❛ TENTACLES, ❜ he begins, reassuring, as much as his thin, hollow voicewould allow. He stares down at the wriggling mass, the limbs forever stained a SICKLY, VENOMOUS GREEN. Without so much as a blink, Lovecraft willed them back inside his arm, and they SLITHERED and CREEPED back underneath his skin, all the while his flesh BUBBLED to the point where it threatened to BURST. An ounce of pain never plagued the man’s dour face once.
Not even as a human hand reformed, SINEW AND ALL. Fingers flexed, and a trembling wave of CACAESTHESIA WASHED OVER him, if only briefly, as it always had, and how it always would.
Lovecraft turned his head in a rigid, mechanical manner, locking eyes with the other. Human assumptions were often humorous, but not a single laugh escaped pallid lips. ❛ I am not…any of those things, I’m afraid… ❜
❛ oh. ❜ a short response could be the only thing provided by the escort, as he hadn’t witnessed such a thing in a very long time. dwelling within the underworld, you see a lot of strange stuff, but never once has someone like this turned up-- he did hope that he hadn’t anything against the underworld, as he seemed like he’d be a tough guy to beat.
❛ so... what kind of things can you do with those things ? they look slimy and gross but i bet they’re helpful ! you can probably reach things easier and grab stuff in high places... ! maybe you can even use those things as extra arms to hold stuff when cooking an’ cleaning ! the best part is that you can rub them in someone else’s face to hear all the funny weird noises they make ! slither, slither, slither !~ ❜
and so, he kept rambling.
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