_{mephistcpheles:}

^{there’s a cold, and calculated smile on this monstrosity’s face as blues peer upwards at the taller. those pale pink lips had peeled away from his sharp teeth, before he took a slow sip from his starbucks’ cup.} 

                                 ^{“i believe you meant, ‘mephistopheles’, ky’lar.” he chuckles, but there’s little warmth in the tone of his voice.}

^{“how have i been? why! i’m touched that you would even feign to offer me such compassion, especially since the last time i saw you i was– oh? what was i doing? wasn’t i elbow deep in your guts?”}

_{“my apologies,” he even dipped his head in a false sense of respect. no, speaking his grandfather’s entire name would have most likely earned him another response. maybe some sort of minimal favor, but he wasn’t going to lower himself into doing so at the moment.}

_{no, there would be enough time for that.
    most likely when ky was begging for some sort of mercy.}

_{however, for the time being, he was trying to remain civil, and attempting some sort of respect. it was only a slim amount, but he was at least learning to show a bit. even if it was a very long hard road towards where he should have been originally.} 

_{“well, i deserved it,” an admission that surprised even himself. still, he was admitting to a mistake- something that was rare in all reality. even if his voice was shaky. “among other things.”}