#coldwelding

"Good evening, my dear doctor." Scott started with a little smug wave. "I can't believe you're outside of the town's walls. Alone. Wasn't it you who was pushing so hard for everybody to stay inside those?"

"A suggestion, not an outright rule. I can draw lines in the sand, but there are going to be times where we have to cross them. I will not fault myself nor anyone who chooses to do so." Legundo answered, doing his best to keep his voice steady. To not let his vocal chords betray the absolute rage that screamed through him. Every second Scott was still in his vision was a blight on his consciousness. Scott merely shrugged and settled further into his fancy chair.

"Well, I was just raising a question. No need to start biting me like a dog, doctor." Scott gestured to the contents on the table. "In fact, how funny! I was just about to start eating my dinner with the coven. Since they haven't arrived yet, why don't you take a seat and help yourself?" It was only then Legundo noticed the table was filled with a dozen plates that were all varying shapes and sizes.

Each and every one was filled with hunks of meat and blood. 

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and a few extra funny screenshots below the cut!