#false-majesty

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❍ ⧼   The Beast’s claws tapped rhythmically upon the worn stone armrest…

   Tick tick tick tick tick…   –Then settled after a moment…   tick tick tick…   –Then shortly resumed their irritated tattoo.

   For the time being, his chair is steeped in dense, impenetrable darkness– yet when the demon finally opens his eyes, they glitter wickedly in the dark to a light and life of their own. Red and white-pink, they seek the source of your disruption and settle heavily upon your comparably modest stature. The creature exhales a rasping sigh through its open mouth, and a white-gray cloud of smoke escapes from somewhere that was vaguely beneath the creature’s eyes.

   Once again, aside from the demon’s unearthly glowing eyes and slowly burning flaming eyebrows, you can’t see a thing.

   Which is why you can hardly stifle the cry of genuine fear that escapes you when you feel rather than see one of the creature’s tendrils wrap harshly round your leg and YANK you to the ground. Still without speaking, the demon pulls you closer, and though you cannot see his smile you know he’s grinning at your feeble attempts to free yourself– you can hear his teeth gritting together in a maniac’s snarl. Furthermore, you hear his claws grow still once more upon the armrest only to suddenly scrape harshly against the stone– the motion sending a small shower of sparks in its wake.

   Now you’re close enough to see the demon’s face by the light of his unearthly glowing eyes and flaming eyebrows, and his hellish, inhuman gaze fixates upon you as he bends down to grasp you by the front of your shirt and hoist you to your feet.

   ❝Hell-o… What have we here?❞ he rasped quietly, his voice soft in the silence if only so you’re struck with terror at the real danger in this situation as you dangle helplessly in his grasp– so many feet above the throne room floor. You know his voice could so easily shake the very citadel itself, if he had a mind to raise it when addressing you. Yet, for some reason he does not.

   At least.. not yet….

She hasn’t had a hug in a while, or from her father in particular. Her arms are too small to embrace him fully, but she tries.

Response to this from @false-majesty

:☾:His response to her couldn’t have been more lackluster. She had expected praise. Expected her master to come back and be ready to take his throne again and continue with the high ground she had delivered to him in his absence. After all, Rick was fine now. He was out and she had even ordered his lab to be cleaned as a favor for both him and Aku.

But instead of her great lord, some... quiet creature was standing in the throne room, thinking. His demeanor was all wrong. His voice not what it should have been. That soft tone was usually reserved for certain moments, but not one like this.

“...”

She was thanked, but it appeared more like his mind was on other things. Ren was slowly growing to accept that there was a new companion to Aku that would take up his time from her. But there was one thing that for some time now had been itching the back of her mind. And during Aku’s absence to remain at Rick’s side that itch became more like a nagging thought that was becoming more and more reasonable.

“...Of course, Master.”

“Your rule is my command. I am to uphold your rule after all.” Don’t get snippy, Ren. Sure, she didn’t understand the fine details of caring for others beyond certain situations. To her, if someone was no longer in danger you stopped worrying. But it seemed the whole situation was weighing on Aku in some way.

“...Should I leave you? I feel as if you need time with your... therapist.” Her words would spoken cautiously, aiming to make it sound more like genuine concern than the snide remark she had in her head.

She was miffed. And probably once she walked out of the throne room she would be pissed. To be brushed off like this. A pathetic “Thank you” to what she had done. She didn’t have to do anything. She could have let the servant run rampant as the lord was away. Could have let people listen to the rumors that began to spread. But no. She controlled the servants and slaves. Snuffed out any rumors and tellers that spoke ill against her master and the situation transpiring.

Hell, she felt she had the citadel running a bit better than he had in some time. Machine production was up. Offerings had been collected and she even had a few sacrifices to Aku as well.

And even in the short time she had known Rick, she had even cleaned up HIS messes.

Grey tuffs poked out from under her thick black hair as she rolled a shoulder, letting her joint crack softly.

She deserved more than a tired “thank you”. She deserved a helluva lot fucking more.

the portal slipped out of existence and the green light ━   now a glow he found so comforting, dissipated in the midst of the foreboding dark lighting.  his prior knowledge on the dimension was minimal and far less than what he was comfortable with, but what kind of SCIENTIST would he be if he wasn’t willing to pull in a little legwork? 

he wasn’t sure what to expect, but he doubted it would be anything good.   there must be a reason why his grandfather chose to come to the same place so many times, and he intended to seek it out. so with a cautious step, he started forward.

//yeah I was actually low key hoping you'd show up but it's cool that you didn't ;; I'll definitely be streaming other movies in the future! The next one is prob gonna be the Shining right around Halloween.

AHHH I HIGHKEY WISH I SHOWED UP NOW JNDJSNJ 

The child put a hand in her mouth as she spoke, her other hand staying by her side. “I think if you can reach the mountain....that you’re so tall as a building. Even the biggest building ever....Are you a shapeshifter building? Skyscraper. RIght, Mr. Skyscraper? What does that mean.....scraper. I hope the sky doesn’t get hurt.” During her musings, Dana was staring up at Aku with wide eyes and excitement lighting her face. @false-majesty