Something about Hastur darkens and his expression grows harder. Ligur. How does this human know about that? The shadow that he casts isn't entirely man-shaped now, as he thinks about chasing Crowley through the phone lines and then-- those salespeople were delicious. This human looks like he'd be tasty as well. He's been marinating in all of those lies.
For a second, he looms over Claudius. Then, suddenly, he laughs. It's a terrible, grating laugh. "I think Crawly's made a friend. Don't worry. I'll find him. Then I'll bring him to say goodbye before I drag him back to Hell with me. Maybe you can come as well -- but your trip to Hell will be a lot more painful."
With that, he steps over Claudius and heads down the hallway.
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Date: 2023-12-15 01:59 pm (UTC)For a second, he looms over Claudius. Then, suddenly, he laughs. It's a terrible, grating laugh. "I think Crawly's made a friend. Don't worry. I'll find him. Then I'll bring him to say goodbye before I drag him back to Hell with me. Maybe you can come as well -- but your trip to Hell will be a lot more painful."
With that, he steps over Claudius and heads down the hallway.