#voidedjoy

[lcvetv]

He has a bad feeling about this. It feels like his wires are all twisted up, tugging at each other deep in his gut until he feels sick.

It's the same feeling he had back when--

But what choice does he have? He's headed for the trash heap any day now. No matter how hard he works, no matter how much he loves his family, there will always be someone newer. Better. Brighter.

He's 【ｏｂｓｏｌｅｔｅ】.

He needs this.

"It's a deal!"

"What do you want to see first? The ≋W≋O≋R≋L≋D≋ ≋O≋F≋ ≋T≋V≋ is at your command! Anything for you, Mr.-- ! ...what-- what should I call my mysterious new sponsor?"

@voidedjoy .

[salvenged]

(voidedjoy) ‘ don’t get blood on my floor. ’ - for Sera <3

@voidedjoy

All   he   gets   at   first   is   a humored little   huff,   and   it's . . .   surprisingly   lighthearted.   They   suppose   there's   always   bound   to   be   similarities   in   variants,   but   the   amount   of   times   she's   heard   her   own   nag   her   relentlessly . . .

"Xerox,   you're   getting   blood   all   over   the   floors!"    "--   Ugh,   Xerox   you've   gotten   blood   on my   favorite   vest."    "--   Xerox,   the   carpets! --"

Of   course,   there   was   the   one   time   he   didn't   nag   her . . .

She   had   gotten   fairly   good,   in   her   own   defense,   at   keeping   him   completely   gore   free   when   she   worked.   Even   when   he   remained   in   the   same   room!   Oh but   he'd   get   in   a   huff   over   the   smallest   speck of splatter   here   or   there. So to hear him here, now, with such a familiar order.   It   was . . .   familiar.   Shaking   her   head   she   continues.

❛   O   ye   of   little   faith...   ❜   She   begins, grin ever present.   ❛   You   have   nothing   to   worry   about,   I   assure   you.   ❜

Best   to   leave   the   rest   up   to   speculation,   being distracted so foolishly by sentimentality   was   a   sure-fire   way   to   be   killed.