Silentworld
Planetoid
- Joined
- Oct 9, 2017
Lorenzo stood outside the drawing room of his employer's manor. Plus carpets ran under his feet, as oil paintings of past family members and their adventures lined the smooth stone walls. Not his family though, oh god no. These were demons he worked for, a generic common title for the beings that flooded the earth a few centuries back, mingling with humans from wherever they came from and altering what some say was history. He had to resist the urge to smoke here, out of professional courtesy.
He was here now to take primary charge of one of their daughters. Or was she the only daughter? He was starting to forget in the decade he had been away on business for them. Lorenzo found that he could not even remember how old she was, something that he wondered if he ever heard the end of. There were memories of his teen years playing guide, guard, and servant to the little demon. And now he was to serve her again. He stood still in his fitted suit with the jacket open, a deep dark purple dress shirt underneath. Messy black hair mopped his head, a point he made to keep it like this just because it bothered the more stern types.
Rapping his knuckles softly on the door, he called out. "Is it okay for me to enter?" Lorenzo asked, peeking his head in with the tip of it reaching just a few inches over six feet in height. "Everything okay?"
He was here now to take primary charge of one of their daughters. Or was she the only daughter? He was starting to forget in the decade he had been away on business for them. Lorenzo found that he could not even remember how old she was, something that he wondered if he ever heard the end of. There were memories of his teen years playing guide, guard, and servant to the little demon. And now he was to serve her again. He stood still in his fitted suit with the jacket open, a deep dark purple dress shirt underneath. Messy black hair mopped his head, a point he made to keep it like this just because it bothered the more stern types.
Rapping his knuckles softly on the door, he called out. "Is it okay for me to enter?" Lorenzo asked, peeking his head in with the tip of it reaching just a few inches over six feet in height. "Everything okay?"