Night 48: M101-M110 Hallway
Beelzemon pulled on his black leather clothes, glaring up at the ceiling, just because it was as good a place as any to glare when you were pissed off at the disembodied voice of a sneezy human and hated their guts.
He grabbed his flashlight and opened the door to his room, stepping out into the hall and... stopping, not quite sure where he was going or what he wanted to do. He sort of wanted to head to just outside that big room again to wait and see if Loz would be there, but he was too antsy and ready to just go to town on something to sit still.
Sheesh, now he was almost wishing for back when the D-Reaper was trying to destroy everything and it was probably all his fault.
He grabbed his flashlight and opened the door to his room, stepping out into the hall and... stopping, not quite sure where he was going or what he wanted to do. He sort of wanted to head to just outside that big room again to wait and see if Loz would be there, but he was too antsy and ready to just go to town on something to sit still.
Sheesh, now he was almost wishing for back when the D-Reaper was trying to destroy everything and it was probably all his fault.