Feb 02, 2010 21:49
[The feed starts, Dev's back in his old shirt, bow, waistcoat and trenchcoat combo. He's looking around sharply before his eyes bug, only just registering the taste in his mouth. Could this be a punishment from Lucifer for speaking to his daughter like that..?]
Hello? Someone...is anyone here? No this doesn't feel right...This isn't sanctus at all. [He growls and gets off the bed. He double-takes at the communicator and the tape, what purpose could there be for red tape?]
This makes no sense whatso ever. Does anyone happen to have any idea what is going on around here...hell is there actually anyone here?
Fantasic Dev you're talking to yourself.
[Despite his stern tone, anyone who can read auras or people like books will be able to tell he's terrified.]
oh wouldja lookat that,
deven 'dev' feardorch,
is dev gonna have to smack a bitch?,
i'm going slightly mad..,
i'm gonna kick some ass with my own pipe