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Perhaps Umbra should knock.

Indeed, the situation was rather...unusual. The house was quite quaint in comparison to the hideous monstrosities of properties he had encountered in the past.

However, to say that was the only unusual aspect was incorrect. Umbra was unaccompanied by guard figures. Of course, it was unneeded, as most in the market knew by now. He welcomed the life of a slave, he chose it, actually; with his own accordances, of course.

The incubus shrugged, knocking anyway. Might as well appear sane for the new master.

He didn't exactly know much bout said person. A slave wasn't given information so willingly. He silently grinned, waiting. Least it'd be fun finding out.

Umbra tilted his head in the slightest degree. What a...well, why was he trying to judge again?

Oh yeah. Demonic influence. Dur.

Umbra grinned, returning the curtsy to the drowsy chaperone. "What a silly question, though," he proclaimed, examining the man up and down, "I'm whatever you want me to be." He paused before smirking in a mischievous manner.

"But I am Umbra. And who might you be, sire?"

Umbra was starting to favor the man already, if that were possible. An excellent sense in style, manner induced personality, and the acts of a general gentleman. However, his concern was needless. "Ah, you mustn't worry for me; I'm quite immune to silly sicknesses."

Stepping into the house provided more of an example of Jasper-sama's style; again, rather lovely. He smiled back to the man, spinning around in the entrance-way of the home, examining every detail. Umbra paused at the next request.

The incubus put on an exaggerated thinking face. "Well, there's not much to tell about the life of the damned." His expression was slightly solemn as he delivered the statement..."As far as 'life' goes, anyway."

Somehow or another, he still smiled in that manner of his. "And what of yourself, Jasper-sama? I'm rather eager to know something of interest."

"Rather well, might I add," Umbra commented, finding the man's career filled with plenty of talent. However...the next statement made the other smile just a bit, hardly noticeable. Not in the normal fashion, of course. But something of recognition and ironically, understanding.

"Of course, sire," said himself, quickly turning and shutting the door. However, he felt he should surprise him in the slightest. In one moment, he was at the door, shutting it with a silent click. In the other, he was already at the top of the stairs, smirking just a bit.

"I suppose I should inquire what might we be doing?"

"Well that's quite silly," Umbra stated, tilting his head. "It's quite understandable that you are in such wear; it's only the wee-hours of dawn." The incubus shrugged, however, now pertaining his attention to his current surroundings.

"But if you insist..." He bent over, closely inspecting each outfit laid out for view. One caught his eye. It seemed rather attractive, not only to mention it fitted the man's style perfectly.

"I do like this one..."

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"Hm~ Thought you might like it," Umbra grinned, the expression fading away as he watched the other strip.

To say that demon's were immune to the effect of other brethren would be most flawed. Such as the alluring attributes of Jasper's skin...Umbra frowned at himself. It was, however, rather insulting to one's self to actually be caught by said effects.

"Appealing or not," Umbra continued, now examining the dressed master (who looked rather stunning) with a tilt in his head, "they're rather comfortable, if you have that luxury..."

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Again, Umbra shrugged. "In honesty, I'm not one for it. From what I see, people treat luxury like..." The incubus struggled to find a phrase for it. "...like a dog learning a trick. If its master keeps giving him rewards and then suddenly stops, the thing complains." Umbra smiled a bit. "I would hardly call what you have here luxury, sire."

As the demon followed the other, he tilted his head. "Ah...it's been a while since I've had a room to myself. Recently, most had me sleeping with themselves..." He concluded to himself that it really didn't make a difference. Food was food, he guessed.