[center][h2][color=F5F5DC] Charles Hodges [/color][/h2][/center]


My name is Charles Hodges. And if I've done my job right you’ve likely never heard of me, and most never will, sadly. Today was the day and Agares was not doing me any good as I made sure all parts of my expansive manor were secure and intact. A lovely Egyptian spell I had found while in Egypt had made this humble abode into quite the marvel. What they called a ‘Perpetual Dimensions’ spell had made his small London flat into an almost unrealistically deep mansion. Some rooms fell off and some doors opened into nothing but a wall. There was a pool, four libraries, two tennis courts, a zoo and roughly 400 rooms. It had taken me years to build up this place and now, Mages and Magicians from Gods know where, about to trample through it. [color=BCD4E6][i]It’s for the best you insolent bastard. Demons should not be the only people you talk to.[/i] [/color] I opened my mouth to comment on what sounded like an almost pleasant comment out of Agares when she cut me off.

[color=BCD4E6][i]Don’t get it fucked up, Human.[/i] [/color] She said in that old man's husky voice, going back to her usual ways of being a complete bitch. Not all Demons were mean just most of them had their particular quirks or problems that had to be dealt with. [color=BCD4E6] [i]I’d sooner see one of these shits behead you than see you breath another day. But as of now, I'm content with you not losing your mind while I'm trapped in it. That's it.[/i] [/color] I laughed as she said that in the husky voice.[color=F5F5DC]”Just lay off the Camels for me there Agares, I’d miss you oh so dearly.” [/color] I said letting the sarcasm seep in. I looked around for a servant Imp and found one near a door sucking on  the knob.

“Hey, you little bastard.” I said and the Imp stood straight up and looked to me for an order.[color=F5F5DC][b] “Suscipiant liciti, utrum accipiam vos ad me velim et ad inferos”[/b][/color] The Imp disappeared in a cloud of smoke and I wiped the blood from the prick I had just made on my finger. Agares chimed in as always [color=BCD4E6][i]What did you send that poor little imp to find? You know you don't have to be so dramatic with you spells a simple ‘quid me vis’ and the imp would have done the same thing.[/i] [/color] I laughed at that. Agares hated Latin… that amused me. How could I torture her any other way than speaking a language, a language Demon hated.[color=F5F5DC] “He's finding my cigarettes i seem to have lost them.” [/color] If a Demon in your head can smack its own forehead, that is what she did. The doorbell rang.