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We’ll keep him here so he’s force to eat my home cooked human foods. We will break his hunting habit.
But if things get bad. I suggest eating the doctor…
Hey! warum ich? I strongly suggest chase. Sorry mein friend.
Me?!
That is a good idea.
Maybe to help stop the need for hunting we can get him some toys he can attack.
fi̋r̿sͅt̰̔ o̊f̺f̼ ͔ͮI̞'̨̺m̷̽ ̦ͧ͏n̈́o̯͟ț̽ ͧà ͣ̕c̷̲a͋t̖̄͟.̀ ̏s̽ḙ͡c̴̖ͥo̷n͖̄d ̮̐͝I̋͘ ͊͠ḍon̯̊͜'͇͟t ̳̉li̻͏k̵͓e̵̪̒ ͟ṫḩi͔̐s͓̿.͏
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She stares at the door for a few minutes embarrassed. Questioning her methods and wishing she never upset the man.
Hey, I’m sorry about my introduction. I was just trying to intimidate you. you see I’m not an officer but I do work for a detective. He wanted me to see if I could get anything out of you. As you can tell my methods need uh work. But I told him I didn’t think you’re guilty of anything. He’s very determined though but uh…..I’d still like to get to know you someday….she blushed regretting that last part.
I mean….I know your busy I’ll go. I’ll tell my boss there was no signs you did anything.
"Appreciated." Is the last thing heard from the other side of the door. He's already packing things up to leave though. Detective or not, his safe house is no longer safe and he and Finch need to move- ...damn... his poor pigeons. Oh well. They'll be fine. There's no more response from his end, even if she yells and knocks. He's got stuff to do.
What if. I had a machine gun and you had a spoon. Would I have the upper hand then?
No. I t'ink yer fergettin de important fact dat I'm completely intangible. Ye can't lay a finger on me. And if I wanted ye dead, I could just snap me fingers and yer neck would follow suit. And now I'm staertin' ta t'ink ye got a d̸͕̦̼́̕͠e̵͕͔̾͒͜a̸̫͖̺̓̽̾t̵͇͉͇͊͊͘h̵͇͔͓̓͋̀ w̵̺̘͊̈́̿i̸̻̞̪̒͝s̵̻͍͇͆͑͆h̸͕̘̝̒̀͒
Or…we should just cage him. Keep him chained up in a boxed cage till he cooperates.
I think it’s about time we stop going easy on him. Let’s see how he likes being the puppet >:)
that's also a good idea!
*Marvin makes a cage appear around anti and quickly put down a ring of salt.*
