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Doubt

"So just, uh... Get rid of all the demons then," Remus shrugged.

"I... Don't know how to do that. Beyond seeing you, I can't really do anything... otherworldly," Thomas ran his fingers through his dark hair.

"The problem here is we're not sure if this even is Thomas. The picture is cartoonish, vague," Logan inspected the picture. Dark hair and eyes, slightly tired looking, but beyond that not many defining features.

"But it has to be, doesn't it? It makes sense," Janus tilted his head.

"I really do assume it is, but the problem is that we don't know. If we're wrong... Things have potential to go badly."

"That's true. We need some way to verify this," Thomas blew his hair away from his face.

"...Well... I'm sure the demon would know," Remus smiled.

"It's not as if he would tell us, though," Janus frowned.

"No, I don't think he would. But he might let it slip to Logan," Remus grinned.

Logan blinked, "Um... Why would he- do that?" He asked, his breathing speeding up.

"Hey, maybe a little bit of the demon stayed behind."

"No, Remus, this is too much to ask of him," Thomas shook his head, "I would rather just assume that I am the-"

"No. I...," Logan took a breath, "I can do this."

Janus nodded solemnly, "Alright... You'll have to change into a more... interesting form. Some form the demon would appear as."

Logan had, of course, changed his appearance since he had been possessed by the demon. Shorter hair, no blood, still a bit tired, though. Quite similar to how he'd looked before he died, but more minimalistic, just a button-up and tie instead of the full suit.

Logan swallowed, and did a sort of flourish with his arms as he morphed into a more extravagant version of himself. A black suit with coattails, a tie, cummerbund, he looked a bit like a Disney villain, or circus ringmaster.

"I like it," Roman grinned at him.

Logan smiled faintly at Roman's comment, "I guess that's me off, then?"

"Be careful," Janus warned.

"Of course."