Chief Advisor, Right-Hand Man, etc. to π»ππππ πππ @Switched_Petals |β οΈ| {Trigger Warnings: Language, Gore, Bigotry, Lewd, Drug-Use} #OCRP #Fake 18+
Joined September 2020
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Thatβs real?
It sounds made up.
If it were anyone else,
he would think it would be bullshit.
The Boss doesnβt joke.
βClear.β
Frowning at him having to do that.
He would rather not lock her up in the first place.
βIβll be on the lookout.β
Heβll keep an eye on her.
βBoss.ββ
He frowns at that.
βShe got lucky.β
She wonβt be lucky again.
Anything moreβ¦
βI had to dispose of some flowers.β
Stop before the Boss sabbatical hit the streets.
He scents the air,
Then looks around them.
Making sure theyβre alone.
His paranoia at work.
βBoss, I called-
Instantly stands at attention.
She sounds like the Boss.
She smells like the Boss.
She looks like the Boss.
So she must be the Boss.
βI ran into a witch.
Sheβs able to change her looks.β
Ignore his almost healed chest wound.
Itβs a work in progress.
Heβs been rubbing the salve on his chest.
It wasnβt a dud.
The wounds have finally started to heal up.
Piece of shit.
The wound still festers,
His skin an array of purple.
He picks at the corners of it.
More fresh than it should be.
It /should/ be gone by now.
Violet eyes~
Violet eyes~
She couldnβt help but leave a friendly reminder.
Heβs tempted to shift.
His instincts are telling him thatβs a shitty idea.
Parts of his clothes torn, singed from the blast.
He manages to put a jacket over.
Canβt be letting the flowers know heβs injured.
Shit.
He managed to get up to his feet.
His breathing ainβt gotten any better.
Impatiently waiting for his healing to kick in.
He manages to walk.
His skin, does not look pretty.
His insides, he ignores.
An ache that keeps festering.
Not dying just yet.
She did a numberβ
They say one shouldnβt play with their food,
But if he didnβt,
He wouldnβt have discovered this.
Out in town.
This was the last time
he heard from the Boss.
Heβs out here now.
Trying to catch any scent.
Any trail.
She was /wrong/.
In his gut, he knows that.
Did she hang up on him.
He picks up on the sounds.
Rustling, is she moving around a room.
She /doesnβt/ know.
βNo.
You donβt sound okay.β
If he gets shot.
So be it.
Did she get kidnapped.
Is she trapped.
βWait.
Thatβs what you want us to do.
What do /you/ want us to-
She answered.
Fuck you Osiria.
Oh.
Now the tension
Heβs been carrying this past week.
Gone.
βBoss.
Itβs been a minute.
When can we expect you back.β
Damn,
he might regret the checking up on her.
Especially if she doesnβt want to be bothered.
Still he would rather make-