[ He's pulled back to the opposite side of the hall and wonders what pissed in Oz's cereal this morning until he spots the creature in front of them and realizes that oh, that makes sense.
Shit. By instinct, he holds a hand out to shield Oz again. ]
That's not Hilda anymore!
[ Bug-Hilda doesn't move just yet. She swings the door open all the way and lingers around the entrance, sizing up her prey until she lets out a loud cry and snaps her teeth at them. ]
Ugh... I liked you more when you were actually hot. [ Yata now is not the time. ]
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[ He's pulled back to the opposite side of the hall and wonders what pissed in Oz's cereal this morning until he spots the creature in front of them and realizes that oh, that makes sense.
Shit. By instinct, he holds a hand out to shield Oz again. ]
That's not Hilda anymore!
[ Bug-Hilda doesn't move just yet. She swings the door open all the way and lingers around the entrance, sizing up her prey until she lets out a loud cry and snaps her teeth at them. ]
Ugh... I liked you more when you were actually hot. [ Yata now is not the time. ]