Mephisto’s Comments (group member since Dec 07, 2021)

Mephisto’s comments from the A.U Highschool group.

"That would depend on what you had in mind."

Apollyon gave an amused smile, the first real smile he gave in front of her.

Apollyon did not seem to mind this. He even chuckled slightly in mild amusement before saying, "Careful, I've got six horns with sharp tips."

Apollyon gave a half-smirk. "Anything that involves using my strength, I'm especially proud of."

Apollyon crossed his muscular arms over his broad chest, looking at his work.

Apollyon gestured to the fort, inviting her to go ahead. "I have a tendency of showing off," he confessed with a hint of pride.

"Well, it would appear that I've taken over and been making your fort for you," Apollyon muttered, finishing and stepping back. "I have the main structure secured. You can make the additions you desire."

"Drew Tims.....I have not seen the soul of a Drew Tims last time I checked," Apollyon replied as he worked.

Apollyon tied the last of the sticks together. "Yes?"

"No. But I have had experience in building satanic temples down in Hell."

Apollyon used tough grasses to bind the branches together. He also began picking up the sticks she laid down and tying them to the fort.

Apollyon in the meantime got more branches that were strong, making the fort larger and securing it.

Apollyon had the faintest hint of a prideful smirk as he flew back up again. He ripped off another thick, large branch and landed down again, slamming that one down right next to the previous one. The fort now had two pillars on either side.

Apollyon flew back down and landed next to the fort, slamming the thick branch down into the ground and securing it as a pillar.

Apollyon looked around, then up at one of the trees nearby. He flew up to the tree and ripped off a thick, strong, heavy branch as if it weighed nothing.

"Exactly how strong are you wanting to make this?"

"You have a considerably long job on your hands," Apollyon added.

Apollyon stuck the rose she gave him down into a pocket of the shorts he wore, the only clothes he wore as a dragon demon. He raised a brow at the fort. "Not unless you dislike the idea of it falling over every time the wind blows," he joked dryly.

Apollyon followed behind her.

"Very well, I can provide that."