GAROU XIII
Garou, for lack of a better term, practically bust a vein. Well, it was already popping over his head for one. Even with that delicious meal, his day had been pretty shit. He chuckled as if he found the joke itself funny, but that only seemed to make him look angrier.
"Very funny, comedian. Do you have more jokes to share?"
They had just met, but he already couldn't stand her guts. Something about her look just pissed the hell out of him, and he would not take it quietly.
Theodore dess
Theodore looked almost bored by this. It wasn't that it was boring from the start, but that masked pervert was starting to be a nuisance. Anyone would have had the common sense to die by now, but he didn't. It was pretty tiring, like trying to remove chewing gum from your hair.
"Hey, is that your wife?" He asked nonchalantly, pointing at the doll.
A floating stone tile instantly appeared next to the demon just as the machine was about to reach him, which he proceeded to kick immediately. As if he was on the moon, the timed kick seemed to be enough to launch him out of the way before she could get to him. He was now flying to the other side of the room. However, he let five frag grenades behind him that now surrounded the couple.
Rather, he had already activated them the moment she began floating.
But they were not normal grenades, for he had modified them so that they would not reflect light. Once they entered their range, he had swiftly avoided her while leaving the explosives behind. Barely a second before they released their invisible sharpnel.