Of course she would ask on this specific night. So many people dressing up in costumes – maybe he should learn a spell to turn the people INTO the creatures they were dressing as. Or maybe that was in some movie he’d watched when he was younger.
A deep sigh escaped his lips as soon after he rubbed at his temples. “As long as I get to make a few ghosts… sure.”
This was the last thing he needed; someone knocking on his hotel room door.
Maybe he should have just stayed under the covers watching some random tv show and then ordering expensive food from the kitchen downstairs.
Should have, but Ky decided to spend his time on his laptop looking over random articles while some music was playing in the background.
However, as the door was knocked on, he thought it was maybe someone going to change the sheets. He told them not to come by – not to even show up unless it was a bill or he specifically requested it, but still they came anyways.
As he he opened the door and saw who it was he rubbed at his temples for a few moments. “Fuck off,” he said, not even bothering to close the door behind him as he went back to the couch. “— do you want pizza?”
CHERNABOG. ’ You look like shit. ‘ while he loved watching everyone hit that grimy depth, while he loved to press close to the ground and hear the sweet sweet sound of their inevitable shattering buthe’s on the clock. ‘ Look at you, falling to indulgence. ‘ the phantasmal cosmic wills the bottle to rip itself from the hellspawn’s grip and finding a new home in chernabog’s grip. a low growl spills from his throat. a hum with a rather odd, rymthic tune… like as if it were a song, a lullaby even. a shame there wasn’t time to listen close. in his drunken, half-mad state, it might’ve been a semblance of peace. chernabog takes his own taste of the swill that’s taken blackheartson by the balls. the darkness spat, letting the acid and bile that formed at his tongue from touching the vile liquid fall to the ground and burn a hole deep into the earth. fucking nasty.
‘ You could do better. ‘
he didn’t need to hear the quite obvious. his state was done out of the necessary obligation to state that itch he never could simply scratch. he was attempting to do better- to not fall prey to more demonic urges. to prove he was better than his family – it was an idiotic hope and it lead to his late nights and many days of drinking constantly.
so, when the bottle was taken, he simply snorted – why should he even bother trying to take it back when he’d have others soon enough. his head lifted slightly at the growl, but lowered again as the vile liquid burnt through the ground like pure acid. that was going to be a bitch to clean up – luckily for him he wasn’t planning on staying longer than a few more hours in this spot.
‘yeah, well… i still have a ways to fall before hitting rock bottom – unless you wanna join the ride? maybe make it quicker?’
ky needs to start or even join a group of villains and he needs his own suit that was what he was telling me the entire time i was watching DDS3
was it really a soft spot? ky didn’t think so – not entirely. he just gave an offer as it seemed the right thing to do. plus he may have liked eddie ( even if he would never admit it ) a little -no, a lot. ‘i wouldn’t call it soft,’ he managed to mutter out lowly. ‘ if you don’t want to… that’s fine..’ a pause. ‘ — i could get you a hotel room for a month or…’ and then he trailed off into silence.
“Yeah I picked up on that.” frowned, peering at him with soft eyes, “I relate to an extent, they can be hard to deal with sometimes.”
“Families are worse – always wanting to… dig their claws into my affairs,” he said, running a hand under his chin. “A reason I try to stay away from everyone… you never know exactly who’s watching or reporting back.”
“W-who’s there?” Jumping at shadows, Brock turns around at the sound of a noise behind him. He had yet to realise that he was being followed by a familiar face. “Show yourself!”
“Do you always jump at what’s in the dark, Eddie?” He asked, a slight amount of amusement in his tone. “Or maybe, you fear what’s in it – sadly enough, you don’t need to fear me, but the night is still young.” Ky shrugged as he leaned against a wall that was somewhat more in the light. “Who knows what might happen then.”
“i’m not like most,” he said bluntly. “in-fact, most wouldn’t be sitting here at all, but let’s cut the crap, shall we?” his head lifted and a light sigh escaped his lips. “you get what you want… i get what i want – the sooner we get this over with the better, don’t you agree?”
Hellfirebound 