Alone. Yes, that's the key word, the most awful word in the English tongue. Murder doesn't hold a candle to it and hell is only a poor synonym.{indepenent oc roleplay account. }
[From the grin alone Rook knew it was Eon, he didn’t believe he’d seen it in a situation where there was joy for anyone besides the demon themselves. But that alone wasn’t reason enough to be impolite.]
Morning.
[The response came with a nod, but no smile.]
I didn’t think you were going to be around for a while- I thought things were being left to Neo..
✖ - { Damn. Their cover was blown. Eon didn’t lose the smile because of this; if anything, they leaned closer to Rook, happy they didn’t have to pretend. After all, being within the immediate vicinity of a human was bad enough. }
So? I just wanted to pop in, see how everyone was going. Oh, and I wanted to speak with you.
✖ - { Another step closer. Eon folded their hands behind their back and blinked innocently at Rook. }