Vince walked. The black cross made of black diamonyte dangled from a beaded chain tied to his wrist. The big black bead at the top moved up and down the chain to hold it against his wrist. He walked. The cross swinging its way around as he walked. He was reading a bible. Clearly a demon but didn't care what the humans thought of him. He was dressed in priestly robes. Priest pants with a priest top. Not actual robes mind you. He was a demon after all. He walked. His bible open in one hand as he read a verse out under his breath. Shutting it a moment later when he caught a scent. That was an interesting scent. No rest for the wicked. Even when the wicked shall rest from their sins. What a strange though to creep its way through his mind. His tail twitched and flicked side to side. Curling around in front of him. So...this was the assassian leader he heard so much about? She didn't look like much. He needed her assistance though if she was. Not the humans she led. Hers. If she was the demon assassian he had heard about. "Are you Missy? The demon assassian master?"