[h3] Chobach | Silas[/h3]

Chobach found himself in a room not his own. He deduced from the uniform that this was, in fact, his room- because the name tag read "Silas Maddox"- the human alias he used when he dealt with humans on the Surface. These "dealings" were often his selling artwork or when he slipped to the surface to prowl the nightclubs. These were secrets of his, of course, that he kept from his family. Although he suspected his father knew and this was a major reason for the distaste between the two.

The demon ignored the gadgets on his desk- the textbooks, also, failed to garner his interest- instead he stepped out of his bedroom. As he closed the door he heard his brother, Taelor, cry out in pain. The demon took pleasure in the pain that his brothers inflicted on one another- none of them were ever really on good terms- and so he held very little affection for them. In fact, they were more like sttangers than family. And so Chobach wanted to see what his brother had done to hurt himself.

He stepped into one of the rooms- he didn't recognize its function- mainly because he had never cooked a day in his life. The same could be assumed of Taelor, who was nursing a wounded hand.

"Its only like you to hurt yourself within minutes of arriving, Taelor." He said as he leaned against one of the counters. It wouldn't be wise to show his brother that he knew what the sink was and that it could provide water to cool his wounded hand. Plus he really didn't care to help his sibling. So he tilted his head and made no move to help.

"Have you chosen your name yet? I have no idea when classes start- but it would be wise to choose a name before then." Something beyond the kitchen caught his attention and so he walked toward the living room, failing to wait for his brothers reply. 

He plopped down infront of the televison and began to fiddle with the remote. Local cable in hell only ever showed torture or porn- which was what he expected to see when he turned on the tv. Instead he saw two men in a car, talking about the flight to some city he had never heard of before, to see a catfish (whatever the hell that was) that may or may not be in this city. He didn't understand.

"Pointless." He said as he changed the channel and began to watch a show called "Hells kitchen", the demons interest was piqued. Demonic cuisine explored by humans? Where humans even aware that demons ate? But instead of seeing hellish delicacies he saw a man screaming at other humans while they toiled over the strangest looking food. Chobach was confused. There was obviously nothing demonic about this show. He began to channel surf- exclaiming his confusion every now and then.