[ Urge to kill? Check. It basically radiates through C-ta's veins and, strangely enough, it feels familiar to him. Although he cannot place where this familiarity comes from, he definitely notices it, beneath the ticking of his new heart.
It's unsettling. He hates it. But he wants to go home, no? The cat said that he had something stolen from him-- and he has to find what that something is. No matter the cost.
A hand grips on the axe, as he rests against the trunk of a tree. Relax, C-ta. Relax. ]
Hm? Why are you apologizing? [ Might as well feign a relaxed tone of voice, green eyes hovering over the stranger's form. ]
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It's unsettling. He hates it. But he wants to go home, no? The cat said that he had something stolen from him-- and he has to find what that something is. No matter the cost.
A hand grips on the axe, as he rests against the trunk of a tree. Relax, C-ta. Relax. ]
Hm? Why are you apologizing? [ Might as well feign a relaxed tone of voice, green eyes hovering over the stranger's form. ]