May 21, 2019
@spiritedfeline
It was perhaps a hair odd, even for him. He was used to demons and the like roaming the world. However, it was always a hair baffling to find other species that didn’t seem to be demonic in nature. Like this walking, talking feline that was giving the demon spawn a headache.
“Is there something you actually need or are you simply here at the bookstore to infuriate me?” he asked, glancing over the counter of the desk.
Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to be rude to customers but Vergil certainly had a limit to his patience.
...Admittedly, the bar was rather low but that’s besides the point.