03-03-2011, 04:17 AM
Shadow chuckled through a mouthful of food. "Mm...Momo may like to play tricks, but he wouldn't hurt a fly. Ah--Momo is the name of the Imp," he clarified, firmly. "He doesn't have a single violent bone in his body. It's pure sport for him...pranks only. Though, his pranks can be exceedingly unkind...like sprinkling itching powder all over one's wardrobe of clothing..."
Shadow made an unwillingly nostalgic sort of face. Perhaps this had happened to him before?
"I have in my home a rather extensive library, filled to the brim with informative books on my world. You are welcome to use it as long as you don't damage my books. I can take you there whenever you like..."
He hadn't forgot about his breakfast. He was still wolfing it down like there was no tomorrow...without food in their bellies, Incubi and Succubi, their female counterparts, often became cranky and unhappy...
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