He...He won't let you go. Even if he says he will.
[ Ren's eyes drop to the ropes keeping her bound to the pole. ]
He'd make it quick and he wouldn't torture you, but--
[ Apparently Pidge's instincts are right because Ren's interrupted by loud, heavy footsteps from above them. They're quickly approaching the direction of the basement door.
Ren, still standing in front of Pidge whips around, going so tense his tail visibly fluffs in panic. He begins to back up as the footsteps begin at the top of the stairs, only hitting a pile of cardboard boxes, nothing he could hide behind.
His claws scrabble at the cardboard uselessly, and finally, Strade emerges, looking far less cheerful than he had before. His eyes scan over both of them, a smile that doesn't meet his eyes emerging as Ren cringes away, breathing quick with panic. ]
Did you get bored, fuchs? You know you're not supposed to be down here. I hope he's not bothering you too much, Fruend. He knows better.
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[ Ren's eyes drop to the ropes keeping her bound to the pole. ]
He'd make it quick and he wouldn't torture you, but--
[ Apparently Pidge's instincts are right because Ren's interrupted by loud, heavy footsteps from above them. They're quickly approaching the direction of the basement door.
Ren, still standing in front of Pidge whips around, going so tense his tail visibly fluffs in panic. He begins to back up as the footsteps begin at the top of the stairs, only hitting a pile of cardboard boxes, nothing he could hide behind.
His claws scrabble at the cardboard uselessly, and finally, Strade emerges, looking far less cheerful than he had before. His eyes scan over both of them, a smile that doesn't meet his eyes emerging as Ren cringes away, breathing quick with panic. ]
Did you get bored, fuchs? You know you're not supposed to be down here. I hope he's not bothering you too much, Fruend. He knows better.