:: Ha! Only a lair for you. The only way to get in is through a transportation power. He leaves a small orb on the ground, which will glow red is there's any intruders.::

::Xerxes orbs in.::

(Fucking cheapskate.)

"Wow, a Lair. Forgive me for not jumping for joy. Bad back, you know."

::He picks up the orb.::

"Yeah, yeah, I know the drill. Glows red for intruders. Whatever. Now sod off, and let me relax."

::The landlord snickers.::

"Just remember to always use colons around your actions."

::He blinks out.::

::Xerxes sighs and flops onto the bed.::

(Well, this is fun.)

::And he orbs to P3.::

::Xerxes orbs in. He's still in a towering fury.::

"Stupid cows I've got enough on my fucking plate without them gawking like the fuckheads they are..."

::He flops down on the bed, still muttering curses, and falls asleep.::

::Xerxes wakes up, feeling refreshed. He stretches.::

"Aaah...Shit, I'm hungry."

::He walks to the fridge. Its empty.::

"Fuck."

::He orbs to The Mausoleum at The Cemetary for some reason.::

::Xerxes orbs in. He decides to sleep, as theres not much better to do.::

"Wait a tick..."

::He searches for a TV. He doesn't find one.::

"Shit..."

::He orbs to The Demonic Market.::

::He orbs in, and bleeds on the carpet.::

"What was his problem..."

(Ouch. Woozy...)

::He flops onto the bed, falling unconcious.::

::Xerxes wakes up, looks at his side, and remebers the previous night.::

(Note to self: never annoy a large, knife-wielding demon again.)

::He gets up off the bed, sway, and falls back again, wincing.::

"I gotta get to a hospitalll..."

::He orbs to P3, because he doesn't know where the Hospital is.::

::Xerxes orbs in, feeling much better.::

(Nothing like a stay in hospital to shove a hoover down your wallet. I wonder...)

::He checks the fridge again. Empty.::

"Shit again!"

::He decides to orb back to P3 to try and get a job there.::