10-25-2011, 08:34 AM
His eyes slowly opened after what seemed like for ever. The last thing he remembered was laughter, though it had not been his own. Groaning quietly, he forced himself to sit up, glancing around the room and wincing slightly at the gouges made in the walls and floor, the sheets of his bed shredded. Sighing, he slowly stood up, stretching and stepping through the 'disaster zone' to pick up a relatively tidy, untorn shirt, his trousers having stayed intact during his black out. Shrugging firs tthe shirt, then his long jacket on, the demon shivered before carefully, silently stepping out of his room.
Isildoro knew he had probably been thrown into the room during the rage, after all, the 'wonderful' Lady Esmeralda wouldn't have wanted her precious palace to be wrecked by a senseless demon. With a final grimace, he began to walk silently down the corridor, his hands slowly twisting pieces of delicate metal between them. Usually he wouldn't have to touch the small contraption and it would be twisting and taking shape on its own, but with the shackles and collar, he hadn't been able to do that for some time.
It was still too bright outside for him to leave the shade of the building. Isildoro paused to squint slightly out of the window before shaking his head, definately too bright. That only left him a couple of options. He could go to Esmeralda, to see if there was something she required of him. Then again, the demon despised his mistress so he couldn't do that. Grimacing, he ducked his head, strands of the dark green hair falling over his face and eyes as he began to make his way down the corridor, silent in his movements. Only when he turned a corner did he freeze, looking up sharply and staring at the two men ahead of him. Generally, Isildoro didn't have have much contact with the other members of the harem. Of course, he was quite civil and polite to them, kinder to the younger ones, respectful to the elder members, but he tended to avoid them if he could. Quietly he watched the two, raising an eyebrow as one seemed to reach out and touch the other's hair, frowning a little and not moving.
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