Demon!Eliot - Booth
"Hell no, man. The voice changes with the body. Of course I've got to try it out."
His aggravation was a source of amusement for Lucian. The harder he tried, the harder he was going to fail because there was no way in Heaven that he was letting this body go. He'd been chosen for this moment and he was going to see their Boss rise to smack down every single one of these ridiculous humans that didn't submit to him. Well, not every single one. This one, and the others fighting around the complex, probably wouldn't make it to morning intact. A drop in the bucket.
Lucian glanced at the dropped piece of paper before stepping on it and grinding it into the ground under his heel. "Here you are trying to do the exorcism and you can't even remember it," he said, raising his voice to be heard over the incantation. He felt that irritating pull again and his amusement vanished as he moved forward. "But if you insist, looks like we're gonna have to cut this dance a little short." The words were barely out of his mouth before he lunged, reaching for his throat.