The Ice Rick was silent in wandering the area of the citadel that was known as the silent areas, ice trailing behind his many steps, he tend to be alone; this area was where his ex husband gave him these powers, through experimentation. He disliked the smell of chemicals that loomed over this place, it frustrated him greatly but he continued in his walk as he didn't really mind the area.
Horrible was completing paperwork with a client, and groaned. God he was such an idiot, but Reti’s funding was strictly for research at his lab, not for personal needs such as bathing products, food, whatever. So here he was, creating some hybrid virus and a vaccine so numb nuts over here can be seen as a hero, and elected as president or some shit in his dimension. “Sign here…here…and here… Money has to be upfront-” the man pushed and opened a suitcase full of cash, “I see you’re not entirely stupid. That’s promising.” The Rick rolled his eyes, finished the paper work and was on his way. Horrible portaled the suitcase back to his lab and now sat in the booth. Alone and dreadfully bored. Worst thing that always happens to him, until he spotted a peculiar Rick. Ice cracked and sprung from behind him, interesting. Horrible sits up and walks over to him, “Is this your doing, or the effect of some dimension?” Blunt and to the point.
Horrible shrugged, “I mean, who doesn’t. I could make those medications you need. Whatever you want actually.” he added, stroking the man’s interest, or at least trying to. “You have bountiful potential that I think we can use together, ammiright?”
The male looked surprised at the other mentioning he had potential, a light blush appearing on his face as his cheeks glowed slightly blue at that mention as he coughs lightly “…” he simply looked briefly at the other “you can make medications” he spoke calmly “I can say there is a interest there” he nods slowly.
And there you are, so pretty and waiting for me. His pursuits would prove fruitful yet, but he has to lure him closer. Make him want to do what he says out of the neediness for reward, for enlightenment. “I can make them right now if you’d like, ” he says reaching a hand out to make contact but retracts it and forces a small, feigned smile. Trying to be coy and cute, a mockery of his real self. His dark passenger lurking in this vessel of flesh and bone. Here I go again, faking a human. He thought to himself, the illusion of romantic interest.
The male looked calmly staring toward him “I see, well that will be useful for me I guess” he explains calmly. It was amazing calm his voice, “so tell me why would you do this for me?” he asks briefly tilting his head calmly
