lazarus ( incubus ) . (shatterings) wrote in light_of_may, |
Given the amount of supernaturals and crazy occurrences here in Scarlet Oak it was easy enough for any demon to keep themselves entertained if they knew where to look and what to look for. As he listened to Demi explain her fondness for the place Lazarus found himself nodding. While it was true that he didn't have as much success here that he had had in other places there was no denying that he'd still been able to have his fun. His first drink -- because he intended to have several, it wasn't like they could have any kind of negative impact on him after all -- was already half done by the time she turned his question back on him. Setting his glass down on the bar Lazarus eyed her anew, giving her a smirk.
"I'm still discovering just how far the people in this town are willing to go," he said, his smiling giving little away. "I've had some success, though not as much as I would like. I'm still on the hunt for the more--" What was the word? Lazarus mulled it over for a few moments, dark eyes narrowing as he considered it. "Pliable residents." Perhaps he could have done better but he wasn't disappointed with his choice. "There are plenty of opportunities here for anyone willing to look for them." Reclaiming his glass he smirked at her in a way that betrayed just how willing he was.