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 Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 9:57 am
 Another boring, pointless, unimportant day found Tobias lurking in the rafters, watching the mortals pass by below him. His flask was tucked into his jacket until it was needed, and he was swinging the chain on his dead hand around and around and around. Yes, the demon was entirely and completely utterly bored out of his sick little mind, and there was nothing he felt like doing right now. Sloth was not normally his modus operandi, but he felt it weighing on him like a pallet of stones. He let out a heavy sigh and closed his eyes.
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