โ Enough with the theatrics, these gimmicks are boring. โ
Haaah. If he were still the herald of change, perhaps heโd find a method to prevent this โฆ but his mind was no longer who it was beforehand. He doesnโt bother anymore, grabbing his wrist and beginning to ignite them.
โ How about I silence you for eternity instead? โ
Harsh grab onto those hips now, there isnโt a moment those fingers let go. Instead, theyโre slamming the cookie down into the floor with all his might.
โฆ but he can already sense it now. No bloodlust? He just smashed a +
He can play this aaaaaaaalll day. Heโs as immortal as the rest of them.
A much harsher grab this time, burning through the fabric of clothes before harshly throwing him to the floor this time.
Incinerating the cardboard to dust, those eyes all to reminiscent of the once herald of change and itโs power.
Arms remain crossed, hiding his chest with no plan to release them.
โ Remove yourself, Jester. Iโm in no mood for your games. โ
And thatโs precisely why his wrist was grabbed โฆ
Only to be incinerated by his raising body heat. Heโll since that little runt into burnt crumbs. ๐ข
@mercurialoath || Perhaps itโs something we need to explore <3
Truly, nevertheless, if the mood hits! Iโll be happy to bring the faeries most loyal knight