Upon acknowledgment of Alice's request, a thick green smoke began to roll into the tent. It quickly made it's way toward the group, lingering around their feet for a moment curiously. Compared to what smoke usually suggested though, this smoke in particular proved to be rather cool when brushing against the skin.

Laughter began to arise. It almost sounded as if someone were dying, gagging for air while choking on something. It rose louder and louder as the smoke itself began to rise around Luxord, curling around his limbs as it's colour faded. A familiar pattern hit ones eyes, blacks and whites, curling together to form pinstripes.

A figure formed over the man, resting on his shoulders, although the weight oddly lacked. A sinister smile was the first to be seen through the clearing smoke. The teeth held a yellow shine, termites crawling around them. They appeared as the only real hint of colour on their owners face. Aside from the dark, black circles surrounding his eyes, of course. Although, black was only a shade. The real colour in to his appearance belonged to his long red nails.

The demon wicked smile never left his features as he wrapped his arms around the organization members neck, clinging to him lovingly.

"Hello, kids." he greeted. "Stick around, we're gonna have some laughs."