« on: May 22, 2009, 05:07:14 PM »
Asmodeus stood in the middle of a large crowd, trying to fight his way out. His red hair was hanging down into his eyes again, soon he'd have the change the style, it was becoming way too invasive.
He was not in particular looking for anyone, but he knew someone was looking for him. He was a demon, and thus, he knew when someone was in need of him.
It was either someone wanted his services...or else some of his old friends looking for him. The later one would be a shock...it had been a VERY long time since he had seen any of them.
(Anyone who wants to play along feel free too. Please join in if you're bored!)