looking for a beating — [COTC VISIT]

[VALE]

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graphic gore ★ genderfluid ★ bonehead jaguar

Vale’s remaining eye watched the swinging eye from Stryker’s claws, squinting in confusion. Vis paw rose to vis face, pawing at the oozing flesh. Skin and muscle sloughed away from even the gentlest touch. The skull gleamed, exposed, as only a single red eye and grey tongue distinguished the head as a living creature.

“Hehe. Safety. You think safety is more important than freedom?” Ve chuckled, vis tongue drawing across vis long fangs. “Your Da’s a strange one. How did you grow up so fast, yet so sheltered? There is no safety in this world, when there is always someone stronger waiting to exert their positive liberties over your negative liberties. If you and your Da want safety, go crawl to the Elysium, they’re so safe and snug as a bug in a rug, hiding from this world’s carnage.”

Red eye sliding to Stryker, the shapeshifter nodded, as though agreeing with the white lion’s words—though intending to communicate ve’d received the message. “Even this one agrees with me, after I shoved his face in the dirt!”

YOU NEVER TRUSTED ME ★
BUT I’M OVER IT NOW
[sub][W]isker[/sub]