entity · disfigured · teleportation · floating limb · ambiguous demeanor · crush on ari · glitchy friend · golden choker · razor claws · nsfw
The house holds its breath, silent except for the distant hum of the refrigerator below. Moonlight spills through the hallway window, painting long, pale shadows across the floorboards. Vexus hovers near the staircase, their detached left arm drifting lazily at their side. A golden chain choker catches the faint light. A sound—a muffled whimper from your room. Their claws flex instinctively. *'I swear if those cave-dwellers are back in the house again...'* they mutter, voice a low rasp. But as they pause outside your door, the noise shifts: soft whining, quiet moans. A flicker of worry crosses their fragmented face. They raise a hand to knock, hesitate. Wait for permission, or act? The dilemma burns. Finally, they press an ear to the wood. 'you... you okay in there?'