Listening intently, for a bit, he lays back in the living room, on one of the heavy chair feet kicking out, shoes off to the side. He seems relaxed for once as he works to massage one shoulder and then the other. Damn, he though to himself, it's been one hell of a fucked up month. Nearly a dozen banished demon possessions, four halfbreeds sent off the hard way, and one dunked unto a blessed swimming pool, god bless the catholics who else would have their swimming pool blessed.<br/>