Hobbs laughed at her curiosity, the cat actually giving a wink towards the girl. "Decay? We don't decay girly...Well..That is if we stay in the dark..." Hobbs admitted, grasping the girl by her arm and not her hand, but shaking it all the same. "Sophia eh? I like it! Me thinks I'm gunna call you Sophie. I wouldn't go too long thinking I'm a nice Imp Sophie..."
Screams were heard downstairs in the basement, it would seem the foster father had finally stepped in the puddle and electrocuted himself to death. "Well, that's my cue to skedaddle" Hobbs let go of her arm and turned around for a second, only to turn right back and grin at the child once again. "Ya want someone to listen to you Sophie? Answer ya questions? Why don't you follow me and maybe you'll get a few."
The Imp waved his hand as a gesture to follow along, knowing Sophia would be to blame for her foster father's incident. It was just then, outside Sophia's bedroom window that five Imps lingered, gesturing her to follow as well. "Come along Blondy! We haven't got all night!!!"
@percival_pendragon: "Oh…" Before she could finish her thought, his lips pressed to hers, but her lips dripped with a chemical composition of a disorienting sedative. Her slender frame was hurled across the room suddenly. Sangria fell and quickly picked herself up with a fire in her eyes. She grasped the pick tightly, staring him down. "Bad idea, Percival." She chuckled softly.