#asking...

almost there...just needed to gather a few more things and he can finally be on his way. it wouldn’t be too much longer. after all, the next full moon will be soon, and he needed to get everything he could before it’s over...while turning a corner, he didn’t expect to see....the red haired one. the medium. a lady he hasn’t seen in a minute.

alice.

RUN! GET AWAY FROM ME -

how dare she stand in his way, trying to stop him. how dare she even pull water like that out on him. it doesn't hurt completely, but it does BURN enough for him to hiss…he only comes back forward, roaring in alice's face.

How annoying.

I suppose I should take my leave before you damage more of this precious body.

{They float further back, green enveloping them}

Try not to kill anyone while I'm gone. I want to see it

y e s .

l e a v e.

GET AWAY.

what a coward. leaving so quickly. what a COWARD. only one little scratch and they're already gone. how p a t h e t i c. they could just tear him in half if he didn't leave so quickly, but no matter…he was already gone, leaving them in the midst of their frustration.

Such a shame that someone as mighty you will fall like this. I expected...more.

{They move backwards, floating as they avoid the King. They may enjoy poking at him, but they didn't have a death wish by staying close}

But then again, how far would an Arthur of all people go anyway? {They chuckle, bringing a lit cigar to their lips, billowing more smoke afterwards}

They're not known for being in prime condition, after all~

GET OUT GET O U T GET OU T-

it's like a nightmare, but rage filling him all at once. he's not himself, barely even there in the moment, only focusing on reaching out and trying to kill whatever was in front of him, smoke burning his nostrils…why is he here. WHY IS HE HERE.

he tries to get in close, with his razor-sharp hair striking fast, trying to get him yet again.

a deep growl slips through his lips , followed by his tongue lolling out , fangs exposed…it's like an entire void of a mouth , no end . . .

{Green smoke creeps from their mouth with each word, a fanged smile twisting their lips}

Such a sad sight for one so mighty. But, c'est la vie~

s u n s p o t . . .

it's hard to tell if he really processed what was said or not . . . but either way he didn't look too happy. his wide golden HARSH icy blue gaze was staring at the green smoke around them as the panic had begun to set in , making him grab onto his head in sheer p a i n -

GREEN GREEN GREEN G R E E N