[In contrast, Shell isn't going to bother being quiet about it, leaning back a little when she starts getting too close.]
Where else was I supposed to go? This is the second floor! I couldn't just jump out the window, I'd die!
[In more ways than one, probably, since he's still tied up.]
[But indeed, it's not a very wise choice. The Butler looks around the room for a few seconds, before sniffing at the air (?? like a dog??) and then slowly making his way towards the closet...]
["I thought I asked you to tell my son of my return. What's taking you so long?"]
[And in that moment, Shell is saved! By the appearance of an older man who looks strikingly similar to Shell himself, save for a much colder look in his eyes. Even his voice carries a chill with it, as if flooding the room with ice.]
[But it's more than just his voice -- there's a presence to him as he stands there, something that they'll be able to feel even though this is only a memory. Even without actively using his pheromones, the power they carry follows the man around strongly enough to make the very air in the room feel heavy. The butler seems even more effected by it, visibly trembling in his master's overwhelming presence.]
["L-Lord Pain, sir! I was just looking for him, but-- he's not here." "Then why are you still here?" "F-Forgive me, sir! I'll go check the study right away."]
[The butler bows profusely before quickly slipping out of the room. But as the older man turns to leave, he hangs in the doorway and looks pointedly at the closet. The words he offers his son are no warmer-- "When you're finished behaving like a child, come meet me in the drawing room."]
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Where else was I supposed to go? This is the second floor! I couldn't just jump out the window, I'd die!
[In more ways than one, probably, since he's still tied up.]
[But indeed, it's not a very wise choice. The Butler looks around the room for a few seconds, before sniffing at the air (?? like a dog??) and then slowly making his way towards the closet...]
["I thought I asked you to tell my son of my return. What's taking you so long?"]
[And in that moment, Shell is saved! By the appearance of an older man who looks strikingly similar to Shell himself, save for a much colder look in his eyes. Even his voice carries a chill with it, as if flooding the room with ice.]
[But it's more than just his voice -- there's a presence to him as he stands there, something that they'll be able to feel even though this is only a memory. Even without actively using his pheromones, the power they carry follows the man around strongly enough to make the very air in the room feel heavy. The butler seems even more effected by it, visibly trembling in his master's overwhelming presence.]
["L-Lord Pain, sir! I was just looking for him, but-- he's not here." "Then why are you still here?" "F-Forgive me, sir! I'll go check the study right away."]
[The butler bows profusely before quickly slipping out of the room. But as the older man turns to leave, he hangs in the doorway and looks pointedly at the closet. The words he offers his son are no warmer-- "When you're finished behaving like a child, come meet me in the drawing room."]