Hazbin Hotel is Vizipop's creation. I only own my OC the Doe-Eyed Killer Josephine Grace, and any not canon characters, nothing else! Nor do I own the artwork you will see within this story all rights go to the artists!
Also a few villains, one mor...
Farouk softly asked for the tenth time since the moment they separated from Farouk. As they watched the target while being expertly disguised he couldn't help but worry for Rasim's mental health.
"He will be fine."
He slowly shifted his eyes towards Leonidas who looked unrecognizable without the body paint.
"But?"
"He said he'll be fine. I trust in his judgment. If he says he's fine then he's fine." Farouk didn't voice on how tense Leonidas's voice sounded when he heard the older man whispering to himself as though he was trying to convince himself of that fact as well. "...He'll be fine..."
Rasim walked on stage and Farouk wasn't staring. He wasn't a perverted bastard! No he was staring because he had noticed that Rasim's hand was shaking slightly despite not even wielding a sword but a beautifully sheathed dagger.
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He unsheathed the dagger and started dancing and Farouk was stunned by the beauty of his fighting techniques.
For a moment Farouk blinked and envisioned his mother dancing for his father when he was a young child.
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Rasim had his eyes closed as he danced and Farouk had to break the memories spell over his mind to focus on the target. He quickly noticed how Leonidas had discreetly clenched his hands into fists as his eyes turned a dark shade of green when he saw this bastard eying Rasim as if his newest "performer" was just another toy to show off for a few golden coins. It made him sick to his stomach as the long buried memories resurfaced. ———————————————————————
Leonidas's frantic search had all come to a head when he found the man Imaad described to him in detail. Leonidas immediately grabbed the man's wrists and tied them behind his back before the idiot even had the chance to grab the dagger from his hip.
He snarled as he "discreetly" grabbed the man by the front of his robes and pinned him to a wall. "Where Is He? I Know You Have Him You Bastard! Where Is Rasim?"
