Wednesday 1.27

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Schuldig frowned, knocking on the door to Crawford's office before letting himself in. He kept a cool smirk on his face, not wanting to let Crawford see his concern. Crawford probably knew Schuldig was, for lack of a better word, scared, but it didn't mean he had to let it show. Besides, the worst he was going to get would be a severe asskicking. He wasn't going to die. He couldn't be sent back to Rozenkreuz.

"What do you want?" He scowled at Crawford, closing the door behind him and leaning against it.

He knew he should be more gracious toward Crawford, by authority had always chaffed him. Rubbed him raw. He was a wild thing forced to wear a collar, and he didn't appreciate it. He did, however, appreciate the protection that being with the precog offered.

Plus he wasn't too hard on the eyes, either.