He’s outside the house for once, busy making yet another device specially for the doctor.
More so less explosive and more so a chip for any device they plan to make. And is doing his best to avoid any unwanted shocks.
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𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐍 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐍
your local bisexual lad from Dublin....who just so happens to have
an attraction to all things supernatural.
developed by #𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐌
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@futurexreset Could.
“Maur,
It’s a pleasure to meet you Luca.”
A glimpse back towards the window. Pity, he’d have to sort that before the doctor returned from wherever he was lurking.
@futurexreset Despite his cockiness and 𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 carefree attitude ( the pain seeming to hinder that impression ), Maur would offer a faint smile, lasting a few seconds if that. A hand is extended once the dressings were checked over to ensure he had sorted the wound out as best as he -
Has gathered up scraps from the laboratory and fridge and is currently positioned outside the house waiting for the apparent, usual visitor.
Cue a rustle being heard, a hunk of meat thrown in its direction, and a keen assistant leaning slightly to catch a glimpse of the wolf.
@futurexreset Silence still gripped the assistant, before nodding slowly which gradually sped up.
“Not a doctor but I can help, I mean I work closely with one, but I gather you want help now.”
So off he scuttled to find some gauze and tissue to clean any wound along, returning -
His gaze followed hers as the paper snagged his attention, the address one to cause his brows to furrow immediately.
“Lost?”
Repeated Maur with a slow and cautious tone. Lost? It wouldn’t be unlikely that she had, but to see this address scrawled down created more questions. -
@RubrumWolfe A brief “Thank you.” was murmured afterwards, gaze meeting hers once again.
“So which one of us is this trip for if you’re allowed to disclose this, unless I mean you need help from us— which I’d be more than happy to offer.”
A stammer, best case scenario would be to get this -
@corrptinsomniac Albeit nervous in demeanour. But then again, what was one to expect from a madman when retelling the past?
“Just a tad carried away. . .”
@corrptinsomniac To hold and admire.
That he would see to.
The gap between him and Loream would decrease upon the assistant hurrying forth and continuing onwards to the show; now mindful of the tense behaviour of his friend. Upon the nonchalant remarks, Maur gave the faintest of chuckles, -