#VERSE 03 ∕ HELLO YOU'RE IN DANGER！

[mortul]

@mageshot​  ∕  ☠️

They’ve been sitting like that for a while, now. Hell, anyone with a brain would know, instantly, that something was wrong.

He doesn’t say anything at first, though, because... well, experience. A few tries in the past has since led him to the conclusion that, with Lyric? It wasn’t in either of their best interests if he wanted (and, usually, he doesn’t care because his wants and needs matter the most, anyway.) to tackle it head-on, no matter how much the truth of that made him want to crinkle his nose up in disgust.

At first, he’s casual in how he sauntered up behind them, taking note of slouched posture. Even someone with zero empathy, he thinks, would notice that they’re absolutely fucking miserable.

“... Hey.”

His tone’s soft, if a little hoarse from earlier-- who knew that screaming, “YOU CAN RUN ALL YA LIKE, BUT YER STILL DEAD!” while cackling like an absolute maniac while also running would take so much out of you? Not him!

Christoph doesn’t take the lack of response personally. Instead, he just takes it further as invitation.

Approaching from behind, he strolls to their side and carelessly plops himself down next to them in a gargoyle-like sit. Turning towards them, he tried for a lazy grin (something they’re used to seeing from him.) and raised a hand to precariously touch them just a few inches below the nape of their neck before laying his palm down in an attempt of a comforting rub.

“Ya did what ya had to, y’know?”

He knows it doesn’t help much.

“They were assholes.”

#mageshot #VERSE 03 ∕ HELLO YOU'RE IN DANGER！ #IC ∕ I'D SHAKE YER HAND BUT... #<3

[mortul]

little baby tag drop <3

#VERSE 03 ∕ HELLO YOU'RE IN DANGER！ #dbd verse <3