Azazel, the Curious Angel, got a little too curious

The flash of white as the intruder attempted to run from the door's opening down the hallway was enough to give Judgement an idea of who had been watching. Demons all preferred reds and blacks... If someone dressed in white was watching her, it was either Azazel (annoying) or the Helltaker (embarrassing)! Either way, she wasn't about to let them live! This sort of infraction was grounds for a severe punishment. Judgement quickly grabbed a towel to hold over her bare front half, then jumped to the other side of the room, using the door as a kickstand to fly into the hallway perpendicular to it. Her habit of moving around the apartment in this way had already created a multitude of craters all throughout the Helltaker's home.

Her leap revealed the interloper's identity pretty quickly: the one hot-footing it away from the laundry room was clearly the size of a young girl, not a broad-shouldered male. This wasn't the first time Judgement had caught the nosy angel snooping on her, but it was the worst time... she was the type who rarely did anything she wasn't proud of, but Azazel had caught her in a rare moment of weakness. As the escaping angel came closer into sight, rather than risking her finding the Helltaker and using him as some kind of human shield (or worse, spilling Judgement's secret), she decided to close the distance by waving one hand to bar the hallway in a thick silver chain, placed low to the ground. Sure enough, the toe of the spying angel's tall, white boots caught on the length of chain, causing her to trip and slide across the floor on her face. The action was accompanied by loud wailing... none of it was as quiet as Judgement wanted it to be.

Quickly, Judgement threw another length of chain around the girl's mouth, then bound the first around her feet. She then dragged Azazel from the hallway back into the laundry room before anyone could show up. Once inside, she threw the angel onto the floor, then glared down at her, pointing one silver-clawed finger towards the accused. "They say God's always watching, but is that how you angels get your kicks, huh? You're as bad as Modeus! Well? Got anything to say for yourself?!" Judgement bared her fangs and moved to stand over the angel with her legs parted, perhaps forgetting that she was still only wearing a towel wrapped around her midriff for the lower part of her outfit. "HUH? ANY FINAL WORDS?!"

"Mrmmmrmgh!"

"Oh, right." Judgement released the chain gagging Azazel's mouth.

"I didn't mean to do anything bad! This is just part of my field study on demons!" The protesting angel squirmed on the floor, then noted with wide eyes how close her face was to the towel she'd seen Judgement splashing all over earlier.

"Oh yeah, right. You catch me in the middle of my PRIVATE, PERSONAL TIME, and then you pull out your LITTLE NOTEPAD and start making LEWD SCRIBBLES IN IT?!" It seemed like Judgement's voice couldn't decide whether it wanted to roar with indignation or go quiet so that no one else caught wind of her indiscretion.

"I'm not scribbling! All of my writings are official notes! And I mean, you say 'PRIVATE, PERSONAL TIME,' but the only reason I even knew you were in here was because your voice is so loud..."

"Grk!" Judgement bit her lower lip... If Azazel had heard, there may be others too... Others she hadn't managed to catch in the act! "Alright, you pervy angel... As punishment for your crimes- and to keep a close eye on you- I'm going to have you come with me while I root out the rest of the sinners who may have been eavesdropping on me! None of them can be allowed to tell the Hell... I mean... To tell all of hell what they learned about the High Prosecutor!" In preparation, the dark-skinned woman formed another length of chain around Azazel's arms and waist, binding them behind her back. "You understand? I'M TELLING YOU TO FORGET EVERYTHING YOU LEARNED JUST NOW! AS FAR AS I'M CONCERNED, YOU'RE STILL GUILTY!"

Sweating bullets, Azazel turned her smile towards the damp spots on the towel, seeming torn between the knowledge that she should find some safe way to excuse herself from the current situation and a perhaps unladylike sense of excitement at being dragged along on the demon's punishing adventure... "What are you going to do with the others, once you find them?"

"I'LL BIND THEM SO THOROUGHLY, THEY'LL WISH I'D JUST THROWN THEM INTO A DIMENSIONAL PRISON!"

"B-B-Bondage?!" The angel's eyes widened even as her smile persisted on her face. It seemed she was picturing something different than the simple arm-tying that Judgement had performed so far. "Oooh... Um... I think I may have seen some of the others snooping too! That's right! You're going to really want to tie them up good...!"

"OF COURSE! I'LL BIND THEM THOROUGHLY, THEN I'LL HAVE THEM PROSTRATE THEMSELVES BEFORE ME!"

"Right, right!"

"... Your behavior is making me suspicious, Azazel. Maybe I should start with you?"

The angel shook her black bob-cut back and forth rapidly, causing her ribbons to flail wildly. She was the voyeuristic type, not the participating type!