Two yellow fishes swam around the tank carelessly. After awhile they seemed to hide from the gray eyes that peered at them intrusively. Kenny couldn't help but think they looked like yellow snow.
"McCormick pay attention." Damien sighed in frustration. Kenny quirked a brow at that and pursed his lips standing up straight. It wasn't his fault. He liked fishes.
"I know he's here.. I can feel him. But the aura is so weak. I'm kind of worried about him.." Damien admitted staring quietly out the large bay window. Kenny looked the man up and down thoughtfully just taking in the odd scene. He walked up next to Damien leaning against the window pane.
"You're The Son of Satan, Damien. Are you telling me you can't find this boy?" He simply asked. He hadn't expected the words to have the bite they did. Damien threw him a glare. His eyes were dark enough to make the whole room feel like a dark cloud hovered right above their heads. Kenny looked out the window down at the bustling London street below them. He could see a familiar red head slipping inside the hotel doors carrying two bags in his arms.
Damien seemed to notice following the trail of his gaze.
Kenny swallowed hard for a moment. "Can I ask you something Damien?" He suddenly blurted. The demon looked up at him looking annoyed by the question. He crossed his arms across his chest. "No."
Kenny just chuckled lightly unable to help himself. He stood up and moved to stretch his arms up behind his messy blonde head. "I'll ask anyway." He stated grinning. "Why do you want Pip so badly? I mean trying to collect someone's soul is kind of serious- don't you think? I thought you saw him a few months ago when you visited.."
Damien made a light 'tsk' with his mouth. His pale fingers moved to fiddle with his necklace, toying with the upside down crucifix. "I don't know. He's special to me." He stated, his face turning an uncharacteristic red. He glared up at Kenny.
"I never told him I came back for him. He approached me and told me he'd been thinking of me. I laughed of course. Such a ridiculous boy. To walk up to The Antichrist himself and say you miss him.." Damien stared off through the window. He wasn't focusing on anything in particular. Kenny leaned against the desk watching intently.
"His aura was so weak. When I got home I checked his hourglass and it was low. He's very very sick..." Damien stated. Kenny's eyes widened a bit. Pip was sick? He cleared his throat and looked down like his shoes were suddenly the most interesting thing in the world.
"If I capture his soul I can rip the illness out. Hell just belong to me afterwards.." he stated looking irritated. "I'll have to put it in someone else though. I'm a plague-bearer not a medic." He stated hissing through his teeth.
Kenny looked up at that. He could hear a familiar voice down the hallway. He knew the footsteps were getting closer. He didn't want Kyle to hear any of this for sure. How would the ginger haired boy even react?
"So you brought me along to put the illness inside of me?" Kenny stared furrowing his brow. He wasn't angry, but his chest filled with a heavy weight like a sunken ship. Damien shrugged his shoulders. "Yeah. But I can offer you something you won't want to refuse. Sure money helps but.."
Damien looked over suddenly alarmed by the sound of the door getting unlocked. Kenny raised an eyebrow and stepped forward. He thought of the little blonde British boy he knew in grade school. His gray eyes flickered with emotion. "You won't owe me anything for that." Kenny states. Damien just grinned darkly. "Trust me, you'll want it."
The two looked up as the red head busted into the room carrying two large bags.
Kyle's green eyes shined defiantly, his hat crooked on his curly head. Kenny grinned and nearly ran over to help carry one of the large bags.
"Gee thanks for the help." Kyle mused rolling his eyes.
Damien leaned back on the window watching as the two smiled at one another. He felt a weird emotion stirring in his heart, it was an ugly bitter feeling nibbling on his nerves.
His mind fled to the familiar angelic blonde and he huffed looking down at the ground.
He heard a scream and looked up a little surprised. Kenny had been jumping up and down trying to put out a fire that spontaneously bursted out from the bed. "Damien!" He scoffed. Damien just grinned.