-He feels real. But that flesh breaks apart and segments for the metal underneath. And seals right back up as normal once he stops-
-Everything about him looks totally organic, superficially, right down to involuntary blinks and twitches-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Ghosts are alright, since true, ve are in a graveyard after all.
But zhis, feels like more of a homecalli—
-a small rift forms in front of the two, as a crack in the air-
Speak of the Devil.
-have a Liman Kouji-
-gathering plants flanked by a pair of sentry bots-
edited 9th Mar '15 9:46:43 AM by f1r3lemon
всегда верен-stops, and slowly turns around while the bots watches Kouji-
H-hello Kouji...
This is more...Devil, than Demons.
-out of the rift, an Englishman in a bathrobe and with two horns steps out into the graveyard
◊-
-smiles- Good evenin', Krieg, and to you, Madam.
-tips helmet- Gutten Tag, Herr Toby.
edited 9th Mar '15 9:51:48 AM by f1r3lemon
всегда верен-hehee-
-warm smile- All is well, thank you for asking. The weather is peachy, harpies and sunshine all around back home. -claps hand together-
But! -snaps finger, and a writing pad appears in his hand- That is not what I'm here for today! -points finger at Krieg- I'm here to settle matter regarding a Mr. Krieg, and his absence from work.
-facepalms, grumbles-
I-is good, y-yes. How are y-you?
всегда верен

Keeping watch?
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI