<em>Omega with Zoe in her Study</em><br/><br/><br/>Naburus had maintained his silence for the most part, not even speaking his name yet when the woman inquired of such.  Part of the reason was that there were still other mortals about, his brooding glare not even dissipating when the old man escorted them from that cursed demoness. Naburus’s eyes flickering to take in his surroundings, it didn’t appear escape from this place was going to be happening anytime soon and if what that woman said was true, then it wasn’t at all plausible. A feral growl escaped his lips in frustration, his head ached from how bothersome and annoying his whole situation was. He was a gatekeeper, not a mortal’s, summoned, little lap dog!<br/><br/>Oh how tempting it was to wring their necks, his fingers curling inwards to his palm and then relaxing, repeatedly doing this till the two of them were finally alone and locked in the study. Naburus’s hand gripping the knob, twisting and turning it, before releasing it afterwards. His hand moved to roam along the structure of the door, examining the confines of his current ‘cage.’  Again he would take in his surroundings, seeking and searching for exits that wouldn’t create too much of a fuss. His mind still partially debated if what the demoness told him was true. Temptation lingered to test the theory as his cold gaze finally settled upon the mortal, all alone, all trapped here with him.<em>Poor thing.</em><br/><br/><strong>”You mortals sure do have some gall in bringing me here.”</strong>His voice growled out, currently deciding to keep his own distance from the woman. He made it clear to express how unpleased he was with this course of events.  His lips curved into a malicious smile as he begun to move, circling his way around the room and the woman alike. His attention not fully focused upon at the time, his movements however were predatory. He may of not entirely been calmed, but he wasn’t being destructive, not yet. Refraining, for the most part, of touching anything around him as he continued to stroll through the room, making several laps, but showing no hint in pausing any time soon in strides.<br/><br/><strong>”But what will you do, <em>little</em> Zoe? You’ll be foolish in assuming me for a mortal as well. Whatever illusion that <em>witch</em> brought upon me does need to go away.”</strong>The last thing he wanted to be taken for was some disgusting human. Still, it may come off as ironic for him to call her little, height wise most of the mortals in this building towered over him, though Naburus always had other meanings to what he may of meant.<strong>”Maybe I should gobble you on up.”</strong>He mused, his lips arching into a sadistic grin as his eyes finally cast a flickering glance towards her way, waiting to take in her reaction. He didn’t break away from the larger path he traveled, like a natural predator he sought to toy with his prey.<br/><br/><strong>”Poor Zoe, fragile Zoe.”</strong>He mused again, perhaps if he got a footing over his master, things may not be so bad.<strong>”Did they tell you, little Zoe?”</strong>He continued, his voice laced in mockery and at this point, his circling was closing in towards the female he was trapped here with.<strong>”Or did they lie, hmm? Mortals have a habit of doing that.”</strong>He sighed, but he wasn’t going to be siding with her situation any, his wasn’t any better, but he was damned certain to not become some slave to a mortal. Such would be a disgrace for a demon and Naburus was indeed a proud creature.<strong>”Just what did they tell you Zoe? Why are you here?”</strong>He continued his taunting prodding, perhaps he would find his own answers as well of why he was here and if not, well, he could always toy with this mortal till she may seek to cancel the pact. And maybe, just maybe he would be freed to return home.<br/>