
He growled in response... One day maybe... Though Valkyrie mentioned a pack... He had that but he couldn't play with them in front of an audience. That wasn't his thing, he liked to torture in the dark. Blinking, eyes unmoving from the animals in from of him Abaddon swished his tail behind him on the ground like an angry cat.
Got a better Idea...?The teenager quipped back, wondering if she had better plans for the night then sitting in wait. Abaddon was more than happy to sit and play within his imagination but was Valkyrie?
They send me from planet to planet committing atrocities in their name. And as I get better at it, they fear me more and more. I am a victim of my own success...
I am capable of so much more and no one sees it.
Some days I feel so alone I could cry, but I don't. I never do. Because what would be the point? Not a single person in the entire universe would care.
Take it to your grave.
Mood board — Playlist— Voice— Toyhouse
Any Of Abaddon's Siblings Are Allowed In Any Of His Threads No Matter The Marking Unless Otherwise Stated.
OOC does not equal IC, Abaddon's actions are not representative of my own.
Abaddon can speak German, Icelandic, and Norwegian but typically speaks English.
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