[Naturally he'd be easy enough to spot. Just a little taller than the average human and decked out in six noisy glass wings that never go away, it'd be more impressive to share a space with him and not catch sight of the demon.
Who was as he'd said, milling about the center of the Royal Quarter, not at all far from the main thoroughfare.
That being said, Szel wouldn't be the first to speak, unwilling to go about stopping every set of passing footsteps he heard to bother whoever they belonged to about what their name was. That being said, his oracle was still in his hand, with every intention of using it should his patience start to fray. A little nervous about being potentially ghosted? Him?
No of course not, he's not worried about shit. He doesn't even care.]
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Who was as he'd said, milling about the center of the Royal Quarter, not at all far from the main thoroughfare.
That being said, Szel wouldn't be the first to speak, unwilling to go about stopping every set of passing footsteps he heard to bother whoever they belonged to about what their name was. That being said, his oracle was still in his hand, with every intention of using it should his patience start to fray. A little nervous about being potentially ghosted? Him?
No of course not, he's not worried about shit. He doesn't even care.]