Re: In-Person: Janus/Atticus
"Nothing is like what you grew up with. It never will be. I know some demons, all they listen to is fucking opera." He started to take another drink of the coffee but stopped mid-sip as Atticus reeled out his question. One blink. The demon was wearing the scientist after all, and he went through the options fast. "Getting off, how." He did not mean the crude double-entendre. His face was deliberate-relaxed.