#ask sero

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'Phone call, right, yeah that's a thing. Oops.' She was fidgeting with the necklace she wore after having cleaned up everything, stopping nearby Sero to stand there for a few minutes, watching him clean off his knife. "Yeah, I know, I just haven't seen ya in a while or been to visit, and curiosity got the better of me so I wandered in without thought and--" She cuts herself off as she stares at him silently for a second, glancing behind him. Did she want to see? Instinct said no but.. morbid curiosity... She seemed unsure with which to go with. "I.. don't know.."

"Then go home" If she wasn't sure, then she shouldn't be here. Shouldn't be hanging around him. This was a dark path to walk along and if she wasn't invested 100% then she was in for a rough ride. He turned away after that, maybe feeling just a touch disappointed.

[askmurderplier]

-Investigate Further-

"Well that's... odd..." Frost tucks the container of cookies under her arm as she slowly steps further into the room. Might not be.. the best idea to go in when he doesn't seem to be home, but curiosity was getting the best of her at the moment..

The entire place is covered ceiling to floor, all the furniture, everything. The further she goes in the more plastic rustles underfoot until eventually finding the black trenchcoat she's hunting for, amidst a large amount of red splattered all around. There's a sudden freeze and tense in his body, head turning to the side slightly. Caught in the act- She's in a very dangerous place.... Without even time for a blink, there's a rush of air, her back hits the wall, pressure on her shoulder and something sharp against her throat, mere milliseconds away from cutting into it as he realizes who it is. "............... Frost." He stares for a moment before letting go and backing off, a look of absolutely unhinged psychosis on his face, in his eyes. He breaks a smile but its full of shock and held back confused anger. "What are you fucking doing? .... You nearly got yourself filleted like a goddamn fish... " --The look that inspired this, go check this artist out theyre amazing! --

[askmurderplier]

Hey Sero! It's been a little bit, just wanted to stop in and say hi, see how you've been doing and all that.

Also brought some cookies and snacks along with me too in case you're hungry or anything-

--No one appears to be home.... The place is covered in plastic wrap, every inch. The walls, the floors, the furniture...

No sign of him... --

> Investigate further > Leave > Call out louder

[askmurderplier]

She watches him wipe off the door. "Listen, I'm not trying to-" She fumbles to catch the packet of wipes tossed to her, almost dropping it but managing to keep grip on it, straightening back up and holding it in her hands. "-get myself thrown in jail. I just wanted to come visit, I like talking with ya-" A thumbs up is her response on being told to not touch anything, following behind him slowly as she keeps aware of where she was stepping and touching. "Best I can be, I mean, honestly haven't been doing too much in my life lately. Writing some things, drawing some things, but other than that, just the usual. How about you?" She redirects the question to him, curious on if it was also the usual with him, or if he'd been up to anything new lately.

He pauses to glance back at her, an eyebrow raising, then gesturing to the rather gruesome display amidst the kitchen. A once yellow white and blue paint job now a visceral deep red, pools of it everywhere and a corpse laying face up on the kitchen counter. "Well.. Other than this asshat deciding to spit on my shoe as his last word, I've been... well.. busy~" He gestures with a smirk to the mess of a display he's made. "I'll be moving out once this is cleaned up though, just for the record- I'll let you know once I settle in to the new place-"

[askmurderplier]

The tug given to pull her inside causes a startled squeak-like sound to slip from her, a stumble in her step before she quickly straightens up and recovers from the stumble. A huff follows as she smooths out the front of her shirt, giving him a side-eye glance from the comment. "No, I am not, and sorry for being loud, just hadn't visited in a while and-" She pauses, looking around for a moment, then slowly exhales looking down at her hands, then looking back up at him. She was wearing gloves, yes, but they were a pair of finger-less ones. "Kiiiiind of?" She lets out a nervous chuckle.

He gives a heavy sigh. "gonna get yer ass thrown in jail at this rate-" He huffs heading in, grabbing up a packet of wet wipes and going back out to the door to wipe the whole thing down before coming back in, tossing the packet to her. "There. Don't touch anything. If you do, clean it." He shook his head a bit but ventured off to the kitchen. "Has been a while, you been keeping out of trouble?"

[askmurderplier]

A knock is heard from the door, shuffling following it soon after. Frost was stood on the other side, her usual outfit adorning herself, a bounce in her step as she was shifting in place. It'd been a while since she had stopped by, and she was looking forward to be able to stop by again. "Serrrooooo, open the dooooooor-"

There's no answer at first, the place is a boarded up abandoned hellhole, maybe he moved? Makes sense to keep on the move with his line of 'work'. Thankfully it's not the case quite yet, he still has a need for the little rundown shack of a house he's squatting in. There's movement by a window, checking to see who it is and make sure she wasn't followed before the door opens enough to tug her inside and close behind. "The fuck are you? Anna from Frozen? Don't be so loud." hmph- He fixes his glasses and stands up straight before moving inside. "I'm in the middle of some clean up- so uh.. bit of a mess right now...." He paused, looked back "You wearing gloves?"

[askmurderplier]

Number 39

Places I'd like to visit?

Hmmm Always wante to visit the grand canyon... Maybe take a picnic.. And a rope... and say hi to some strangers Sitting on the edge of the cliffside admiring the view enjoy a sandwich... and watch the strangers dangle by their ankles screaming for help they'll never get until the aneurism from all the blood in their head kills them after 34 minutes... ............ Also France. I hear Paris is nice.

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30

Hmm favorite song.. Would have to be Twisted by MISSIO https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rxf06itUFuE&ab_channel=Neshi Quite the headbopper~