The man's mismatched eyes narrowed on the person he held firmly to the wall. "What have you done with him?" his tone was venomous. His eyes were a brown, though his right had a red streak through it that seemed to continue through his hair, above his eye a streak of auburn runs through his eyebrow and brown hair. Aside from this oddity he was hardly note worthy, a shabby man with darkly tanned and weathered skin and a scar on his left cheek, which was mostly concealed by his hair, which was choppy and greasy.<br/><br/>Upstairs a very alarmed and confused V found himself staring at a book, rather than the smarmy face of a man he'd hoped to never cross paths with again. It took a moment for panic to settle in as he realized what had happened, staring at the incantation. "Shit." he huffed as he looked over himself, Artemis' body. He needed to do something, but what? Book in arm he started to head downstairs.