[ "don't check on me every week," he said. "you're not my babysitter, malkuth."
she isn't. because then she'd be being paid to be. and... while malkuth still has to steel herself in the memory of that vibrant red gaze, sharp as any blade, she really isn't one to leave people alone. not when she knows what can happen when you do, not when she knows it infects those of the City most of all.
so yes, she's going to check on him somewhat frequently. it's easy. just knock on the door like you're a girl scout, because where else is he going to be. she knows exactly two people in brimstone and they're both these fuckers. if he doesn't open up she is going to shout. ]
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she isn't. because then she'd be being paid to be. and... while malkuth still has to steel herself in the memory of that vibrant red gaze, sharp as any blade, she really isn't one to leave people alone. not when she knows what can happen when you do, not when she knows it infects those of the City most of all.
so yes, she's going to check on him somewhat frequently. it's easy. just knock on the door like you're a girl scout, because where else is he going to be. she knows exactly two people in brimstone and they're both these fuckers. if he doesn't open up she is going to shout. ]