timemastered
he clicked his tongue , fingers tapping in sets of four against the plywood wall . he was never really one for formal greetings . ❛ do tell me , doctor , why am i not surprised ? ❜. He asked , in suggestion of her new form ; his own way of greeting an old ' friend ' .
mewniprincess
‘ friend ? ’ maybe years ago. hell , maybe even with missy , but this did not seem like missy at all. but the one she use to know as kosechi .
“ i ‘ve changed . but it seems like you’re the same, master . “
