Leon: And how would I do that? Magic? Cups on a string? You locked and blinded me down here alone, and I have no goddamned clue where I am. How the hell would I be able to tell the others where I am?!
I laugh darkly, grabbing his throat. "It hasn't stopped the others before. People usually communicate with stupid powers they have." I say, studying his face.
Satan: *rolls his eyes* Former child. I'll always be your elder, though. I was here since the beginning of time… anyways, I have a task for you.
Macska: *ponders that* You do? You're not lonely, are you? Cats are the most solitary creatures ever. *smirks*
Leon: *Grabs her arm, trying to free himself* Well I'm a mortal, and I don't have any stupid powers... (Imani, PM? I has an idea...)
"Mortal?" I laugh, taking his arm, and twisting it behind his back, pinning him against the wall. "Your kind was always so weak…"
Macska: *smiles* Jobs? Great! I'd become fat and lazy like that dreadful Garfield cartoon if I didn't have something to do. *yawns, and pokes her nose*