i've looked at clouds from both sides now (𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥)

[possessum]

<sup>Who: Peter Graham + you! Prompts will be placed here.
What: Canon update business, potential event things, tba.
When: Through the month of November.
Where: Various places in Trench / tba.

Content Warnings: This character comes with demonic possession by default. There's a gif including nudity (non-sexual, just a couple of people shown naked from behind) in one of the posts. Additional warnings will be placed in individual spaces.</sup>

^{( On Peter's birthday and Blessed Month, he will go through a canon update that's given him updated memories. For weeks 1 - 3 he will mentally be MIA, and Paimon/Charlie may be interacted with. On week 4, Peter will return. Closed starters will be placed under the appropriate posts. Please hit me up @ plot post / plurk / large bat#2354 / pm if you're interested in a starter / if you'd like to plot for the month! )}

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[possessum]

( The transportation comes easily, and Paimon is perfectly calm through it (unlike Peter, who gets nauseated.....) The demon looks around with curiosity as he follows after Dito up to his doorfront, once again standing behind the boy like a towering bat..... curiously looking over his shoulder as the door is opened and a new threshold will be revealed to him.

But one word snags his focus and the demon king's neck tilts down, eyes wide. 'Bitch'.... it's a word he's familiar with (and one he has vastly misinterpreted as being an intentionally disrespectful way to refer to a witch....)

Confusion gives a rare little humanisation to the way he wears Peter's features, the slightest lift of brows upon a typically unmoving face. He's very curious to see what form Dito's Omen will take, in this case..... )

Are Omens not a representation of what is within their Sleepers' hearts? Perhaps yours speaks Truths you are not yet aware of.

[syncopathic]

[Dito pauses with his hand on the doorknob, turning to look at Paimon with one raised eyebrow.]

You sayin' I've got mommy issues, sir? That'd be a first. Near as I can remember, I've never had a mother. Never needed one, either, so if that's the presence she's trying to pull off then she's about twenty-two years too late.

[He twists open the door with flourish, inviting the demon in with a sweeping bow. It would look downright supplicating if it weren't for the mocking smile on his face.]

After you, my lord.

[Dito's abode is sparsely furnished. It's apparent from the bare walls and the lack of personal touches that he isn't all that interested in internal decoration, and it wouldn't be wrong to assume that what meager decor there is came with the house when he acquired it. The house leaves no Dito imprint, and perhaps he likes it that way.

A spotted hyena is lying in the foyer, head raised and ears erect when it hears the door open. Silently it gets to its feet and pads over to the two of them, stopping a few feet in front of them when it catches sight of Peter's thin frame.]

What is this you've brought home, whelp? Another rutting partner? [The voice is female, matriarchal and decidedly sardonic in tone. Taking a few cautious sniffs in Paimon's direction, the hyena suddenly rears back, her throat pulsing with a rumble of consternation.]

You are not human, outsider. Your shell might've fooled my idiotic host, but I can smell it on you. You reek of dark magic.

[Dito rolls his eyes.] See what I mean? Just ignore her. Calm your tits, Mom. He's just a Prince of Hell. Relax!