the demon tried his damndest to hold back a laugh, but a shit-eating grin escaped anyway. man, the guy was in so deep he couldn’t tell which way was up. couldn’t blame him. wouldn’t be the first guy that jess had had an effect like that on. though, he was interested to see how well she had adapted. firecracker before, he could only imagine how much dying had molded her.
“grab a few lowlifes and torture them well into the night? not really lookin for the long haul master plan shit anymore. unless there’s really something good in it for me.”
“given the current situation of things… there is no master plan.” except ky’s own, but that wasn’t for today, or tomorrow even. the plan ky had would span quite a bit of time and eventually? well, he’d claim what was rightfully he… one way or another.
“besides, i’m thinking it will be a party; grab them, make them think it’s a great party, and then? well, you can assume the rest – even better if we have an audience.”