Talons tapped lightly across the floor as the demon explored her summoner's home in the dark.
It wasn't particularly impressive apartment and hadn't taken her long to map out in detail even in the dark. While he was in possession of several rooms, the central area was slovenly and joined with the kitchen, and the sleeping chamber was small and dark, with an attached bathing room.
From how he'd described it, his dwelling was within a greater tower, high up within a city who's name she hadn't bothered to memorize. She would have to correct that, if she was to reside here for any length of time.
She paused by the couch, tail flicking as she eyed the Book where it was presently doubling as a drinks matt for several empty beer cans on the floor. The demonicon had yet to be burned, but there was still time for that. She smirked to herself a moment, barring fangs. Her aforementioned summoner was presently snoring away and in spite of sealing their pact over beer, and she rather doubted he expected her to be here come morning.
She wasn't entirely sure what sort of binding effect ketchup would have compared to blood, either. But, she could wait. For now, she wasn't going anywhere. And he was interesting enough that she didn't particularly want to.
York + Carolina - Summoned Demon AU
Talons tapped lightly across the floor as the demon explored her summoner's home in the dark.
It wasn't particularly impressive apartment and hadn't taken her long to map out in detail even in the dark. While he was in possession of several rooms, the central area was slovenly and joined with the kitchen, and the sleeping chamber was small and dark, with an attached bathing room.
From how he'd described it, his dwelling was within a greater tower, high up within a city who's name she hadn't bothered to memorize. She would have to correct that, if she was to reside here for any length of time.
She paused by the couch, tail flicking as she eyed the Book where it was presently doubling as a drinks matt for several empty beer cans on the floor. The demonicon had yet to be burned, but there was still time for that. She smirked to herself a moment, barring fangs. Her aforementioned summoner was presently snoring away and in spite of sealing their pact over beer, and she rather doubted he expected her to be here come morning.
She wasn't entirely sure what sort of binding effect ketchup would have compared to blood, either. But, she could wait. For now, she wasn't going anywhere. And he was interesting enough that she didn't particularly want to.