uncle karl.
Jul 5, 2021 1:33:46 GMT
Post by Karl Heisenberg on Jul 5, 2021 1:33:46 GMT
The man could've spent the rest of the day cooped up in his factory, but after a sleepless night and a little mistake that pushed one of his many projects back from being completed, he decided that being outside would be better. Karl nearly succumbed to messing with some scrap metal left in the yard, but more work was probably a bad idea. He didn't want to make another mistake while sleep deprived. The last thing he needed was to yell profanities and throw several wrenches at the wall. Out of all the ideas that came to mind, paying a surprise visit to a certain three sisters sounded the most amusing.
Sure, Karl risked bumping into Lady Killjoy, but the smell of fish from the reservoir could only be bearable for so long. So instead of steering towards his fishy neighbour, the man headed to Castle Dimitrescu instead with his trusty hammer in hand. He would walk for now. The breeze was relaxing as it wasn't something Karl got to feel often inside the walls of the factory.. probably because he couldn't.
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Somewhere, on one of the many balconies of the castle, Karl rested. He had been outside for minutes, waiting for a moment to knock on the window if any of the sisters happened to walk in the room. That, or the super-sized bitch herself would grab him by the neck and throw him off the balcony. Maybe the latter was an exaggeration, but it wasn't an impossible theory.
An impatient sigh slipped past Karl's lips. Smashing a window would've been easier, but none of the Dimitrescu lasses were thrilled with the last time he did it. There wasn't the option to open the latches from the inside either as it wasn't a metal he could mess with. Thanks, Lady Bitchness. Deciding he didn't care anymore, Karl gave a hefty knock on the window. Afterwards, he cupped his hand on it and leaned in to look inside. It's one of the bigger rooms, so there'd be a higher chance for someone to walk into it, right? God. Karl fucking hoped so. He wasn't keen on the idea of standing in the cold for a long period of time.