That gets out a good, barking laugh.

Now there's a statement she'd never use to compare herself.


Ruby's pretty sure she likes blonde better than brunette on the Crossroads Demon, but right now, she couldn't be assed to care.

She unfolds her arms, closes the distance between them and reaches out to grab a fistful of that meatsuit's shiny, brunette locks.

It isn't exactly gentle.

Then pulling her closer, she presses a rough kiss on the other demon's lips.

"That coy enough for ya?"