( slight panic set in his chest — he didn’t know what to do or where to go. he hadn’t been out of the facility in. .a long while — slowly beginning to walk through the trees )
how do you know that? paris is whatever you make it, and i'm sure you'll have a lot of fun here.
( his smile is... cruel. )
or maybe that'll be murkoff having fun while they look for you. either way... au revoir!
( he waves, taking flight. )
( touches down in the middle of nowhere. there's nothing but trees as far as the eye can see. homelander lets him go and steps back. )
welcome to paris.
( immediately clinging onto the male out of fear — none of what was happening made any sense, but a part of him liked the thrill. . )
“ anywhere. .i just want to get away from here ”
( he smiles. he was absolutely going to laser him in half if he disagreed. )
alright. come on then, buddy.
( he wraps an arm around the warden's waist and takes off into the sky, tearing through the ceiling as if it were made of paper. )
you haven't given me a location yet! +
yeah, yeah, i've got the not showering part down. i could've guessed that.
( stops pacing, facing the warden. )
what do you say i take you out of here? just... for fun?
let's just say... i'm special. i can see your ugly mug, your bones, and i can hear your heart... all the little important details.
( wrinkles nose. )
and i can smell you from here.
are you sure?
( fingers twitch as is resisting the urge to reach out and yank the mask off. )
well, if you say so...
( he stands and begins to pace a short distance, cape flowing behind him like water. )
you can keep your mask. i can see your face with it on anyway.
( smirks, tightening his grip. one final harsh tug before he pulls away, letting his hand drop to his thigh. )
"don't"? you don't get to tell me what to do. what, are you too afraid to show me your face?
you don't know, but you're wearing it.
( smiles. something cruel flickers in those blue eyes. )
so, what happens if i just...?
( grabs the mask and tugs on it, trying to see if it'll come off. )
oh, you're sorry...? me sitting down doesn't mean you can fall asleep on me.
( squints, staring at the mask with interest. )
what is that? why are you wearing that?
⠀⠀⠀ah, i see. well, ill give you a chance to listen. unlike him, i actually have had multiple soldiers beneath my command, and have patience.
⠀⠀⠀[ a slight dig to the other, smirking to himself. ]
“ coyle doesn’t like when i don’t follow orders straight after he asks. . ”
( for all he knew he could have scars from coyle using his electric baton on him. .he was almost 100% sure )