#evilpersonified

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💚: Is a little jealous of them.

“Heeeheeeheee! So you  a c k n o w l e d g e  that  A K U  is the superior being!”

💓: Is intimidated by them, but wants to be friends with them.

“Y e s …  You would seek friendship with Aku.”

How long has it been this time? 

Asking himself before scrambling for any tool of time, he could manage from his work bench. Without any interruptions Flug could find himself working six or even seven days in a row without realizing. “I have been at this for three days?!” Not as bad as he thought. Creating a dimension teleporter certainly made time fly. What was even more alarming than that was the lack of the eldritch. Usually by this time in the afternoon Black Hat would have come by to see how things were progressing. Maybe even give him a hard time about something? Don’t tell me he is mad about something again. I guess I should check up on him. Since it would appear his working binge had put him ahead of schedule he thought it would be in his best interest to check up on the businessman. The last thing the doctor needed was a sour hat on his hands. 

It wouldn’t take long for him to stroll down the halls and to Black Hat’s main office. Giving a soft knock on the rather quiet door. Without effort the structure crept open. “Black Hat, are you alright? I haven’t seen you in a few days. What has been going on?” Staring at the massive, tall red office chair that faced away from him. Did he fall asleep playing Mario Kart again? 

                   ❝ what? are you serious? ❞ he gulped a bit, hands                     figiting with each other.. this guy.. had a strong                     presence... he inhaled a bit.

      He wasn’t usually so silent. He’s been working so hard on the device he had made with another Flug. Trying to perfect it, make sure it runs just right without complications. Though, he would do this between projects and keeping it hidden from Black Hat’s watchful eye usually, he’s pretty proud of this project.

      The doctor decides to give it a test run, making sure he remembered the numbers he had jotted down some time ago so he’d be able to come back here. But..what should he put down in the meantime? Just random numbers? Well--technically that’s the only option he has. Sort of. Aside from the numbers of his other alternate, new ones were pretty much the answer. Messing with the device that’s similar to a wrist watch, as soon as he activated it, Flug had this horrid feeling in his stomach. Oh boy yeah--it still needs some major fixes!

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It was a strange, peculiar scent. Though it wasn’t as unusual as the top-hat renegade she’d spotted. Despite every other instinct telling her to heed wind and be cautious--Summer felt like throwing that ‘sneaking bullshit’ behind her. She wasn’t an assassin anymore, she had a nice apartment....A lot more money to go on. Luckily old Samuel--that sneaky snake--still provided her lodging so long as she snagged things for him every now and then.

And while this guy looked like he had interesting baubles in his pockets--it just wasn’t worth the effort dragging out the skill required to pickpocket.