INDEPENDENT Pandora Hearts

private
selective
multi-ship
multi-verse
nsfw

PORTRAYED BY MONIQUE.


death-by-decapitation.

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Well look who had finally decided to show his face.

Demios had been peering over the back of the couch she had propped herself on until the noir slammed the door shut and began wiping a red substance off his face that clearly wasn’t blood. Immediately irritated, the woman trotted over to the light switch and flicked the lights on. On closer inspection, he looked filthy and the stench of strong perfume and alcohol burned the chain’s nose. Sanguine optics simply observed him for a moment before the silvette offered a deep sigh.

“Are you even in a coherent state?”

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  He sways at his attempt to walk, instinct being to immediately take hold of whatever’s closer to him: the wall. Barely functioning with fatigue, his eyes drift towards the Chain in front of him in a matter of seconds ( probably even startling at first from not expecting her to be there ). “Uh…

  His mind was drawing blanks… “I.. hm…?” he didn’t know what to expect. His head was spinning like a top. All he wanted to do was shower & go to bed ( if his body would even let him do half of those things without collapsing on him ). “Mmh… w–what time is it…?