Damion growled wondering over at the mirror seeing the seal on his fore head. He gently ran his fingers over it, sighing as he sat his form on the bed. Now I feel what Gin went through his time with me... He thought placing a hand over his eyes, blocking the light from them.

The seal faded from Damion's forehead, it bursting into flames and evaporating into thin air when Marcello left the bar."Leave if you wish, i'll just find you later... his words echoed through the demons mind, almost as if they were a recording, thoughts imbedded into the seal, to be released when it was.

"Well...Is that just my luck!" Damion chuckled, sitting up from his bed.
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Damion a woke from his slumber, body cracked as he stratched his arms over his head. A yawn soon erupped from his soft lips. "Damn...How long have I been out...?" He asked himself, sliding off the bed. He headed for the door but hesitated to grab it, the little hunter placed a little seal on his forehead, quickly the demon went to the mirror veiwing his features. With a smile the demon remembered before he passed out that the little hunter released him. Allowing him to do as he please. "Perfect!" He chuckled, opeing the window to his room, jumped out with ease into the Douseiai Streets.