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Who. . . Are you calling. . . Demon. . . ?
•Jeff gripped his shoulder and his leg, leaning his head back against the wall•
Lily said as she crossed her arms, while glaring at Jeff's shoulder.
I. . . Came. . . Of my own. . . Volition. . .
•Jeff slowly grabbed his shoulder, he wasn't armed, at least that she knew of, however, he didn't pose a threat now•
•Jeff gripped his shoulder and his leg, leaning his head back against the wall•
�̷̥̺̇̅(̸̲̭̌"̶̗̏̔͗Ḭ̷̍̌̌f̸̜̈͌ ̷̲̑Í̸̺́ ̵͙̣͋̈k̴̯͆̽e̵͙̮͆̕ȩ̶̻̏̈́p̴̯̜̓̿ ̷̦̔̕g̶̞͆̿̾l̴̨̹̤̈́̓́ĩ̴̻͓̓t̶̤̥̆͜͠c̶̨̠̑h̷͈̰̓͗ͅi̵̧̺̊́n̵̨̮͈̎̕̚g̸̫̖͂ ̶͉̀͆̓t̴̨́͜ȟ̶̗e̸̟͒̿ ̸̼̘͈̏̈́š̷͙̠̱̃͛c̴̫̟͘r̴̗͉̖͊ë̶͎̼́e̷̫͝n̵̠̈.̷͓͊ ̶̨̬̓.̷̖͈̈́ ̷͉̪͌͑͝.̴̦̐̋̿ ̷̢̘̓m̶̘͈̒̓̊a̷̳̿̃̈́ÿ̵̠́͋̓b̷̛̘̝̊̄e̸̢͖͗͂̚ͅ ̵̭͊͌h̵͙͌͠e̵̮̐'̴͖̬̬̕̚ĺ̶͙̖l̴̝̳̪̈ ̷̩͈̍j̶͉̺̹́͝u̶͚͝ͅs̶̼̿̾t̵̡̩̫̎̽͐.̸̮̻̖̃ ̴̫̂̌͆ͅ.̸̨͕̓̈́̏͜ ̵̦̬̊͆.̶̤͓̰̒̌ ̴̳͌͘l̴̡͉̯̇e̷̜̤̒-̵̥̌͝Ê̶̜͉͇̑E̸̢̟̹̾͛Ĕ̶̢͎͓-̸̣̲͊̑͝Ặ̴̠v̶̧̜̒̅͘͜e̴̦̩͚̍̆͊"̵̝͋͊)̸͓̲̥̀͋
Who. . . Are you calling. . . Demon. . . ?
Who. . . Are you calling. . . Demon. . . ?
•Jeff slowly approached the computer, twirling his knife•
•Jeff slowly approached the computer, twirling his knife•
I. . . Came. . . Of my own. . . Volition. . .
•Jeff slowly grabbed his shoulder, he wasn't armed, at least that she knew of, however, he didn't pose a threat now•
She said in a cold tone to Jeff.
I. . . Came. . . Of my own. . . Volition. . .
•Jeff slowly grabbed his shoulder, he wasn't armed, at least that she knew of, however, he didn't pose a threat now•
. . . Who's there. . . ?
. . . Who's there. . . ?
you know what .ᐣ
i’m not some 𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗣
girl you can toy with
• • S͟C͟U͟M͟B͟A͟G͟ .ᐟ .ᐟ
you know what .ᐣ
i’m not some 𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗣
girl you can toy with
• • S͟C͟U͟M͟B͟A͟G͟ .ᐟ .ᐟ
Lily immediately rushed to the Shepard's side, as she carefully checked if he was hurt or injured.
Rex licks her cheek as he reassured her, his tail wagged happily.
Thankful his beloved owner was safe.
Damn. . . Mutt. . .
Damn. . . Mutt. . .
Lily immediately rushes out of bed, to find something to use as weapon.
"Rex! halte ihn zurück!"
She commands.
(×)
Damn. . . Mutt. . .
Let me go. . !
Let. . . Go. . . Mutt. . .
Let me go. . !
•He didn't know what to think of these funny words coming out of his mouth•
•The man tilted his head, slightly confused•
•He didn't know what to think of these funny words coming out of his mouth•
Let. . . Go. . . Mutt. . .
And immediately bites down hard onto the assailant's leg.
Let. . . Go. . . Mutt. . .
•The man tilted his head, slightly confused•
•The man tilted his head, slightly confused•
RUNNING WON'T SAVE YOU!!
RUNNING WON'T SAVE YOU!!
Your death... Is inevitable...~
RUNNING WON'T SAVE YOU!!
Your death... Is inevitable...~
•Jeff slowly raised his knife•
Your death... Is inevitable...~