"To be a warrior, one must start at the very bottom, dear. Now, my incubus is covered in filth and requires a bath. Do be certain he washes behind his ears " (I'm sorry hahahaha not)
Unprompted Ask || Always Accepting
Karlach looked out the window on her way to her next degrading job. She wondered how long it would take to hit the ground from this height - and would it hurt? Either way, it seemed a much better end to her day than what awaited her at the end of the hall. But the wounds from her last insubordination still stung...
"Just grit your teeth... Ignore him... Just get in and out as quick as you can, Karlach..." She muttered to herself as she made her way to the boudoir. She really didn't want to know what kind of filth donned an incubus...
She burst in without so much as an invitation or a greeting as she reached for her well-used axe. She didn't even look at the creature in the baths as she swiped up a nearby sponge and began to tie it to the end of the handle. Well, Raphael never said she had to be up close and personal about it...
Karlach prodded at him with her makeshift scrubber, holding it as close to the blade as she could to provide the most distance. "Utter a single fucking word to me, and I'll use the other end."
