NEMESIS

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@GraysJournal2 ▪︎ he looked at the doodle, feeling the same fuzzy feeling in his chest, he looked down at grayson once he talked thinking, grabbing the notebook and writing more down ▪︎ "WHY ARE YOU HERE?"

@STARS_H8TER Grayson grabbed the notebook, trying his best to make a small doodle in the heart. That same small noise, a mix between a squeak of surprise and a slight giggle. He looked up and showed Nemesis a poorly done stick drawing of the two in the heart. “Do you wanna ask me something?”

▪︎ his large figure stepped out of the flames, clothing burned and ruined, peices of him still on fire as he aproched the man on the floor, a deep rumble coming from his chest, a mix of breathing and him trying to talk, footsteps loud as he got closer, he was huge ▪︎

@GraysJournal2 ▪︎ he made a deep rumble noise, drawing a heart on the notebook before showing him, once grayson touched his arm he thought for a second, pulling grayson into his lap, he wanted the other closer, enjoying his presence ▪︎

@STARS_H8TER That fear mellowed out as he slowly read the text. He..made the other man feel something? He blushed softly and scooted closer. “You didn’t hurt me that bad. Thank you for helping me. And..that’s really sweet. You’re really sweet you know that?” he reached out, holding his arm.

@GraysJournal2 ▪︎ he sat for a second before writing some more, hunched over the notebook before sitting back up, flipping it to him ▪︎ "YOU ARENT STARS BUT I HURT YOU. I FELT BAD SO IM MAKING UP FOR IT. YOU MAKE MY CHEST FEEL FUNNY"

@STARS_H8TER Grayson frowned at that, crossing his legs as he shifted on the concrete piece he was sitting on. “But..that’s not fair to you. It’s gotten you hurt! But..if you are supposed to be doing that why are you protecting me?” he tilted his head before his skin went pale. Did..oh god.

@GraysJournal2 ▪︎ he wrote some more down, smudging a bit of blood on the paper from his own hands from dealing with those zombies ▪︎ "NOT A CLUE, I JUST FOLLOW ORDERS DEMANDED OF ME. I DONT GET TO ASK QUESTIONS. ONLY COMPLETE MY TASK" ▪︎ so he was basically their dog ▪︎

@STARS_H8TER Grayson took the notebook, and blinked confused. Wait but..this was so confusing. He shook his head confused. “But..Umbrella made STARS, they funded it. Why would they want to destroy something they made? Did they find out something they shouldn’t have?” he rapidly questioned.

@GraysJournal2 ▪︎ he wrote down aome more, staying sat criss cross, even sitting he was towering over grayson, sliding the notebook back over to him ▪︎ "UMBRELLA SENT ME. I AM PROGRAMMED TO FOLLOW THEIR EVERY COMMAND."

@STARS_H8TER Grayson blinked curiously. S.T.A.RS.? Like..Chris? He swallowed thickly, lips trembling as that small pink muscle stretched out to wet them while he figured out what to say. What could he say? He knew they were trouble, damn it. “By..by who? And why?”

@GraysJournal2 ▪︎ turning the notebook back around he begain to write, it wasnt the neatest writing but it was legible, turning it back around when he was done, it read ▪︎ "IVE BEEN TASKED TO HUNT DOWN AND ELIMINATE ALL S.T.A.R.S MEMBERS."

@STARS_H8TER Grayson grinned widely and giggled softly. He grabbed a pen and drew a smaller smiley face next to his. He then looked around curiously. They weren’t anywhere special, somewhere nearby the RPD so likely some form of business or apartment. “Can you..tell me why you’re here?”

