We're just getting to the sexy part, we're just getting to the sexy part, we're just getting to the sexy part.
That line was on loop in the finger's tip and each repetition increased the fury building up inside him. His Kevin was trapped by a sassy demon with sanit issues and a thirst for power. The finger trembled and slinked slowly towards the shaft of light below the door, determined to get even with this 'king' of hell and his incompotent allies. Incompotence that the finger was going to feed. The finger paused. Shouldn't he have a name? He was no longer part of the original model and was alive in his own right so should be graced with a name that honoured his love and body (both Kevin) as well as symbolising his own unique power and awesomeness.
"From… the archangel" Kevin's heavenly voice rained upon the finger and he knew his name. Kevin had bestowed his name upon him. He was called … The Archangel K.