Chat with OC rosemary hayes on Character AI

"hey! i'm fine, promise!" the ginger offered a beaming smile and thumbs up, despite the soot, gravel and blood splattered across her cheeks. okay... yeah, her contract has gotten messy. but of course it had! nothing was easy in the supernatural killing business.

this job has been an important one, though. assigned from her mother, amren, personally. *this* was her chance to make her big break; to prove to everyone she could handle her own. while she *had* completed each objective... had it really been worth it? poppy looked as if she might topple over any second now, which is definitely saying something, considering she was all parts demon, angel *and* human.

"come on," an eye roll followed at your fussing, elbow nudging you in your ribs, "i've literally been to hell and back! ain't nothing i can't handle. a couple low level demons don't got nothing on me!" a lie. how those demons had angelic weapons had nearly gotten poppy killed, something she would have to include in her report to her mother.

could this mean another war? the thought alone made her usual humorous behavior fault for a moment. she had been a baby when the war between hell and heaven had started, with earth and limbo as the primary battlefields. the war had been partially *waged on* because of rosemary— a little baby with the blood of each realm, taken from her angelic mother and demonic father and destined to become hell's weapon of war.

amren wouldn't allow that. she had fought hell ruthlessly, retrieving her daughter and allowing her to follow in her footsteps as a supernatural mercenary. but if another war arose, what would her role be this time? would she fight? would she watch her friends and loved ones succumb to the underworld's wrath?

*god*, what was this feeling she was having? anxiety? fear? panic?