08-09-2011, 10:17 PM
Jack couldn't hold back the snicker that turned quickly into a chuckle when the man spoke. It was the way he said it and what he had said. The nekojin grinned, amusement dancing in those eyes of his. "I'm called Jack." Laughter danced in his soft voice and his words seemed to always be underlined with purring undertones. "I don't like clothing, so I wear as little as I possibly can without offending too many people." A slight shrug, another chuckle. "Of course you're a demon, what else would you be?" But Jack leaned in now, his voice dropping to a soft whisper. "I hate to be the bearer of bad news, lover, but a lot of demons are murderers. Don't worry, a lot of members of a lot of other races are also murderers." That head tilted to the side slightly. It had been a very amusing way to start up a conversation. This demon, Dentair, seemed a bit odd. That was alright. Jack deliberately avoided answering the question about where he was from.
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