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You better fear me, for I am Death, Bitch.
His eyes slipped from woman to woman, but they lingered on the younger one, the one who looked of his brother and Rebekka. Why had they been showing up here? Why did they have to come and try and find Cotl and Marik? Why couldn't they just live their life under whatever fucking rock that they came from under? Cotl's ears both fell back lightly. It was just another mouth that he would have to feed. And what the hell took her so long to get here? Didn't she also have a sister or something? Sascha had mentioned something of a sister, or two, he didn't quite remember, but he had held a deep note-padded conversation with the vocal chord-less male that had been his son. Cotl looked at the woman as she stood there, and he snorted lightly and twitched his neck again. Talitha had jumped on and told the girl that this was not the Ulrich's clan, and that Marik was in the lower ranks. This was true, only Cotl held a high rank in their family, and even he refused to move up in rank when offered. They weren't anything special (even though some seemed to think otherwise) and they probably would never be anything special. Cotl never thought about what he could be, he always thought about what he was currently. He had no intentions of changing. He had no need to.
Talitha would press the girl to see what she could offer the clan instead of just being another stupid mouth that needed to be fed everyday. Cotl was not looking forward to having to hunt for another mouth, for it had been hard for him to keep food around with Izaak, Sascha and Marik all dependent on him for food. Why Marik and Sascha cant hunt is beyond Cotl, but the reason why Izaak couldn't was because he was absolutely retarded. He had no time to learn things before he had come to Cotl, and their mother had failed on raising them it seemed like. They had unconventional ways that were incestuous and disgusting to the rust man as well, as he learned from walking in on Sascha and Izaak at some point in time. He could only imagine what this girl would be like. NYEH the noise came from his maw, but he did not speak. He had nothing to say. Giza did though, and she spoke of stealth being her skill as well as speed, surveillance. Vhere did du komm from? the man asked, not without clearing his throat after his question.
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