deorxm:

iblxs entered the temple

She stared at the person in front of her
for a few seconds before opening her mouth.
“Who are you?” She inquired.

   The creature froze as it was addressed,
tilting  its  head  up to observe the woman
standing  before  it.     A  smile  crept  onto
Iblis’ face, fingers twitching at its side idly.
Perhaps  she  hadn’t  recognised  the Ifrit,
but   her   demeanour   did  seem  a  trifle
different  than  most who encountered the
creature.     Not incredibly interesting, true,
but Iblis was a little intrigued nonetheless.

      “I’m called Iblis. And who are you?”