~Z~
Mr. Z stumbled about as the carriage's door swung open, and he fell flat on his butt as a result.
"Well! How unexpected, eh, Orali? Hee hee...", he chuckled, rubbing his head as he got up and stayed with the spirit. However, Happy's orders were firm and dignified. "Oh? Again? Oh my! Of course!", the demon responded excitedly. "The more the merrier, as I always say, especially after dark! Ooh hoo hoo hoo!", he joked. Well, sort of.
"Oh, let us hurry, sweetest spirit! Of course you can come with me!", he said to the girl, grasping both of her hands in excitement. "We must hurry and pack up my things, head over to my carriage, and then we will have a grand time together! We'll have a couple of drinks, play cards. Ooh! I'll even tell you all some stories as we ride along if you like!", he offered, excited as a dog as he ran over to his tent, practically tearing it down the high of happiness. The essence of Orali's spirit only heightened his abnormally giddy manner.
"They say not to tango with a demon after dark, but who cares? We're going to have soooo much fun together!", he said to the spirit as he finished up his own packing duties.
Floating off of the ground, he picked up his bags and flew over to the girl again, grabbing her arm so she could follow as he sort of blasted away towards his carriage.
"Make way!!", the demon warned as him and his "guest" crashed inside. "Woo! Quite the adventure!", the demon boasted as he settle her and himself down in the carriage. He took his time to observe the patient that Happy delivered. "Orali, would you like to see if black magic works on our newest friend?", he asked with his grin, initiating his magic by wiggling his fingers over the unconscious Nine, eventually wrapping his clawed fingers around the damaged neck.
"Heh heh...don't worry. It's not what you think...It's called..."healing.", he reassured as the black magic surged through his hands.