and cheered in victory. "Yatta--!!" Arle blurted out, only to burp rather loudly. ...Oh great, she humiliated herself twice in one match. She supposed that one was entirely her fault, though. "--Sorry... Hehe." Arle timidly apologized to no one in particular, squirming a bit where she stood before hesitantly pulling herself together. She laid a hand on her stomach, giving it a light press. "Oh Saaa-taaan, good news~! You get to sleep with me tonight." Arle remarked before promptly cracking up at her slightly lewd joke. She was confident they both understood what she meant by that. It felt kinda nice not to have to care what he thought about it, though!

Arle 142 / 190 HP 60 / 60 Shield Bayo Bayo CD: 2 Turns Butt Slam CD: 1 Turns Growth CD: 2 turns Curry Sorcery CD: 1 Turn

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[PolarStarQuote]

Satan had gasped with delight as Two of his scythes cleaved on mark, Hitting Arle and making him chortle in victory! "Haha, I hit one!" Satan would yell, His Mind-melt making him lose all sense of tact it seemed...Until he realized what exactly he just managed to cleave in two, as he flushed a bit pink himself, watching Arle's skirt fall to pieces!



"Pfffhahaha~! Well now, Seems one of us *clearly* spent less time on making a lasting wardrobe!" Satan would taunt, Looking upon his own robes in glee. Y'know, inoring the great big burnt hole that, were it not for his cloak would be displaying his own butt to the audience asides from Arle's. Satan, c'mon, dontcha believe in equality?? Well, Regardless, Satan's chuckling and laugter would soon cease, As he would observe Arle casting a spell, as new clothes formed around her, Satan could only really react one way!



"O-oh...Oh my GOODNESS! Arley, You're wearing such a gorgeous outfit!!" Satan would say, Definitely noticing the cute little Carby theme that Arle had going for it. And especially now that Satan was reminded, he was going to get a kiss out of it? "Ah, I see! Well, In that case, Ill Pucker up for you, My Darling Arley~!" Satan said, Clearly mind-melted brain not remembering how this tends to go.


PH__dfgnp_1d20-2=14



"--GYAHAHA!!!" Satan would yelp out, as soon, his whiole body was decorated with a great deal of thorns and vines! What the heck kind of kiss was this?! "H-hey, Hey, Thats not f--" Satan was about to whine to the Audience, Arle and Announcer all at once about his feelings, but, it seemed he was far too late, as then, his entire body was cloaked through the giant puff of Spicy Smoke, Satan could feel his entire form from the waist up suddenly getting...Wider?! Wider, Larger, And certainly alot tastier than the real thing!


When the Smoke Cleared, Instead of the normal Smug idiot atop the Legs of the Devil that one expected, Instead there sat a large Bowl, Full of a deep red Curry sauce, Chicken, Rice, Potato's and all the stuff needed to make a good curry! However, Topping it off, Two large Pieces of Naan Bread were sticking out of the bowl, Cut in a way to resemble Satan's horns, with a garnish in the form of a little corner of rice covered with  Parsley, No doubt representing Satan's unique Green Hair!

"Ugh, W-where...?" Satan thought, Soon realizing his attempts to speak aloud were instead kept inside of his head. "A-ah! The Match,  I have to--" Satan would think, Trying to jostle his legs up, But instead, being kept down by some Sharp Vines! "G-gyah! Well, Thats still there....W-what on earth am i expected to--"  Then, Satan felt something...Soft? Like the Press of Lips upon ones skin! Why, Satan was getting kissed, it seemed! "Ah-- Oh, Arley~! I didnt realize you were-- W-WAIT A MINUITE!" Satan would think, But the feeling of being chewed on and swallowed bit by bit was certainly felt!

Each little piece scooped up in just a few moments, Satan would think in a panic, but it was flat out no use, As soon, Satan's entire form was gobbled up, Spirit and all now packed into Arle's belly, as Satan still had another, what, 10 Minuites before turning back? Satan could hear the sounds above as well. "S-sleep with...Y-you....W-wait, Did she Eat me?! Arle, Y-you foolish girl, H-how dare you  do this to me!!!" Satan would think to himself, But...To no avail.

For all extensive purposes. Satan was K.O'd!

"Yaaaayyy, Arle~!" One Draco would yell from the Audience.

"Arnt we supposed to be rooting for Master Satan though...?"

"Well, to be fair, i dont think he will get the chance to complain for a day or so..."

"LUCKY BASTARD!" 

1d20

[Mari]

"Wow! There's a bit of role reversal if I've ever seen it. I bet Arle's feeling pretty tough after pulling off a stunt like that. Now if only Satan could say the same~ Now let's see... Adding up all the points... The winner of a free dinner iiiiis.... Arle~! Congratulations, sister. Take good care of Satan, alright? And I can't wait to judge your next match~"

Meanwhile, Arle glanced up into the stands and cheerily modeled her new, tauter fitting outfit for the audience, waving and playing the good sport. She would smirk and pat her mid-section at that last bit about taking good care of Satan. "Oh yeah. He won't be getting into any trouble tonight~ I'll be keeping him under a twenty-four-hour curfew." Arle playfully remarked, turning to the audience and blowing a kiss up at Rulue and winking. The audience roared, not necessarily realizing who it was for.

She then hesitated for a moment, glancing over at the Dracos. ...Was it right to just leave them here? As Satan's servants, did they have anywhere to go or anyone to take care of them while he was in tummy timeout? She didn't know them for being very smart or necessarily independent. Hmm... The golden rule of sisterhood suggested maybe she should take responsibility. Arle called out to the Dracos. "Hey Dracos~! Wanna come with me? Girls night, my treat~!" she offered rather light-heartedly. Better to keep them taken care of so that she wouldn't have a burden on her conscience.