closed event starter for @auroraedouard. warnings for very mild body horror.
the bloody eclairs. this was … slightly annoying.
the demon flexed his hands, momentarily impressed by the sheen of black on the tip of his dagger-sharp nails. tasteful. the flower that had once been on his lapel was crushed under his foot as he walked, unhurried. he was sure his hair was mussed up now, the horns now protruding, the shape of his skull now changed. so what — he was a little taller, a little pointier, and it's not like it was his fault he had to walk around like this. come on, now. let him test elias' open heart.
krit hummed, catching his reflection in a shattered window and rubbing his chin a little. as he rounded the corner, someone screeched in fear and he just shrugged. he took to walking along the ceiling, unperturbed by gravity, to avoid the swinging suits of armor and the tree on a warpath.
but what he didn't want to deal with were the shoot-first-ask-questions-later heroes.
taking a different corridor, the sound of iron man's repulsor's melting into the din, he saw a figure in the distance blocking his way — human. and small.
"i come in peace," he said, putting his hands up, and beginning to walk down from the ceiling, across the wall, to the floor. "let me pass and the night will be over soon enough."
