His best friend - here, yes, that's not a lie, and that's why it hurts. John is gone and the beast is what rips into Royce, tears pieces off from the cloak and spits them to the ground. Royce doesn't try very hard to get away at first, thrashing a bit under the snapping jaw, and then, when it hurts too much, when he thinks he might die, instincts kick in. Royce latches his knife-teeth into John's paw and rips at it before scrambling away.
He drags himself off to lick his wounds. And he waits, hidden away, watching lights and other monsters wander through - whether he goes for more or not, that's not important.
In the morning, Royce watches Alfie's body like a hawk. Alfie's out, unconscious, and it was Royce's fault. He tries his very best at first to keep Alfie warm, but he can't stay still, can't think. He's a monster and that's just... how his brain works.
Alfie will find him either curled up around his feet, trying very hard not to move, or crawling around on the ceiling restlessly. ]
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His best friend - here, yes, that's not a lie, and that's why it hurts. John is gone and the beast is what rips into Royce, tears pieces off from the cloak and spits them to the ground. Royce doesn't try very hard to get away at first, thrashing a bit under the snapping jaw, and then, when it hurts too much, when he thinks he might die, instincts kick in. Royce latches his knife-teeth into John's paw and rips at it before scrambling away.
He drags himself off to lick his wounds. And he waits, hidden away, watching lights and other monsters wander through - whether he goes for more or not, that's not important.
In the morning, Royce watches Alfie's body like a hawk. Alfie's out, unconscious, and it was Royce's fault. He tries his very best at first to keep Alfie warm, but he can't stay still, can't think. He's a monster and that's just... how his brain works.
Alfie will find him either curled up around his feet, trying very hard not to move, or crawling around on the ceiling restlessly. ]