Harry was drinking his redbull and coke, looking around the bar to see what targets he could get to go home with him. He was deceptively strong and good at convincing people to give him what he needed - the more souls he got, the more he was in the in-crowd. Which these days had shifted. Aleister was gone, maybe forever, and Abaddon was new IT girl. And he liked the cruelty used to obtain the souls over the actual metric.
It made it more work but he was fine with that. More souls, less problems.
As he looked around for his targets, his eyes found Sam Tenaz. Fuck. Yeah, no, he was not spoiling for a fight with that angry, giant ape-man.
He knocked back his drink, set the glass down and exited as swiftly as he could. He was in such a damn rush to get out of dodgy, he didn't realise he walked right into the demon trap. Harry looked around and then looked up at the sky, exhaling in frustration. "Fuck you, you annoying fucker."
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It made it more work but he was fine with that. More souls, less problems.
As he looked around for his targets, his eyes found Sam Tenaz. Fuck. Yeah, no, he was not spoiling for a fight with that angry, giant ape-man.
He knocked back his drink, set the glass down and exited as swiftly as he could. He was in such a damn rush to get out of dodgy, he didn't realise he walked right into the demon trap. Harry looked around and then looked up at the sky, exhaling in frustration. "Fuck you, you annoying fucker."