You wandered about your hive, whistling loudly in the quiet halls with thumbs hitched in pockets. You didn’t like the sound, it was too harsh on your ears, but the thing that drove your body didn’t seem to mind it.
D~~~> I’m booooored, you have nothing to do here Cheval.
The way it said your name made you want to retch again, each syllable dripping off its tongue, your tongue, like poisoned honey.
D~~~> Maybe we should call one of your friends over, that w001d be fun.
D~~~> I’d bet they’d sound even better echoing in these halls then my whistling.
No no no no, you wanted to scream, to punch yourself in the face, to do anything for yourself, but instead you watched as the candied devil fished out your palmhusk and browse your contacts. No no no not that one not Bell anyone but Bell please no gods no, the trickster’s finger hovered over the name, a smile curling your lips.
D~~~> I’ll let you say a few words, Chevvy
D~~~> Make them count, OK?
It raised the phone to your ear, it rang twice then the other end picked up.
D===> Bell please save yourself, get as far away from me as you can there’s someth-
You didn’t have a chance to finish your sentence, your pointed teeth bit down hard on your tongue and you barely stifled a loud roar into the phone. The trickster ended the call and slipped your palmhusk back into your pocket.
D~~~> Naughty naughty Darkleer, almost ruining my fun.
D~~~> We’ll try again in an hour or so, maybe you’ll be more willing to co-operate ne%t time.