At night the beasts will roam. If you knew Vince, you could quite easily assume the dark hours were calling, but really the demon was out at this hour not because of the call of the impending night, but rather he was just finishing a job.

It was a simple job, really. Nothing to brag about. Nor did he exactly want to. But money spoke volumes in this day and age and while shopping with an upper class teen wasn't exactly appealing, it paid well. All he had to do was make sure she was protected during her shopping trip and return her home safely. He sort of neglected the 'bring her home' part, but she'd insisted on going out with some friends and he wasn't about to stop her. He'd already gotten paid for the ordeal before hand and he wasn't expected to go partying with a bunch of human teenagers. He'd much rather be trapped in a church.

With that all taken care of, the demon counted his cash as he strolled his way home, smoking on a much needed cigarette to calm his nerves. He'd thought angels were bad, that pretentious little brat nearly made him lose it. He might have taken a little extra after all the trouble he'd went through, but he was kind enough to decide against it, if only because it would be difficult to explain why she'd went missing while under his protection. Last thing he needed was some hunters on his trail.

He sighed at the thought, shoving the wad of cash back into his pocket as he finally decided to return his attention back to the present. Now would be the time to head straight home since he had no other plans, but instead he'd settled on taking the scenic route, cutting into central park. There were less people out now that it was getting dark which in turn made it easier for him to simply relax and take in nature. Too bad he wasn't exactly crazy about that either, but it was much better than the hectic streets of New York. He still hadn't found out what had possessed him to settle here of all places. But never mind that. There were other things to concern himself with. Like that humming.

He quirked a brow at the sound, red eyes turning towards the direction before he began to follow out of pure curiosity. What he found only made him more confused. "What the hell..?" he hissed under his breath, looking at the... thing sitting on a bench, illuminated by the street lamp behind him. Yeah. The freaks definitely came out at night. What did that say about him?

While the dress clad male couldn't see him, Vincent could see him thanks to the light. Apparently his presence had startled the kid a bit which caused the demon to be mildly amused. He could have probably revealed himself and saved the teen the heart attack, but Vince remained in the dark, continuing to watch like a predator would his prey. It didn't take much to realize this guy wasn't exactly human though, proven by the eyes. What he was though was a mystery, among other things. Why the hell was he wearing a dress anyway? People were weird, simple as that, he supposed. But when the red eyed teen spoke he brought his attention back to reality.

A stupid question indeed, retrieved by a dry chuckle that probably sounded more malicious than intended to the already freaked out kid. Not that he cared. The darker half of him was enjoying this fear and sort of wanted it to last. But he didn't exactly know what he was dealing with and decided to be smart and not drag this on for too long, lest whoever this was went into fight or flight mode. "Someone... or something." he finally answered, getting closer to the light to where his figure could be made out if Iriel had looked hard enough. If he looked too hard though, he'd be met with a more demonic face than he'd worn before with fangs pulled back in a devilish smile. But it would only last for a second or so, long enough that the teen alone could see but any other eyes would not. Didn't need any unwanted attention, after all.

"Not exactly the ideal place to be if you are scared of the dark." he teased. Of course it wasn't the dark itself that should be feared, but the things lurking in it. Like him for example.

He'd give him points for effort but the dress really didn't help at all, making his stance almost comical. However, as funny as the show was, he didn't press on, still unaware of what he was dealing with and what consequences he could face by getting too close. He wasn't stupid, though he couldn't exactly say the same for the teen who now found himself manning up and showing some balls, which made the dress even more ironic.

He was well aware of how impolite his behavior was. But did he really care? Of course not. In fact he didn't get to do this that often and it kind of made him reminisce back to the old days where times were simpler. Back when he could torment a human to his hearts content without any fear of any retaliation. Sadly he couldn't be that open anymore so would have to simply revel in these small nonsensical acts to feed his need for trouble. It wouldn't last long though as he noticed the red eyed idiot was getting closer now, really acting bold. He really should be more careful. Not every beast out here was as kind as he was. He smirked at the thought, moreso when he'd insisted he wasn't afraid.

"Really? That little dance of yours might have said otherwise." he chuckled darkly, face having returned to normal now as he stepped forward as well, now making himself more noticeable before the teen did anything stupid... er. The demon towered over the bird, looking down to him with a quirked brow. "I think my greeting was just fine." he reasoned, not seeming to be interested in the expected hellos and whatnot. It wasn't like he'd actually expected to talk to him or anything.

Alone? Well obviously this kid was either incredibly young or very naive (or just plain stupid). No one was ever alone, especially in such a damned place like New York City. There were monsters practically lurking every corner and not only those of the supernatural kind either. Just because he couldn't see anything didn't mean nobody was there, and Vince had just proven that. What a good Samaritan, he was! "Extremely wrong." he corrected. In fact he swore he could sense another presence nearby and he was sure it would only be a short walk before he wandered into someone else. Iriel would be enough though, the demon already starting to grow bored of his company now that he was putting on a brave front.

His attempt at a comeback did reel him back in somewhat though, Vincent rolling his eyes at how poor it was. Now the kid was just trying too hard. He'd humor him, though. "Says the dude wearing a dress. I'm honestly surprised I'm the first to have jumped you." Literally, in fact! There were a bunch of creeps and weirdos who'd probably be pretty shocked to find he wasn't a woman, but he doubted they would care too much, they couldn't exactly be picky in those situations, he supposed. Humans could be fucking disgusting sometimes, but he couldn't necessarily say his kind didn't have a hand in that. At least demons were always blamed when things went to shit.

