was_no_monster | HOOKERY POST THE FOURTH

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by which I mean Court continuations! Curse you, captcha.

[TRIES TO LICK HIM]

[ DOES NOT IN ANY WAY TASTE STRANGE DESPITE SMELL. maybe a little metallic? ]

That was not an invitation to test for yourself.

You smell like turned earth.

... Ah.

Better than clay, I suppose. Or rot.

[flicks his tongue at him again, completely distracted from his escape attempts]

Old dirt and lightning, and metal and blood. The soil is good.