It wasn't too late in the day,, but still Vyers found himself feeling rather tired. He could allow himself to close his eyes for a bit, he supposed, and maybe take a nice, long, hot bath (not every demon enjoyed being filthy) to relax in the meantime.
He breathed a sigh of relief, happy to finally get a little quiet time to himself, but just as soon as he got himself settled, the sound of unfamiliar voices in his bedroom caught his attention. Vyers immediately sat up straighter in the tub and narrowed his eyes at the door, suspicious, but mostly annoyed by the interruption. He grumbled as he got out of the tub and wrapped a towel around himself, and he walked to the door, opening it a fraction to see just who it was who was trespassing in his home.
"Dolls?" he whispered to himself. They must have been enchanted, or at least possessed. It wasn't entirely a surprising sight--there were plenty of demons out there who took on doll-like shapes--but it certainly hadn't been expected. How had they even gotten in here? And why were they in his room?
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He breathed a sigh of relief, happy to finally get a little quiet time to himself, but just as soon as he got himself settled, the sound of unfamiliar voices in his bedroom caught his attention. Vyers immediately sat up straighter in the tub and narrowed his eyes at the door, suspicious, but mostly annoyed by the interruption. He grumbled as he got out of the tub and wrapped a towel around himself, and he walked to the door, opening it a fraction to see just who it was who was trespassing in his home.
"Dolls?" he whispered to himself. They must have been enchanted, or at least possessed. It wasn't entirely a surprising sight--there were plenty of demons out there who took on doll-like shapes--but it certainly hadn't been expected. How had they even gotten in here? And why were they in his room?