#askdaddydearest

[its-for-the-greater-good]

" I knew if i kept my eye on you long enough he'd let me catch you... You're my favorite type of anomaly to kill... "

@askdaddydearest

//AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

Whitty turned around, a jolt of a adrenaline flowing through him. Him and DD were in a more empty part of The Greater Good. "What'ta hell are y'on 'bout?! I ain't jus' gon' let'cha kill me!"

[papapurest]

Hey psst, hey look at me

(@askdaddydearest)

“Who-” {Jeb recognizes the voice and growls. Of course, one of his first visitors just had to be Luis Dearest. How did he even find his address this quickly?! He can’t attack the demon without cause, however- even angels have rules. So he turns to the source of the voice, a scowl on his face.} “Mr. Dearest.. what are you doing here?”

[papapurest]

Hey, Bird boy, you doing alright? Some anons told me you weren't doing so ho- I mean, very well

*he approached him, looking rather concerned*

(@askdaddydearest )

“Luis.. H-hii..” [The door opens a peek- already, Luis can see Jeb’s state. His hair is messy and some of his extra eyes have appeared on his unfurled wings.] “Aha.. ha.. sorry you have to see me like this..” {Jeb steps back to let Luis in- which is unexpected, seeing as how the demon tended to bug him, why would this time be any different? Maybe Jeb was feeling nice.}

{Sickness M!A 3/8}

[blisterinballista]

That angst actually kinda hurt <\3/lh/nm/gen/pos

-DD mod

i am the angst king. im the baddest boy

[blisterinballista]

*Heavy steps could be heard nearby, as a tall purple figure, eyes blaring red and a toothpick hanging from it's mouth approached Blitzer, it was Luis, his hands on his pockets, his usual smile plastered on his face, he spoke with venom on his tone*

Say... Are you the lil' bitch who's been talking shit about me?

(@askdaddydearest)

ooc; THE BAD BOYS ARE FIGHTINGGG

"Hm..? Oh, ohh! Eyy, Lucy! I was jus' talkin' 'bout ya 'ere! Wha's good, eh?"

The words themselves might come off as chippy, but everything else, going from his tone and uncaring grin, to how far Blitz had to bend down just to see eye-to-eye with the man... Could only be described as condescending.