seventeenth twist of the coil
[What is he doing.]
[No really, what is he doing here? He should be hanging out in the library, or helping Helen, or taunting people over the journals. But for some reasons, he's found himself here, outside her door, holding a cage with what appears to be a very angry blue bat inside and a large bag of coffee beans in his hands.]
[He had been this place for over a year, and Maladict was one of the first people he ever met. And for some reason, talking to her was something he enjoyed. Tesla never really had any real friends besides The Five (which, even then, were more intellectual colleagues/partners in crime than actual friends), so feeling this about someone else besides himself was strange, to tell the truth.]
[So he knocks on the door, pretending to look like he's only there to drop something off and not apologize about what he did before. Because Tesla doesn't do humble. It's not in his nature to do so.]
[...But maybe, just this once, he can try to be.]
[No really, what is he doing here? He should be hanging out in the library, or helping Helen, or taunting people over the journals. But for some reasons, he's found himself here, outside her door, holding a cage with what appears to be a very angry blue bat inside and a large bag of coffee beans in his hands.]
[He had been this place for over a year, and Maladict was one of the first people he ever met. And for some reason, talking to her was something he enjoyed. Tesla never really had any real friends besides The Five (which, even then, were more intellectual colleagues/partners in crime than actual friends), so feeling this about someone else besides himself was strange, to tell the truth.]
[So he knocks on the door, pretending to look like he's only there to drop something off and not apologize about what he did before. Because Tesla doesn't do humble. It's not in his nature to do so.]
[...But maybe, just this once, he can try to be.]