The first drink after a time away

She almost kinda became excited, when Caine flipped the table, and then went rather demonic on Bill. Even if she didn't hold men to high regard, it was an interesting move of action, if only made worse by the disgusting smell of piss. Such a high held man, so proud of himself and now crying, after having pissed himself. She did seem pleased with his choice of words, getting him to beg for her, and how she did love when they begged for mercy, begged to be kept alive and to see the next sunrise.
She walked up in front of him, looking down at him with disgust "You heard the man, beg for your life like the filthy little pig you are, beg for mercy," a cruel smile came to her lips, showing just how much she enjoyed the power she could hold over people, the power of which she could so easily chose to simply end someones life.

Had she found not him pathetic before, she would sure as hell do it now, especially as he fell to the ground and started trying to kiss her feet. She found a lot of humour in it, taken how he'd acted around her just moments before, so tough and big, yet now so weak and tiny. The fact that he then lied about having children, as if that would bring some kind of remorse out of her, make her feel for him and allow him to live when he so clearly did not deserve to breathe the same air as she did.
With a quick hand movement, she snapped his arm in half, the bone penetrating through the skin. It didn't take many seconds after this before the next arm broke clean in half. She wanted to hear his screams of pain, wanted to see the terror in his eyes, so rather easily she lifted him telekinetically so that he would be right in front of her "I am going to have so much fun with you in Hell," her voice slowly became altered as she talked, becoming more demonic. Her hand even morphed, before she then slashed his throat, and allow him to fall to the floor as if he was nothing more than a doll. He would be bleeding out on the floor before death would then capture his spirit.
She looked up at Caine, blood splattered across her face and something between a megalomaniac and exciting expression in both her eyes but also plastered across her lips. How she did enjoy killing people.

She tilted her head slightly, as she looked at him, stepping towards him without breaking eye contact at any second and her smile became less sadistic, and more neutral. He was right about one thing, he was going to experience every one of his nightmares on a loop forever, never able to get rest or any kind of peace. As he spoke of the things he'd learned about her, or at least the one thing he'd learned, which he was right about. She did hold a rank and got to say what the souls of Hell had to go through "Is it not what?" she asked, looking up at him.
He was tall and she had to admit with a closer look, he had a certain charm about him. She could imagine seducing quite a few people if she was to inhabit his body. So easily she could just take over. Though she never liked possessing men, so boring and irritating.

Her eyes followed him, while he started talking and he might not be entirely as stupid as she originally had thought. Or at least he could observe certain patterns and put them into words, which was a fairly good quality, even for that of a man. She didn't comment on whether or not he was right, though he was, as she held a position in which it would be foolish to go against her, at least if one wished to remain amongst the livings.
She followed him outside, looking up at the sky above them, only to let her gaze meet his "Ohh, are you going to start killing some people?" she asked, tilting her head slightly and a more teasing expression reached. She wondered how brutal he was when he killed people, or if he was the more boring because if that was the case, she could find her own fun.