Oh? Was he already getting tired of his company already? It was painfully obvious and it tempted the demon to stick around longer simply to irritate him further, but he'd resist. He kind of wanted to get home and maybe drink himself to sleep instead of getting in a fight with some weird eyed creature. "Nothing really." he began, flicking the ashes off his cigarette towards the boy's feet. "Just wanted to let you know you were being watched. I'd be extra careful on your way home, tonight." he smiled, almost innocently. It was anything but, of course. Was there actually something trailing the kid? Not as far as the demon was aware, but that didn't mean he couldn't make him paranoid. Nothing was as scary as a person's mind. A demon could often just let their imagination do the work for them.

Nothing wrong, not at all. Vince could give less of a shit about him wearing a dress, he could be wearing a tiara and tutu for all he cared, but it did serve as ammo to crawl under the other's skin a bit which was a pastime that the demon always liked to partake in with any chance he had. Once again though, he'd give him some credit. He seemed pretty confident about wearing something like that which was not something most men would openly do. He of course wouldn't admit this out loud however. He wasn't here to encourage the boy. In fact he originally hadn't planned on messing with him at all. But the world worked in mysterious ways.

The kid dared another move, getting dangerously close to the evil being who watched on with mild interest, head tilt slightly as he began to spoke. Oh, this one was fun. Vincent smirked at the thought, finding the boldness quite entertaining. Even more laughable was the idea that he'd help the kid, let alone apologize to him. Vince certainly didn't look very sorry for what he'd done. In fact he seemed pretty damned proud of himself. Up until the red eyed freak decided to tease him, no doubt trying to trick him. It didn't really seem to work though, Vincent's expression changing to that of unamusement as he quirked a brow. "What makes you think I'm not the one you should be worrying about?" he questioned, voice no longer sounding mocking or mischievous but now stern with a hint of a growl. He wouldn't be so easily fooled, the kid would have to try harder than that!

"In fact, there's really nothing stopping me from gutting you like a fish right now." he spoke, tone sounding far too casual than the words would imply. "I wonder if a splash of red would make your outfit.. pop a little more." he chuckled, eyes almost seeming to glow now as he looked over the shorter male. Oh, there was so many things he could do right now. It had been a while since he'd been able to simply 'toy' with someone. It was almost tempting, but he refrained. Now was really not the time or place. Far too messy! But he didn't have to know that right away. The demon was curious how bold he'd manage to stand after that threat.

So the kid wasn't as stupid as he'd originally thought, though still pretty stupid as far as he was concerned. He had made a very valid point though and he was right in his assumption. Had he really wanted to harm the kid, he would have been a bit more quick about it, taken him while he had the chance. But that obviously wasn't his intent and Vincent was only a little disappointed that the teenager had managed to catch on. Or had he?

Vincent could still sense uneasiness from the boy, as much as he continued to try and act unfazed by his threat. Even as he played along, requesting that he make sure he didn't ruin his dress, there was an uncertainty there beneath that deadpanned expression. It was actually kind of confusing to the demon and he found the situation as a whole boring now that he hadn't reacted exactly like he'd wanted. Such a disappointment. Vince sighed at the thought, crossing his arms over his chest. "You are just lucky I don't like cleaning up my messes." he reasoned, not denying that he would have tried if he really wanted, but the risks far outweighed his dark desire. So the tattooed lad was safe for now so long as he didn't give him reason to attack, anyway.

"I can't say the same for the other guy lurking about.." he began, nodding towards the direction behind the shorter male. There wasn't actually anything there but unless Iriel had bothered to investigate, he likely wouldn't tell the difference in the darkness. "But you seem like a brave kid, so I'm sure you'll get home just fine." he smirked, turning on his heels to leave.

Having decided he'd drained the teen for whatever entertainment he was worth, Vincent took another drag of his cigarette as he walked off, managing to maneuver well in the darkness which was more than he could say for the teen. Speaking of which, he was well aware he was being followed and by whom it was. Not that he really needed much indication as the click of his heels made it far too obvious. He didn't turn around, ignoring him for the most part as he continued on his way. It seemed his little game with the kid's mind had been working, but he wasn't exactly planning on having the company. He wasn't entirely sure how to feel about that yet either, but he did find the clicking annoying after a while.

"I take it back. You wouldn't have survived long." he called back to the teen without bothering to stop or even spare him a glance, eyes focused ahead. "Not unless the sounds of your heels were enough to repel them." he huffed in mild annoyance, further intensified by the sudden tug on his clothing.

"Are you serious?" he muttered under his breath. Well it appeared his scare tactic had backfired. Somehow he'd managed to get stuck with a little leech. Well he knew how. He just guessed he didn't know his own strength. He rolled his eyes at the thought. "What happened to your balls, kid?" Well he was being pretty bold thinking he could tag along with him, that was for sure. "This is just sad." he continued to tease though kept moving forward, heading in no real direction. He wanted to see how attached this lost puppy was. Surely he didn't actually expect the demon to help him. That was just absurd!