<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2c/Juuzou.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Damon Deville<br/><strong>Monster: </strong>Fallen Angel<br/><strong>Age: </strong>18<br/><strong>Day and Time:</strong>Monday Morning.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Creepateria<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Pheobe, mentioning Cleo, Open.<br/><hr/><br/>Damon shrugged, "Well, it calls and texts and I have a few apps on there, I like it's antiquated charm!" he smiled and looked at the phone lovingly before repocketing it. He listened in to Pheobe's explanation of apps, at first he followed along though was quickly buried under all the different names and types she listed off. To say that Damon was quiet and insular before as a pure angel was perhaps an understatement, so this was all new to him though he didn't live completely under a rock, so he had heard of these things at least. He nodded along as the cute goth-punk Arachne explained it all. He once again pulled out his small writing pad and even took notes of the ones mentioned...<br/><br/>"I guess I'll leave the invite for her to you, I figure she'll be more interested if you come by and mention your band than the newer guy asking if she wants to come to a party... Plus, I'd rather not risk her boy-fiend getting the wrong idea and trying to kick my ass!" he laughed. "I guess with all that sorted now, I was wondering if you were gonna come by with anyone? I mean if a ghoul is worried about not having a guy and all and me being the dude hosting and all..." he trailed along as an offer. "Got anything planned until tonight? I mean, if you were busy with your band maybe you'd like an audience of me if you don't have the time alone?"