DemonicAngel
Familiar for Hire
Vincent's bright blue eyes trailed down the crack that the door had been opened. There was a girl wearing glasses and munching on something. It wasn't surprising at all considering he'd already been informed he'd be working for Gluttony. "Yes, I am." He said after taking a quick moment to work out just what she'd said. The people around him seemed surprised that the door had opened, and they seemed hopeful that at last they'd be let inside the church. Personally Vincent could do with out going inside any churches, though this one deffinately seemed more bearable then others. Likely because it was empty of worshipers. As a matter of fact it seem pretty much the only thing inside was this girl.
As for Dean . . .
Dean paused looking at this person who'd spoken to him. It was a girl with dark hair and purple eyes. "Yeah, as a matter of fact I did. You here to tell me what happens next?" He asked anxious to learn more, and sure she had the answers he needed, or could at least take him to someone who did. He craved that information. His eyes searched her for clues about what the job would be. As his want to know nawed at him threatening to become a need.
As for Dean . . .
Dean paused looking at this person who'd spoken to him. It was a girl with dark hair and purple eyes. "Yeah, as a matter of fact I did. You here to tell me what happens next?" He asked anxious to learn more, and sure she had the answers he needed, or could at least take him to someone who did. He craved that information. His eyes searched her for clues about what the job would be. As his want to know nawed at him threatening to become a need.