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It certainly was a first for Trance to have made it to his objective destination so easily. He typically would have needed to go to excessive lengths just for a mere speck of his desired subject so this was a rather pleasant change for once. Never would he have guessed that Lucifer himself would grow tired of governing his 'empire' in Hell and wind up on the upper lands of Earth. This fact amused him more than it probably should as he couldn't help but think of all those little novels written by squealing teenage fangirls portraying the 'tall dark and handsome yet oh-so miserable devil' coming and whisking away the young and pure lass out of what seemed to be a very unlikely love obsession for the girl.

Right. Love. Uh huh.

Just another sucker on paper to be added to Lucifer's harem of fictional characters. With this thought on his mind, Trance wandered through the hallways of the host's residence with a ghost of a smile at his lips as he cradled grey-haired doll adorning a frilly lolita getup. Shut up, it's not his fault the doll makes him look gay. The copper-headed lad had arrived mere hours before some of the other guests had shown up to do a little bit of a self tour and it wasn't at all difficult for him to say he was a bit impressed. It makes one envy those with money and power.