Xavier sat behind one of the couches in the lounge, on the ground. It wasn't that he was trying to hide or anything but just felt more comfortable remaining mostly unseen in the room. He wasn't exactly unnoticeable either, but it was kind of hard to hide as a 6'2" tall man. Being skinny helped somewhat but not really. Xavier had little to no experience with any demon who had treated him kindly. It scared him to death that he couldn't be a hell-hound with out one but to him no one ever would grant his wish. He was only made to grant others their wishes. Although Xavier would never let anyone know of these feeling. He kept his cold exterior up at all costs.
His shoes stuck from out behind the couch, while his head tilted back in thought. Trying to find someway to get back to being a hell-hound with out the employment of a demon. He grumbled a bit under his breath and then wove his fingers through his hair frustrated. School hadn't even started and he had no idea what he was going to do. He could only hope that demons wouldn't find out what he could do for them.
@Kait
His shoes stuck from out behind the couch, while his head tilted back in thought. Trying to find someway to get back to being a hell-hound with out the employment of a demon. He grumbled a bit under his breath and then wove his fingers through his hair frustrated. School hadn't even started and he had no idea what he was going to do. He could only hope that demons wouldn't find out what he could do for them.
@Kait