
He looked jaded in a strange way, almost annoyed. He knew it was a favor, but in the end it felt like part two to this god awful plan. He stared at her long and hard from the reflection in the mirror for a good minute before shrugging, "Fine." He stood a few inches above her, and given the placement it was strange to chis close to her. She stunk. She was dirty, and he felt an itch along his scalp.Â
Lice Paranoia.Â
Everything itches now. Always.Â
"Are there anymore favors floating about? Might as well get them all out while I'm drinking." Drink.
Lice Paranoia.Â
Everything itches now. Always.Â
"Are there anymore favors floating about? Might as well get them all out while I'm drinking." Drink.
Jager Si'kaie
But it costs me nothing to kill you~