[ Yuri cocked his head, blowing out a slow, thoughtful breath. ]
Does he make a deal? That's usually what the devil does. [ He swings his arms back, propping them behind his head, his lips pursing as he fixes the other wholly with his attention, now. Whoknows- maybe he'll end up checking the book out, too. Or another copy. He needed something to do in between keeping up with his strict training regime, he supposed. It wasn't like he could surf or post to instagram from here after all. ]
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Does he make a deal? That's usually what the devil does. [ He swings his arms back, propping them behind his head, his lips pursing as he fixes the other wholly with his attention, now. Whoknows- maybe he'll end up checking the book out, too. Or another copy. He needed something to do in between keeping up with his strict training regime, he supposed. It wasn't like he could surf or post to instagram from here after all. ]
Do you believe in it? The devil, I mean.