He ambles throughout the mansion, whistling tunelessly to himself (or perhaps there is a tune, but the tune in question would be little better, or perhaps worse). He runs his hand along every door he passes, and his fingers leave brief trails of fire. This is, let us say, a sort of... controlled chaos
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*wry grin* What fate.
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....*Falls asleep*
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Um...oops. *turns around and tries to get back out, but is kinda locked in*
*sighs and sits down, trying his best to stay awake*
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... *blinks* What the hell?
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*eyes her* Belial, by the way. You are?
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Zoe.
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*and has probably not ever been shoved into a closet*
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