[And as the night wind flows, a familiar voice calls out.]
C-Circuit!!! Where are youu?? ÓnÒ
Circuittt?? ;;>'д<
[Heavy boots follow, almost reluctant to even continue to walk.]
[It's very obviously Butcher and Prot....Beau didn't even come. How pathetic...]
[a teary eyed circuit sat in the back of an alley, upon hearing their voices, she’d hiss in annoyance, tail lashing. Ofcourse they’d come to get her, not beau, why would it ever be beau? She’s too busy with karat now.]
Go away.













