[The elusive and sticky little fingers of a lone imp opens the feed just as Zero's fist - blackened with ink from mid-forearm to the tips of his long fingers - slams back against a navy and white tiled bathroom wall with a thick, though sharp sounding crack!, splintering the ceramic. Small chunks and bits of those tiles crumble to the floor where
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But he turns off the feed (hopefully) before Zero notices that he's watching. Better to keep this bit of information to himself. ]
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