This was way too easy. Walking around, pretending that he was this happy-go-lucky boy with an upbeat personality, while keeping tabs on the apartment complex that the heroes had long since dubbed as their personal territory. None of them had suspected anything thus far and, if they continued to play their cards right, they would easily succeed with their plot to take them all down. Lucifer certainly would have wanted it, yes? Pythos may not have been the most vocal of their lord's supporters, but he felt for the cause. He wanted Lucifer to rise just as badly as the others did; perhaps even more so, what with him actually forcing himself to put up with Meg and the others for as long as he had. Meg might have been among Daddy's favorites, but that didn't mean that Pythos had to favor her in the slightest. He would give her a bit of credit though - the plan to take the complex down was a sound one. Abduct the buddies of those inside, lie (something that Pythos found he was very good at) to them until the time was right...it wouldn't be long now, would it? A few more decent recruits and they would be well on their way to victory.
Pythos had a target in mind. A few of them, actually. He needed to pull his weight around here and in order to do that he had to make sure that one or two of these morons got possessed. That meant that he had to find someone worthy of being possessed. It couldn't have been any of Sora's close friends - they had to be in different circles - so Pythos set his eyes on someone else. It had been a spur of luck, really, finding Dick Grayson walking along the same street as himself (especially in a city as big as this one). Yet it was perfect. Different social circle, decent build for possession...
Pythos dug into Sora's personality. Bright, happy, disgustingly cheerful - yeah, he could do that. He wouldn't like it, but he could certainly pull it off. Peeling around the corner, Pythos painted a big, goofy grin on Sora's face and waved at Dick. "Hi!"