Damien had a feeling of being followed, as he had a sense for that ting. Except it wasn't a threat like the usual case was. Still, he appreciated it. He glanced ahead and saw a man. Some odd robes, and also black leather, with long blond hair, and was it... a serpent head pimp cane? Just seeing the man, it screamed villain.
"Well, hi there," Damien said with a coy smirk as he walked slowly toward him, as if taking his time. "That is a nice outfit, I admit. I'll have to get your tailor. So! You found me at last. I will introduce myself as that's proper manners. Damien Thorn. The Messiah. Son of God, bringer of peace, to usher all men unto truth and-" He laughed, unable to help himself. "No, not really. More like the opposite. But hey, least I'm hot and good in bed."