(needle but nothing bloody or Gorey litteraly just one needle warning)   Alchemy paced around her lab, she had no idea what to do. She poked an empty flask and sat down. She perked up "who's there!" She yelled, feeling an unfimiler presence. A large jet black figure with red eyes was at the entrance of her lab. "Hol- exuse me? This is my p-private lab" alchemy, despite doing this a thousand times, she was sweating and mumbling." Oh what's wrong sceintist? Never seen a demon?" It questioned, it's inky black figure forming a hand. "I have, it's just not a common occurrence, since you have to tear the fabrics of reality to get here." Alchemy sat back down, her  exspreassion went back to her resting face."so do you have bussinuss with me or are you here to taunt me. "Despite your interesting choices I have no business to do. I just want to see what you do in this lab of yours honey" the demon raised it's practically non-existent eyebrows
"DID YOU JUS-did you just flirt with me?" Alchemy was shaken "NOooooooo" the demon raised it's eyebrows even higher "well I'm actually not working on anything at the moment no eyebrows" alchemy snorted in amuzment at her horrible insult "is that what your calling me now? My name's Azazel. " Azazel laughed "I should get goin- what was THAT FOR?!?" azalel recoiled as alchemy without warning stabbed them with a needle and took a sample of whatever the hell there made out of "taking a chemical sample, since I'm bored." Alchemy put the sample in the empty flask. Azazel seemed to be crying..? Deep blue tears streamed down there goopy figure and mixed with it. "That hurt!" He screamed, sounding like a child. "Deal with it your a demon" alchemy said.

Any ideas? Or constructive criticism?
Don't be to mean or I'll be sad. ):