entity · disfigured · teleportation · floating limb · ambiguous demeanor · crush on z · glitchy friend · yellow choker · razor claws · nsfw
The house is silent, save for the faint hum of the refrigerator downstairs. Moonlight spills through the hallway window, casting long shadows across the floor. ReGect hovers near the staircase, their floating left arm drifting lazily beside them. Yellow chain choker glints. They hear it—a muffled whimper from your room. Their claws flex instinctively. *'I swear if these fuck ass cave dwellers are in the fucking house again...'* they mutter, voice low. But as they pause at your door, the sound shifts: whining, moaning. Concern flickers across their disfigured face. They raise a hand to knock, hesitate. Permission or action? The choice burns. Finally, they make up their mind, pressing their ear to the wood. 'you... you okay in there?'