❝ Your AESTHETIC. ❞ he echoed dully, eyes shifting to glance for the glinting candle. The hybrid supposed whether the man was an idiot or not wasn’t exactly the most important of things to focus on at current. ❝ So…is this just a hobby of yours? ❞ now intent on being an unwelcomed visitor. The man had bothered him in his peaceful night, he was set on being a nuisance in retaliation.
❝ Summoning demons just for funsies? Hope you get one that doesn’t try n’ gut ya? ❞ judging by the layout, the man at least seemed more prepared and practiced than the typical danger-seeking teenager. Clark would have made a remark on how funny he found it the man had intended for a demon and had instead only gotten HALF of one. But, he didn’t feel inclined to out himself as a cambion if it had no already been discerned.
❝ I will say, I’m mildly concerned how you came upon any of this. I’ve very specific directions for summoning and not many know of them. ❞ and this had been a summon, not a calling. He’d only ever encountered old immortals or well-versed hunters that had known how to discern summoning symbols and knew what to say and how.
Perhaps it had been a case of mistaken identity. Maybe somehow his own personal summoning rune looked too closely like another’s and the man had simply drawn out the incorrect one. Clark toed at the ground some with his nice shoes and sighed. ❝ May I see how exactly you summoned me? Anything you have written or drawn. ❞ the stranger may have looked like an idiot now and maybe even Clark found this single incident AMUSING, but he wanted to ensure this wouldn’t happen again
He shrugs, acting as if it wasn’t that big of a deal. “ Hobby, job, whatever you wanna call it. ” His eyes examinated the other up and down for a few seconds, trying to grip as much information as he possibly could. Truth to be told, this had been more of an ‘accident’.
Every now and then Asa will twist around runes, trying to make up new ones, mix up some words, and see if something will pop up. It’s all part of his attempts on profiling demons, however, whenever they do work, it’s quite the acomplishment. “ Well, you aren’t the first one, but I do guess we can call my current living status a miracle. ” More like, neither hell nor heaven want to deal with him on the afterlife, he can be far too much to handle.
“ You seem trully concerned, and now I feel like I should appologize? ” A shrug, as a small smile makes it’s way to his lips, an attempt to seem as friendly as possible to the other. He archs a brow, head tilting softly to a side. “ Uh--- Sure, go ahead take a look.” He steps back, trying to allow him to take a better look. His gaze is fully focused on him, trying to take in each and every thing he does, whatever trail and detail that could help his research.
He leans towards the cups of coffee he had left on the ground. Sure thing they had both been bought for himself, but if he wanted to to attempt to keep the other there for longer, he had to act more welcoming. “ Coffe? ”