“Hey...how the fuck am I supposed to keep up with style. Hey there demon...lookin pretty hot who are you wearing 'kills them with all the things'. Yeah it doesn't work so well. Just be happy I didn't show up naked alright.”<br/><br/>He chuckled a bit and then she called him old man before walking to the back kitchen room.<br/><br/>“Alright...”<br/><br/>There was something EVIL in his voice. He moved pretty quickly through the channels and got through her ppv wall to order BUTTSLUTS OF MARS 69....and put it on full blast before he took off like a bolt of lightning past her and into the forest, he was pretty damned fast, stopping just inside the tree line so he doesn't lose her.<br/><br/>He was able to keep up with her easily. When they stopped on the street to get a cab he wasn't even the least bit out of breath. He just stretched and cracked his back a little bit and looked to her with the most impish of grins.<br/><br/>“So, nice warm up. When does the running start.”<br/><br/>He laughed a bit and flagged down a cab, looked at the driver for a moment before knocking a few times on the glass and nodding.<br/><br/>“Yup this one is safe.”<br/><br/>What he meant by that it was hard to tell. But he opened the cab door for her and gave vague instructions that took them a little bit outside of the city. It was one of the rare times he decided to have a house. It was secluded and up a long drive way. The house itself was white with black trim and well..VERY upper class. It had a great many rooms, Luther didn't even know.<br/><br/>“Home sweet home.”<br/><br/>He said getting out of the car and heading to the front double doors. They had the tree of life carved into them, lovely work and they looked OLD as hell.<br/><br/>“Come in...”<br/><br/>He made sure to say that outside the doors, touching them in some very specific spots before opening them and leading her into his foyer. It was all old oak, it looks like it belongs in the 50s, which explained the gangster suit he wore earlier in the night. The whole house was bookshelves and books...old old books.<br/><br/>“Make yourself at home...living room is over there.”<br/><br/>The living room was an old beat up couch, like covered in duct tap old couch. The tv in front of it was massive, top of the line....and covered in dust as it was hardly used. It wasn't furnished too much, but there were more than a few desks scattered about covered in papers and open books for when he has to research.