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      —-    ▌♛ ❞▐ Judit is overall a cruel and snarky creature!                   To expect any less of him would be an insult, really.                   “And so if I tell you a rose’s petals are soft, would that                   really be enough of an explanation?” Quite low standards                   this one has — at least in comparison to the greedy queen.

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I suppose one could say the same for the wooden boy. Though his personality relied more on cruelty. "For someone of my condition, I suppose so." Until he found a way to feel. "Lest you know any descriptive words above a third grade level."

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               "You’re.. right. But my question is.. Why are you in my house in the first place?" Anais questioned, with a raised brow.

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"You left your back door wide open." Felicianus found it surprising to say the least. She didn't live in a place that was safe enough to keep doors unlocked, none the less open.

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      —-    ▌♛ ❞▐ ”What is the point in describing it if I doubt you                   know how the adjectives used feel?” What was ’ soft ’ to                   someone whom had never known softness, after all?

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What's the point of being so salty? That question stayed in his head.  "Because I've read books. Descriptions." 

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      —-    ▌♛ ❞▐ Idly plucks the petal off the rose bud.

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Quiet observation from the wooden boy.      "How... does a rose feel?"

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               "No, don’t go.. Spend the night with me, yeah?" Anais pleaded, she would beg if she had to.

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The red headed doll cocked his head, still draped in his cloak. "...It's generally not a good idea to request someone you just met to spend the night."

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"I feel sickly." The last prey he had gotten were an infant and its drunken mother, and his body struggled to survive on such little nutrition. The stench of the blended organs was beginning to sour in his chest, and he knew he'd have to find someone to kill. Soon.

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Felicianus watched the moderately sized creation of his struggle. It was the first he had made that wasn't small, but it wasn't entirely capable of moving its body. He wanted something bigger, something more sentient. A puppet partner of sorts. He wanted to make it feel like a human, and then he wanted to slay it. Nevertheless, his attention turned to the person staring at the stumbling puppet of his. "This doll is moving on its own. I am frightened."

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The wooden boy's eyes shifted to the man who had been hunched over the trashcan, presumably drunk or sickly.               "You look ill."

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"So many tales of haunted dolls."        The wooden boy mused. "It makes me want to smash every one of them to pieces."

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             Alexei really didn’t expect anyone to talk to him whenever he got out of his house so this time it caught him out of guard, was it common to conversate whilst waiting for the bus? It was one of the rare times he took it since his car was broken. ❝Yes, I’m nearly albino.❞ A very tiny smile barely twitched his lips as his russian accent coated his words, trying to be less cold and emotionless was a hard task.

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It had been quite some time since he had heard anyone with a Russian accent -- it seemed that not a lot were in America when Felicianus was -- at least not any that he saw. It was a shame, really -- he's always admired their appearances. They were always good for modelling puppets after. The twitch of a smile provoked one of his own -- tense and awkwardly formed, as if it weren't meant to be there. "Does that mean the sun hurts you like it does to some albinos? Or is it just color wise?"

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"That’s good then, people get worked up over the tiniest things nowadays" the things were so hsated up that everything was labeled as offensive, and they seemed to have lost their sense of humour, at least concerning the most acid ways of it "Depends. My name’s Hêlêl, but humans insist in calling me Satan or Lucifer. the latter doesn’t bother me as much as the former, though"

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"Lucifer, eh? Well, it's nice to meet you Hêlêl. You can call me Felicianus." He'd didn't imagine Lucifer kept up on urban legends -- or murders and haunted objects back in the 1940s. He never did bother to shake the name his creator gave him -- perhaps it was the bit of sentiment to the old man who made such a wretched and cursed creation. 

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Felcianus' new artificial skin fit him well -- it was nice not to have to cover up his joints with heavy clothing. Even he was able to faintly feel when his wooden body got far too hot in those clothes. Just ever so slightly. The puppet watched the people pass, until someone sat next to him -- most likely waiting for the same bus. Felicianus glanced over, eyes catching on that glorious colored hair. While he was content with his own (quite beautiful) red locks, he had to appreciate nice hair when he saw it. "Is that your natural color?"

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              『 ❀ 』 Oh dear, even his voice sounds off. Though—maybe she’s just—getting the wrong impression. Perhaps he’s not nearly as bad as her mind is making him out to be. “..N-Nothing, sir. Nothing at all.” She doesn’t want to start trouble. In fact, she wants to get as far away as possible.

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"There's no reason to sound so fearful." The puppet raised a hand to his mouth, frowning ever so slightly. He could tell she wanted to run -- and his presence was probably keeping her there regardless. Funny how that worked. "What's your name, dear? I'm Felicianus."