[ He waits outside their meeting place, and thinks more on how the Gods of this world should be punished. Well, who could strike them down? The heroes of this place? He wonders. Everything should be baptized in blood. Perhaps when the streets are red, the Gods will learn to appreciate what they have and cherish it rather than throw it away whenever they choose and without care for what it will do to those that are left behind.
His hands clap together to break up his thoughts as he sees Barry. The cold is awful, yes, but he feels warmed by the thought that he could tell the man just how handsome and attractive that he is over coffee. After all, this is all pretense, isn't it? So, while one side of his thoughts is dreaming of choking a few people in their own blood. The other thinks of how nice it will be to be on a date with someone who talks sweet to him. ]
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His hands clap together to break up his thoughts as he sees Barry. The cold is awful, yes, but he feels warmed by the thought that he could tell the man just how handsome and attractive that he is over coffee. After all, this is all pretense, isn't it? So, while one side of his thoughts is dreaming of choking a few people in their own blood. The other thinks of how nice it will be to be on a date with someone who talks sweet to him. ]
Quite the slow walker, aren't you?