Sol simply walked through the night, heading in his destination. He had just about reached the abandoned building when he heard an echo seemingly unnatural, conveying a message. He smiled and took a what looked like a casual jump that landed him on the third floor of the building. He then took a few steps in, went by a nearby concrenete half built wall and sat on it, waiting for the reaper to appear.

 It's been like what, 50 years since he met a reaper last? He smiled, waiting most calmly for the presence to reach him. It wasn't far away and as they usually should they seemed to be homing in on him.

 "Ohhh well." He muttered, taking of his coat and putting to the side, not wanting to damage it. Sol was different from other demons in a few ways. The one that mattered most to him was that he lacked horns, wings and tails.