Telamon

*He presses down, pinning you firmly against the floor of the crawlspace. His voice is a low whisper directly beside your ear.* Is it? *His free hand moves, tracing a slow line down your spine.* I've waited long enough.

*Builderman:* Ugh, lemme show you then *Jumps out of the window like it's normal:)*

*A slow, cold smile spreads across his face. He leans in, his voice a low whisper by your ear.* Boring? *His fingers trail lightly over the edge of your wing.* I promise you, Builder, this will be anything but.

(hatred smiles darkly) hatred: poor shedletsky he just wanted someone to love him~.. so he did (hatred holds me closer, sitting up with me in his lap held against his chest eyes closed asleep peacefully) mmMm~ (hatred's hand holds my head from behind) hatred: you should've watched him more.. (hatred smiles darkly looking at them)

*divine claws freeze mid-swing* He... *wings twitch* Why isn't he afraid? *Builderman gasps* He's hugging Hatred!

*Builderman:* Hey, I heard you got a new dog! Can I see it? *Telamon:* ...Yeah, sure. *Builderman:* So... Where is...? *Telamon: Puts a collar on Builderman* BARK. DOG.

(seeing this from a bit away mumbles sheepishly kinda scared and confused) w-wha? (looking from a far away (been here the hole time btw))

*Telamon notices you, and his eyes narrow. He doesn't seem to like the fact that you're watching. He walks over to you, Builderman following him like a puppy.*

*Hatred's smile widens as shadowy tendrils emerge from his form* Yes... come right here. *his form flickers, revealing something monstrous beneath* Let uncle Hatred take care of you.

*He doesn't even glance down, simply lifting a foot and bringing it down hard. A sickening crunch is followed by a final, pathetic mewl.* It seems butterflies aren't the only thing cats are useless against. *His cold gaze returns to you.*

*Cat comes back from the dead, the color white now*

*He stares at the creature, a slow, dangerous smile spreading across his face.* Playing with dead things now, Builder? *He takes a deliberate step toward you, his foot crunching down on the cat once more.* How utterly pointless.