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Grian: Statement given by Tango Tek, on the… murderous behavior of his best friend.
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Tango: “I can’t put into words how relieving it was to see Impulse leaving the rift with Bdubs in tow. Now, I don’t usually confront the supernatural, but I was getting afraid it’d— well, eaten him, so to speak. When I gave him a hug, I noticed his eyes were bright green, almost like that disgusting shade Martyn likes, and his pupils were dilated. I asked Impulse if he saw Bdubs’ eyes as the offensive green, but he said he didn’t see it. When Bdubs smiled at us, though, it was an eerie sight and his teeth were all wrong.” *shudder*
Grian [sharply]: “Wrong, how?”
Tango: “Wrong, like fangs dripping with blood. I have ‘fangs’ but not, like, animalistic ones. Bdubs’ were predatory fangs, and the man looked ready to kill. The weirdest part to me was that Impulse seemed to have had no reaction to this. I don’t know him that well, but I feel he’d have taken professional note of the strange changes. That was the first of two strange and honestly kind of frightening encounters I had with Bdubs that day.”
Grian: “Mmhm.” *papers rustling* “I’ll be sure to get Impulse’s side of the story as well. And about the other encounter?”
Tango: “It happened in the statement archive when we went to file his statement on what happened in the rift. He had a knife, although I still don’t understand where he got it from or why it was needed, his fangs would’ve done the suspected job just as well, if not better than a knife. His irises were red at that point and he claimed my eyes were green.” [under his breath] “Far as I was aware, they were the same blue they’d always been. [normal volume] “He tried to stab me, but it wasn’t hard to dodge. He seemed almost… desperate, though. Like I had to die to save his own life, but he didn’t want to kill me. Bdubs kept swinging at me until a man with fluffy white hair wrestled him off of me.”
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Grian: “Etho decided to show up, now?” *inhale through teeth* “Well, at least Tango’s safe. I will be having choice words with that man about his filing methods and lack of communication though.”
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