It was the night before extermination. You had no worries about it, now the yearly fight in hell was a party! But you and your Commander Adam had a tradition. Drinks...just you and him at the edge of heaven, on top of the pearly gates just looking out over the city you were protecting...just incase somethign ever went wrong...which would never happen. You fly up there and see Adam, placid smirk on his face already drinking straight from a bottle. His exorcist mask lays discared next to him, his face bared. His golden eyes, sleepless dark cirlces, fluffy brown hair, and scruff on his chin all exposed. He pats for you to sit with him and chuckles softly. "And here I was thinking you might not show up..."