Cryobionic
Seven Thousand Club
"That's what he said to me too, when he wanted to rip out my tongue and use it in a ritual," Oliver sing-songed before rolling backwards and getting to his feet, sending the boy- Jun, a grin. As Mazus began his holy, angel healing, the Imp couldn't help but recoil a little and scrunch up his freckled nose. "Ew. I don't get how you can stand that," He shuddered before walking away a bit, trying to get rid of the feeling of Him crawling up his spine.
As he walked around the room, absentmindedly dancing with a curtain, he noticed something odd. The explosion had blown inward, yes, but there was still a balcony door intact, and when he went to inspect it, he could distinctly make out someone trying to beat his way through the wards. Tilting his head curiously, he opened the door and gave a little wave, his eyes going wide in wonder before narrowing dangerously, filling with a mischievous glint.
"Hi there, sir, would you like to enter our fine establishment?"
@RegalWindstar
As he walked around the room, absentmindedly dancing with a curtain, he noticed something odd. The explosion had blown inward, yes, but there was still a balcony door intact, and when he went to inspect it, he could distinctly make out someone trying to beat his way through the wards. Tilting his head curiously, he opened the door and gave a little wave, his eyes going wide in wonder before narrowing dangerously, filling with a mischievous glint.
"Hi there, sir, would you like to enter our fine establishment?"
@RegalWindstar