Morgue

@Jongup To be honest, a morgue was some place that most people would love to avoid. Dead bodies, blood in the back... The entire place stank of death and grief. Even the decoration of it reflected that, being dark and gloomy as a whole. But none of that meant anything to the young man who had slipped in through the back door. Nothing that concerned death ever meant anything to him... Or the spirits buzzing around excitedly to meet another of their companions.
From what the elderly Necromancer who ran the place said, there was a loose spirit on the go here. Not enough to really cause mischief and the such, but the man specialized in the living dead... Not the souls of the departed. And since Seungri never took money for payment, who else was better equipped to find this volatile spirit?
A quiet tune was being hummed by him as his eyes gradually got used to the darkened interior of the place, flitting around under the dim yellow lights of the lamps dotting the path. Sure did tried to make this feel as medieval as possible, but that was pushed aside with a shrug as he started to walk down the hall. The spirits around his head perked up noticeably, darting here and there... Sometimes disappearing into the wood of a closed door before whispering into his ear that nothing was there. Contrary to belief, ghosts hated to linger around morgues unless they wanted to see dead people being wheeled in and getting their innards out. This spirit seemed to be a clever one at least... A small smile was on his features as he continued down the gloomy hallway.
At last, there was a door that was open... And Seungri could feel an obvious change in how the spirits were acting. These were relatively calm and content spirits in their mortal lives and just as quickly as he could sense them whispering excitedly among themselves, he knew that the spirit was in there. A closed white coffin was what he saw first, ladled fully with wreaths of flowers on top of it... Interesting, no doubt. Did it want to possess a body? Hungry for another mortal life? Whatever the case was, the Necromancer quietly took a seat in the back corner of the room and closed his eyes... Making himself seem inviting and calm to the being currently hidden from sight, but still had a tell-tale aura of fear and anxiety. A yellow aura that was, but this wasn't a golden aura of an angel. This was a sick, a twisted and dirty yellow from perhaps a life of abuse...?
But before he could even reach out to the poor spirit, Seungri quickly felt a different aura. An aura that sent all the spirits reeling back and huddling in his lap, some of them spiking up and making their normally wispy selves more protective. This one felt... Truly evil, truly DANGEROUS, not in the way that frightened spirits were or weaker demons had. An aura of a truly powerful Demon it was, making a cold shiver run down his spine as he reluctantly broke his concentration and opened his eyes. Spirit searching could go on later, but now... At least he had to protect the spirits under his power, arms crossed on his lap and having them cower fearfully there.
What was a Demon doing in the morgue, the territory of the Necromancers? Looking for an easy prey? For all what Seungri looked and sometimes acted... He wasn't going to be easy to get anything from. Not with the will and guts that he had, calling out quietly to the Demon that had to be nearby, "Hello? Is somebody there?" body tensing up and biting his lip slightly... First time actually meeting such a Demon with a powerful aura like that ALONE without any other Necromancers around...