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【 @tewwor ( higu ) | ❛ don't know about that one, chief. ❜ | mixed bag prompts , accepting.
instinctively, teeth are bared, a huff following close behind. ( an inkling of frustration, a glimpse of rage. ) it's quick, transient, then gone. slinking deeper into the shoddily made &. poorly maintained bench, lucifer clicks his tongue. all smirks, all devilish wit, whole once more aside from the itching against their back. higu insist it doesn't stop—— that it's only going to wane then surge. not even hell offers such an evil punishment ... yet that's on brand for THEM. ( father above and all. )
❛ well, you're young. in a sense, not as young as the rank and file but ... well, ❜ he lets words hang—— just as he, in a sense, timeless. seeing each and every side of the world, its eras and ages, more privileged than even his brothers in some regard. ( it doesn't give perspective; only fans' flames lit an eternity ago. ) still, humans did peak in one regard ... food. gluttony, a sin for sure, but with plenty of means to indulge in it. ( even the devil himself stays tempted. ) hence the burger held between his fingers. ❛ but let's not get used to callin' me chief. sheriff, maybe. not chief. ❜
lifting the top bun of his burger, features scrunch, barely managing to hide disdain. quick to rise, quick to stomp off towards the cart it came from. ❛ OI! no mustard, i said no mustard. satan in hell, man. ❜