Sin knew the definition of his name, Something regarded as being shameful, deplorable, or utterly wrong.  He knew this on a conscious level, and even he was able to appreciate the irony of it.  But it was a whole other matter when he connected it to the way most people regarded him.  At first it had confused and rattled him, but than, like so many other things, it had just been swept away, blending in with the other things that bewildered him at the best of times.  But what he appreciated the most at the moment was that this man seemed to answer his name with only a searching glance, a glance he had come to recognize in his line of work.  And the best part was that there wasn't any hint of disapproval in that glance.<br/><br/>Sin did manage to follow the mans directions, inhaling until the back of his neck burned enough to logically make him cough.  Luckily for him, he was used to noxious smoke and fumes, and after exhaling, swallowed to sooth the slight itch.<br/><br/>"Corruption?"  He tried to evaluate the mans words, the way he said it made it sound like it had a double meaning, but it was almost completely lost on Sin.<br/><br/>"I'm sure...Anyway I think, since you have mine, I should have yours also."  It seemed only logical to Sin that this man should give him his name, but than again, most people in their business where weary of giving out such confidential information.<br/><br/>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/>----------------------------------------------------------------------<br/>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Meanwhile, at another location a demon was busy inputting data.  His master wanted a name, and not just any name, a particular name, that went with a particular face.  A face that worked for them.  He was more than happy to have been assigned the task of finding it, a little nervous, but happy non the less.<br/><br/>It only took him a few moment's of his time to get the information and properly send it the bosses way.  He was of course only a underling of very little ranking, so he didn't really expect any words of thanks.  He would be lucky if his being stayed intact.  Which reminded him that he was slightly peckish, and it was almost time to go out hunting again for poor unsuspecting children to kidnap and devour.