For a moment, Kronid is lost in it - he had been subsisting on animal blood for a couple of weeks now, and with his power, at his age...oh, he was just unbearably thirsty. Greed, gutteral noises come from him as his body shudders over Georg's -
And then he hears that he has company.
Pulling back, face smeared all over with blood, he grins at the child, paying no mind to the dying man underneath him.
"Hello, Herbert," he purrs, voice sickeningly sweet. "Your Papa is right. You'd better run. In fact...how are you at Hide and Seek?" He climbs off of the bed, walking slowly towards the little one, covered in his father's blood.
"Because I'd love to play with you. And if you don't play...I'm going to eat your Mama, too.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2022-03-05 07:48 am (UTC)And then he hears that he has company.
Pulling back, face smeared all over with blood, he grins at the child, paying no mind to the dying man underneath him.
"Hello, Herbert," he purrs, voice sickeningly sweet. "Your Papa is right. You'd better run. In fact...how are you at Hide and Seek?" He climbs off of the bed, walking slowly towards the little one, covered in his father's blood.
"Because I'd love to play with you. And if you don't play...I'm going to eat your Mama, too.
I'll even give you a head start.
GO."