He's being manly broody, not emo. Honest.

[birthmural]

Due in part to his cooperation, Daimon was released from the brig after several days. The experience had certainly given him further incentive to control his darksoul he hoped.

There were several people he wished to talk to but he was tired in his soul if not his body.

He wandered the city. He wanted to return to the Vatican but he was afraid of what he would see. He was even more afraid of what he might do.

If Leon Kennedy had not stopped him, what would he have done to Sawyer?

Comments

[sniff-my-dust.livejournal.com]

"Uh. Wikipedia and Charmed and Sabrina, the Teenage Witch and Bewitched?"

[birthmural]

Daimon sighed. "This will be a greater challenge than I thought."

[sniff-my-dust.livejournal.com]

"...did I mention Fairly Odd-Parents?"

[birthmural]

"Miss Gwynn, do yourself a favor and forget all the depictions of magic you have seen and heard through popular culture. To think of magic in the manner in which it is portrayed in those mediums will only hinder you."

[sniff-my-dust.livejournal.com]

"I kind of figured that when folding my arms and blinking, twitching my nose, and reciting 'The Power of Three will set me free' did absolutely nothing." She was joking. Mostly. Well, okay, about that last line, she was. "Yes, sir, Mr. Hellstrom sir." She smiled brightly at him. "So...when can we start?"

[birthmural]

"As I said, we may begin whenever you are ready."

[sniff-my-dust.livejournal.com]

"How about tomorrow?" It was clear that she was eager to get started.