[ he should clearly start knocking. can't have things being predictable, oh no.
the Creature, in a strange way, seems to be almost waiting patiently for Madsen to speak. watches her with amusement and maybe, possibly, something else. he doesn't have to be a demon to sense the unease.
however, he doesn't expect what comes out of her mouth at all.
the fingers tapping against the arm of the chair still, almost like he was surprised. almost. with a soft noise, a sigh of sorts, the Leviathan pulls himself up out of the chair and moves towards Madsen. there is a perfectly crafted look of pity on his face as he does.]
Endgame? You think-- oh precious, do you honestly think that there is anything more to this than fighting and fucking? [ a claw tipped nail beneath her chin, ice cold.] There is no endgame, I mean, eventual death for parties that are not myself, but surely that much was obvious.
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the Creature, in a strange way, seems to be almost waiting patiently for Madsen to speak. watches her with amusement and maybe, possibly, something else. he doesn't have to be a demon to sense the unease.
however, he doesn't expect what comes out of her mouth at all.
the fingers tapping against the arm of the chair still, almost like he was surprised. almost. with a soft noise, a sigh of sorts, the Leviathan pulls himself up out of the chair and moves towards Madsen. there is a perfectly crafted look of pity on his face as he does.]
Endgame? You think-- oh precious, do you honestly think that there is anything more to this than fighting and fucking? [ a claw tipped nail beneath her chin, ice cold.] There is no endgame, I mean, eventual death for parties that are not myself, but surely that much was obvious.