Originally Posted by
Luzifer
Samael stormed through the halls, a whirlwind of frustration, as per the usual. This day continued the dissolve what little patience remained in his thin body. Now someone else had gotten themselves hurt, and of course the medical supplies for this idiot, couldn't be in one bloody place. No, they had to be spread out, like some convenient plot element to pad out a story. Actually, now that he took time to think it over, he found it odd that these medical kits didn't individually contain all that was necessary. Was it the manipulator again? He couldn't be sure but he couldn't rule it out. He arrived at the first location and grabbed the entire kit of the wall.
As he turned around noticed someone he didn't want to see, pleasantly humming to herself like nothing was wrong. He snapped at her, "Following three paces behind? Bloody adorable." he stormed past her, assuming for that she would continue her habit and follow him. "Why are you following me?"