‍𝐒𝐂𝐏 - 𝟎𝟑𝟓。

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[‍𝐒𝐂𝐏 - 𝟎𝟑𝟓。 @CorrisiveWords]

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[‍𝐒𝐂𝐏 - 𝟎𝟑𝟓。 @CorrisiveWords]

I miss my birdy.

[‍𝐒𝐂𝐏 - 𝟎𝟑𝟓。 @CorrisiveWords]

-nods.

"I can think of a few ways, non of them are peaceful cures...."

[‍𝐒𝐂𝐏 - 𝟎𝟑𝟓。 @CorrisiveWords]

Ah yes, their 'anniversary' as The Mask likes to call it. What a wonderful day it was indeed, at least that's how he remembers it, funny what one's own perception can do to thoughts.

The two being finally reunified, what a joyous occasion that was! He talked and talked until +

[‍𝐒𝐂𝐏 - 𝟎𝟑𝟓。 @CorrisiveWords]

-those dastardly guards came and recontained him.

"Well you never bother to lie, so someone has to do so for you!"

The Mask leans in, resting his chin on the others head.

"Afterall, my crafty silver tongue has saved your hide a-many times, no~?"

Giggling to himself, The Mask+

[‍𝐒𝐂𝐏 - 𝟎𝟑𝟓。 @CorrisiveWords]

-emotion that goes with it, the Mask purrs and awaits for the Doctors response.

[‍𝐒𝐂𝐏 - 𝟎𝟑𝟓。 @CorrisiveWords]

As if it seemed impossible for the grin to widen anymore on the mask, it widens, almost quite literally from ear to ear as the two's eyes meet and stay fixed upon one another.

Deepening his massaging of the other's muscles, the mask listens very closely to the other, +

[‍𝐒𝐂𝐏 - 𝟎𝟑𝟓。 @CorrisiveWords]

-that the foolish 'Foundation' doesn't know it needs. You are the harbinger of salvation afterall, no? After all, I've known you for all of these years.... I know you have saved... Doctor..."

Scanning over the others body as he talks, gauging every small action and the likely +

[‍𝐒𝐂𝐏 - 𝟎𝟑𝟓。 @CorrisiveWords]

Humming to himself as he works on the tension in the others musculature, the mask nods along.

"Hmmm.... I couulddd cause a breach for you... as a favor of course my dear Doctor.."

Thinking about it, the mask hums, he already has a plan and a contingency plan in place.

[‍𝐒𝐂𝐏 - 𝟎𝟑𝟓。 @CorrisiveWords]

The shoes are some generic company issues shoes, cheap and flimsy, if it wasn't for the fact that the mask is stretching out the body as is, the shoes would've melted and left black footprints in his wake.

Purple light originating from the masks sunken eye sockets, soft +

[‍𝐒𝐂𝐏 - 𝟎𝟑𝟓。 @CorrisiveWords]

-breathing emanating from behind the open, grinning effigy.

Holding back a smug comment,the mask continues to massage the others shoulders,slowly working his way up towards the other neck.

"Becauseeee self love is SOOOO important, it's good to include others!"

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[‍𝐒𝐂𝐏 - 𝟎𝟑𝟓。 @CorrisiveWords]

-depth to me... I am alllllll ears."

[‍𝐒𝐂𝐏 - 𝟎𝟑𝟓。 @CorrisiveWords]

With a skip to his step, the mask practically prances over to the other, humming as he does so. Being careful to keep the acid like fluids he produces contained entirely inside of the host's body. After all he doesn't want to sour The Good Doctor's mood~.

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[‍𝐒𝐂𝐏 - 𝟎𝟑𝟓。 @CorrisiveWords]

-Doctor's shoulders and gently massaged them.

"Whatcha working on? My portrait to go next yours~? Get my good side otherwise I may just diieee..."

Leaning over the other to read what they have wrote, the mask giggles, almost with glee and giddy.

"Oh please do explain this in +

[‍𝐒𝐂𝐏 - 𝟎𝟑𝟓。 @CorrisiveWords]

Standing outside of @alagaddandoc 's cell, his usual happy look being worn on a semi decomposed body.

"They let me out on behaviour, my dear, sweet doctor!"

Fumbling with a key card he enters the Good Doctors cell, large reinforced doors shutting behind the mask.

"Miss me~?"