there that should hold him for a while.
*anti smiles evilly as he stairs at marvin*
m̵̭͕̈́͑̐̕a̷̡̪͈̹̽̏̿͘ġ̶̢̡̈́̄i̴͙͠c̴̼̞̯͚̈́̔̉͌ȋ̴̭̠̥̬̀͋̋̅ã̴̢̅͝͝n̷̰͍̝̟̹̈́̈́ ̸̛̙̼̬̼̺̏́͆ą̸̧͍̹̜͗̋͑m̴̛͓̱a̷̧͔͋i̵͍̼̳͉͛͛͘d̷̺͔̊̔̕ĕ̸͉͆̍̚ä̵̫͚́ç̵̙̠̩̊͌̈́̿͘h̸͚̋͊̍,̷̹̻͊̽̃ͅ ̷̡̫͎͈̝̓͛ẗ̸̲͙́̍̋͝ḁ̸̡͈̠̙́͌͑̀ ̴̡͆̇͋ą̴̰͚̜͍̽̏ ̴͙̪͇̿f̶͙͍̲̠̯͑̏̽̃h̷̰͈̩̠͗̆̃i̷̺̒o̵̲͈̦͖̅̿͋̊͊ś̷̭͈̊ ̸͇͓͊͐̌a̶̪͈̝̍̊̀̊͑ǵ̵̲͚̆̕a̴̙̚t̶̫̀̓ ̸̧̳͖̤͑̿͑̿m̶̛̼̐̍̀͝o̶̱͂̋̀ ̶̠͍̫̟̍̆c̵̞̩̔ͅh̸̪͕͇̋̐͑͗̀ư̵̰̟̳͚̊̔̆m̴̧̱͇͗͋̄ḣ̸̛̞̫̭̝̰̋ạ̸́̌̆͑̕c̶̞͙̜̪͈̀h̷̥͒̍̑̐̿t̵̢̩̩͇̫̍.̵̟̻̝̖̟̎ ̵̫̯̔͂͝g̸͈͚̳͍͑̾̂̈͐o̸̧̓̾͊̏ ̴̡̼̅͑̆l̸̞̞̗̰̊̃̒͆ṵ̷̈̄͝a̸̛̻͊̉ṭ̶̈́̽h̵̯̖̞̍̃̓̽ͅͅ ̷͔̀̌́b̵̳̬͕̹̗̍́ȩ̵̡̨͙͊̓̀̈́i̷͇͂d̶̮̹̫̮̱̄͋̅h̴͓͎̉͝͠ ̵̏̈̐̚͘ͅt̶̢͇̙͛̾͗͋͠ứ̶̥̜͔̹̅͒͠ ̸̻͔̠̓͗͜͠a̵͈̻̜͚̍͗ ̶̛̙͒̐̃t̶̪̞̮̑̋̋h̷̳̃̂̆ȃ̷̖̞̞b̶̗̟́̆h̶͙̎̄ạ̴͙̼͙̽̓͘͝i̸̡̗̲͂̕r̴̪̖̗͈͆͐̒̽t̸̲̙̯̓̐̓ ̷̺͙̲͠s̸̹͉͈̲̰̆̽͗̑u̸̡͙̽̓̈́͠a̵̜̟̿s̸̥̅̍͑ ̶̨̦͓̜̍̈́r̵̢̪̼̍̊͘ͅͅi̸̯̪̩̤͋ą̸̛̼̐́̊l̴̹͍̪̃̂̚ú̸̱̣̖̪̥̐ ̴̛̦̎͒a̶̤̝̠̓͗͜n̵̖̱̆̊̓͝ ̴̬̘̩̆̀͝͝͝d̶̨̻̠̣̝̄̎̍̑ȍ̴̫̺̗͎ř̸̢̛̥̻̪̠ċ̸̫̰̫̈́̀̋͝ḧ̶̝a̴͈͚̎́̾͒͐ď̸̟͒̌a̴͔̣͂s̵̭͙̈́ ̶̧̢̡̭́̐͠a̴̺̲̤̤͋̚͝͠g̵̹̤͇̫̝̈́̆͗̚u̸̹̝̝͒̽͗̈́s̵̲̺̥̀̾ ̸̘̱̇͑̊͝t̷̒͑͘ͅi̵̤̯͌̚͝ͅt̴̙̯̀í̵̖̘͚̳͔̏̽͋͝m̵̮͑̈́̓̓ ̶͉́̊̓ä̴̠̘͚͎́̓̎̒ŗ̵̹̌͆ ̴̭̚͠ạ̷͇̃̌̇̈͜i̷̫͇͇̎͒̍̇ŝ̶͓̼̮̉ ̶̮̮̝̑͛ḭ̴̅̌̕ ̵̭͍͙͌g̴͈̻̼̪͕̐̅͑̔̊e̸̤̰̒̅a̵̧̝̖͎̎͑͊̅͆l̸̺̀̇͐͜͠ͅţ̸̧̮͊̄͂̑́a̷͈̣̜͛c̸̛̦̈́́̔ḧ̷̻́͗ţ̸̻̗̲̤̈́â̶͉̖̽͝.̷̯̔͐̓
“Oh you can call me Karah. I’m kinda new around here. I wish you were staying so we could get to know each other more but I know you’re in a hurry so I won’t stop you. But you have to promise to visit!” (Maybe then I’ll have more pigeon doodles :3)
"Karah, a pleasure! I...wish I was staying here too but alas- if everyone is going to swing by knocking on my door asking if a serial killer lives here then it's not very safe to stay is it-" He pauses, spotting movement outside and wanders over to a window peering through the closed curtain - huh..... What are those two doin-.... Oh.. OH!... "Actually-......" A smirk forms on his face as he watches the altercation between Brooke and Frost unfold "It would appear I might be able to stay after all~"
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Maybe what we need to help you break out of your hunting habit is a good ol’ therapy session.
*sits down on couch with a pen and a notebook*
So tell me. What is it you enjoy so much about hunting people?
