A Haunting of a Different Sort [Lucio]

Jamison looked pleased when the man seemed to warm up to the idea of him being here, he would have to eventually anyway unless he planned on moving out, it wasn't like Jamie could go anywhere. He shrugged and looked thoughtful, "I'unno...Humans do atrocious things sometimes. That's why we exist." He was no stranger to doing bad things, but unlike most of his brethren, he learned, he learned and made the choice to abandon those evil deeds. He grinned wide when he said he could go with him one day, nodding eagerly, "Alright! I'd love to go out with you!" Even just a trip to the grocery store sounded fun to him.

He nodded along as he spoke and gave him a loose salute, grinning, "a'ight. I'll be cool." He could do that just this once, behave and make a friend for a change. He floated up from the bed and returned his wave before disappearing in a puff of smoke.

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He'd been quick to make himself scarce when he heard the pair return, laughing as they entered the house, Jamison had taken up his hiding place in the plant that sat on the table behind them, watching their movies along with them undetected by either of the two.

But the mood seemed to shift the more the man tried to make his moved on Lucio, and it became evident to the demon that he didn't want anything to do with his advances. He could feel the hairs along the back of his neck rising as the situation became more and more uncomfortable for Lucio, until the scene suddenly escalated and the man pulled out a knife. Jamison's eyes flicked between the two before he jumped into action.

The nasty piece of work didn't even have time to yelp as the demon grew to his full height and grabbed him in a dangerously clawed hand, clutching at his throat as he slammed him against the wall. His eyes were burning with a hellish glow, and he seemed to blaze with anger as he growled at the man in an unearthly snarl, "How DARE you. You filthy PIG." He pressed in close to his face, "I should kill you. Rid the world of one more disgusting stain." He dropped him to the floor, but continued to bare down on him, "But I wont. You will either learn from this, or join us soon enough." He glared hatred at the man, who quickly lost his nerve and made for the door.

When the man was gone, the demon's anger dissipated, replaced by grave concern as he turned back to Lucio, approaching him with a gentler voice than he'd offered Nathan, "Lucio...Are you okay? D-did he hurt you?" He edged closer, not wanting to scare him worse than he probably already was.