It didn’t take too much effort to navigate the foreign space and he was amazed he was not questioned sooner but then again he was marked as a higher up guest, even having a mock collar on from the 5th house as he was currently playing their little games to earn his keep. He knew he was most certainly not supposed to be here especially as the sound of the party faded and everything was looking a little more grim and wicked. He didn’t expect to be grabbed so suddenly and pinned against the wall as it knocked the breath right out of him for a moment but he caught his bears fairly fast with his eyes wide and innocent looking.<br/><br/>“Trick, Sir? I know some tricks...” He said with a faux innocents offering up the tempting image of an angel waiting to be defiled and ever more eager to please. He couldn’t quite tell what was going on so close to him because his attention was focused on the hunter blocking his view but he could feel it in his bones that he was so... close.... to what he couldn’t say at this moment but he knew he had to get rid of the demon. As a fallen he had a few abilities that usually saved him, putting demons in a drunken stupor trance was one of them... like a hypnotic haze he could overtake them and make them pliant the way good sex or drugs would be but he just needed to be able to get enough ‘contact’ with his subject, to be able to touch him freely to find the right way to make them agree to just about anything. Of course an experienced demon could sometimes tell what was happening, but it came in real handy when he had to whore himself out to get one step ahead.