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"Dommm... It's FREEZING! Why can't we just call him instead..?"
Valk dramatically whined, rubbing his hands along his arms in attempts to warm himself up whilst he and his brother traversed through the bitter cold of Blackrock. He really should've brought warmer clothes...
"I know it is, I'm here walking through it with you. And we already tried calling him 16 times. Why else do you think we would go to these extremes just to check up on him?"
"... Ugghhh..."
Valk groaned in the most dramatic tone you might've ever heard, slouching backwards with his arms dangling to his sides. Why did Subspace have to live in this horrid faction anyways? Even better, why couldn't he just answer their calls?
The snow continuously blowing into his face and eyes was extremely annoying to the small golden demon. And it was even more frustrating how every time he wiped the melting flakes from his face, more would quickly arrive to pile up and freeze his face off. Dom playfully scoffed at Valk's dramatic behavior, tilting his head down as he held the hood of his dominus in place.
He wasn't too bothered by the snow (unlike his childish counter-part), only slightly peeved by it. He chuckled as he began to speak up about his brother's dramatic behavior, looking back at him with a sneer that was confiding within the shadows of his hood.
"You really should've worn your coat. You know Blackrock is cold."
(sorry unfinished i had to post this because the draft's deletion date was today so uhm)