[right][h2][color=8493ca]Damien's Catharsis[/color][/h2][@Stanifly][@Tlazolteotl][@DaftJive][/right]

[color=8493ca]Damien jumped in surprise at Vicis' harsh tone. He looked at the wyrm with partially widened eyes, having been jolted out of his stupor. The soul had his full attention.[/color]

[color=39b54a][i]"What a waste it would be to think lowly of yourself, when you have miserable meatsacks like this one over here."[/i][/color]

[color=8493ca]Damien smirked as he watched the creature poke towards the human in their company. Then, Vicis looked beyond the two of them. Damien followed his gaze toward the door of the bar and, seeing nothing, turned back to him. Weird.

He watched as the wyrm found his train of thought. He scrunched his nose in mild disgust as Vicis blinked horizontally. Then, he quickly adjusted his face in hopes that Vicis didn't notice. He definitely did not mean to make that face out loud.[/color]

[color=39b54a][i]"We are mighty creatures, bephomet. Do not concern yourself with the puny thoughts of those beneath you."[/i][/color]

[color=8493ca]Damien chuckled and dropped his gaze. [b]"Yeah, I guess you're right,"[/b] he said. Damien absentmindedly smoothed out his cloak and swiveled in his bar stool a few degrees toward Vicis. He paused, then spoke again and swiveled back to face the counter. [b]"I'm, uh, Damien, by the way."[/b] He clicked his claws together a few times, looking toward his glass. He uselessly willed the alcohol inside to become coffee. He hoped the bartender would be able to accommodate him. He'd understand if they strictly had booze and soda. It was a [i]bar,[/i] after all. He rubbed his claws together and looked back at Vicis.

[b]"So, what's your story? Like, where do you find something that looks like...this?"[/b] Damien gestured to all of Vicis with an outstretched hand as he spoke. [b]"Sinners and demons don't necessarily look like dragon dudes, so you're probably not some Hellspawn."[/b][/color]