@starmullerkid OK!! :D

@STARS_H8TER Cigarettes🤤

GOING TO THE STORE WHAT DO YOU GUYS WANT

@GraysJournal2 ▪︎ he took the notebook and pen, drawing a little smiley face before turning it twords grayson, the pen looked comically small in his hand, it was amaIng how it wasnt snapped in half already, it was kinda cute how he expressed his emotions, even if his face couldnt move ▪︎

@STARS_H8TER Grayson grinned and looked around, shakily pushing over a small piece of nearby rubble closer so he could be closer while Nemesis wrote. He dug into his bag, pulling out a slightly larger than normal notebook but a normal pen. “Here, now we can communicate better,”

@GraysJournal2 ▪︎ he enjoyed the gentle touch, he wasnt used to it so it warmed somthing inside of him, opon asking if he coukd write he nodded, surprisingly he could, even if a pen would be minuscule in his hand ▪︎

@STARS_H8TER Grayson smile gently at Nemesis, his hand reaching out to squeeze the other’s bicep tenderly. Almost as tenderly as the massive one was with him, but knowing he could handle a bit of strength. “Yes we are, thanks to you. Can you write? Maybe then we can get to know each other,”

@GraysJournal2 ▪︎ hearing the noise nemesis tilted his head, staring at grayson to make sure he wasnt hurt, deciding to sit down to be more on his level ▪︎ "SAFEEE"

@STARS_H8TER Grayson looked around curiously at the building they had entered. He was completely in his own world until he suddenly felt those massive hands around him. A heat rose on his cheeks as a small noise escaped his throat, surprised and nervous. When he touched the ground he smiled.

@GraysJournal2 ▪︎ he continued to walk till he reached the building, ducking into the doorway and going inside, closing the door behind him, he moved his hands to grab graysons waist, picking him up way too easily as he set him down, hands basicslly wrapping around his body entirely ▪︎

@STARS_H8TER Grayson peaked over his shoulder as best as possible as Nemesis made his way along. It was..albeit a bit impressive how strong he was. And intimidating. But..a part of the journalist fluttered at the feeling that the other was being so gentle with him despite that strength. Why?

@CR0WN3D_R0D3NT >:D

@STARS_H8TER YES U ARE!

YES I AM BEAUTIFUL

@GraysJournal2 ANYTHING FOR YOU MY LOVE

@STARS_H8TER I want uhhhhhhhhhhhhh ice cream

@GraysJournal2 ▪︎ nemesis made his way twords another building, one he knew was safe, a few zombies seemed to try and get in his way, but he was able to punch their heads clean off, the strength behind him was insane, he could easily hurt Grayson if he wasn't careful ▪︎

@STARS_H8TER Grayson had turned around once he had the bag, picking off a different zombie until he was suddenly picked up. A soft yelp escaping his lips as his fingers immediately left the trigger, and the gun was put into safety. They had to come up with a system for this. “Eep!”

@GraysJournal2 YAYY!!!

@STARS_H8TER Nemeeeee I have a nest of blankets with your name on ittt

I WANT TO SLEEP MORE >:(

@starmullerkid THANK YOU FRIEND

@STARS_H8TER I think you'd be a great hugger!

I WANT AFFECTION BUT EVERYONE THINKS IM GOING TO CRUSH THEM 😒

@GraysJournal2 ▪︎ nemesis lowered his hand once he took the bag, looking over his shoulder to see more zombies coming, once he made sure grayson had the bag, he moved to scoop him up again, making his way back twords a safer spot, he couldn't let him get hurt ▪︎

@STARS_H8TER He froze at seeing the bites. This man clearly wasn’t human..but those bites..would he somehow get infected? Is there anything he csn do to help? Then he noticed the outstretched bag, blinking in surprise. “Thank you,” he murmured, taking it and then looking up at him worriedly.

@GraysJournal2 ▪︎ he tilted his head confused, why was grayson checking him? It didnt make sense to him, he had a few bites on his arms where his skin was exposed but they were shallow ▪︎ "ZOM BEES " ▪︎ He said, voice straining a bit with the longer word, still holding the bag out ▪︎

@STARS_H8TER Grayson was picking under some rubble, unaware Nemesis hadn’t followed until the man bounded up with the bag in hand. And a lot of blood. “Oh my god are you okay?! What happened?!” He instantly started checking the other for wounds, grabbing wherever he could reach and checking.