i̵t̶s̵ ̸h̵a̷r̷d̸ ̵t̸o̵ ̵e̶x̸p̶l̶a̷i̴n̴.̶.̸.̸
*anti puts his hand on his chin as he thinks.*
i̸ ̷g̴u̶e̸s̸s̴ ̴y̷o̶u̵ ̴c̷a̷n̴ ̸s̸a̴y̶ ̷i̴t̵'̴s̶ ̸t̴h̷e̵ ̸t̷h̸r̸i̸l̶l̵ ̴o̴f̸ ̸i̵t̸ ̷a̵l̴l̷.̶ ̵t̵h̷e̸n̶ ̴t̷h̴e̶r̴e̵ ̶i̶s̴ ̸t̶r̶y̷i̶n̶g̴ ̶t̵o̵ ̸a̶n̴t̶i̵c̶i̶p̸a̸t̵e̶ ̶w̷h̶e̴r̶e̴ ̴s̵o̸m̸e̵o̴n̷e̵ ̴w̶o̵u̷l̴d̷ ̸g̵o̵.̶ ̴w̸i̴l̸l̷ ̴t̶h̷e̶y̸ ̴h̵i̸d̸e̴?̸ ̷m̷a̸y̸b̵e̷ ̷t̶h̷e̵y̵ ̶w̸o̴u̵l̶d̸ ̸s̷c̷a̵l̵e̸ ̸t̸h̷e̶ ̸w̸a̵l̴l̵?̵ ̴h̸o̴w̸ ̶m̵u̷c̵h̷ ̵f̶i̵g̸h̸t̷ ̴w̷i̶l̵l̶ ̷t̴h̴e̵y̸ ̶p̵u̵t̵ ̷u̸p̸ ̶w̷h̴e̷n̷ ̵I̷ ̶g̷e̵t̵ ̴t̸h̷e̴m̸.̴
*anti's stomach growls from just the thought of another hunt.*
l̵e̶t̸s̷ ̶n̵o̸t̶ ̶f̶o̸r̵g̸e̵t̷ ̷t̷h̶e̶ ̴s̵o̶u̵n̶d̸s̴ ̴a̸n̸d̷ ̴t̴h̴e̵ ̸t̵a̴s̸t̸e̴.̴
*anti's eyes go black as he tilt his head to the side just a bit.*
a̷n̷d̵ ̴w̷h̷e̴n̷ ̴i̷ ̶g̸e̷t̴ ̸o̸n̵e̶ ̷t̵h̵a̶t̷ ̵i̸s̸ ̴w̵o̶r̴t̷h̴ ̸t̷h̴e̸ ̵h̵u̶n̵t̸.̴ ̶s̶o̷m̷e̶o̴n̶e̵ ̵t̵h̷a̵t̷ ̷p̷u̶t̸s̶ ̸a̸l̵l̸ ̸m̶y̷ ̴s̸k̷i̵l̶l̵s̸ ̸t̷o̵ ̴t̴h̵e̴ ̸t̶e̵s̴t̸ ̵a̶n̸d̷ ̵f̴o̸r̴ ̴t̴h̶e̷m̸ ̶t̸o̶ ̶a̴l̶s̸o̷ ̵f̶i̶g̸h̸t̷ ̶b̷a̶c̴k̴.̵
*anti smile turns wicked*
Whoa hold up! I leave for a second and someone is sneaking in human meat!
*grabs taser* where are they! Don’t they know he’s on a strict diet!
"Now now let's calm down for a bit."
*Jameson take the taser*
I can get away with anything….coward…..
-His smi̸̘̙͐̾͛r̵̡̡̐̈́͜͝k̵͍͇̞͐͐͐ broadens. Oh... poking the bear are we? Wo̵̟͉̟̒̿̈́ǹ̴͍͓͚͠͝d̵̘͉̾͑̿erful. An excuse~ Not that he ever needed one in the first place. Brooke's vision begins to blur around the edges as he stares them down, reality distorting, gli̴͕̺̫͆̓͝t̸̙̘͍́̀͘c̴͙̞͉̾͐͠hing, a horrible buzzing in the ears as darkness begins to seep from his very visage. Eyes begin to tunnel vision directly on him, refusing the ability to look away. His feet lift from the floor, hovering in place as po̵̢̻̼͆̈́w̸̙͕͒͐̓er radiates around him in a horrible vibration that ra̵̦̼̦̐̈́̈́t̵̟̪͒͋̚͜t̴͙̟̻̽̒͘l̵̙͚̝͐̾̀es everything inside the body. A c̸͎̝͋̿̚o̴̝͉̠̒͆͊w̸̫̼͕͒͋͠á̵͕͇͇͑r̴̻͔̝̒̀̚d̸͉͓͕̔̈́͐ huh? With the c̵̢̦͍͛̿͝r̵̞͓͎̾̚͘u̵̡̞͚̿͑n̵̞̼͔̽̀͒c̸̘̦͚͆̈́͠h̸̢̟͕̔̾ of bones snapping, it's not likely Brooke will be calling him that again... And if anyone else dare to try... they will suffer a similar fate and one perhaps not as swi̸̠̺̽͠͝f̵͎͇̿̽̿͜t as a broken neck.-
