[Talcott is quick to get to his feet, the motion practiced and efficient, though far less graceful than Genesis. Still he keeps his eyes on the other man, knife in hand and now repositioned properly for the small throwing knife it is. They're really not meant for stabbing. ]
Identify yourself.
[The wing vanishes so he is clearly not a daemon, as Tal had first feared but he is something inhuman. An SCP of some variety but what class? Was he a danger or... He's not sure if he's expecting a name or a classification number, honestly.]
no subject
Identify yourself.
[The wing vanishes so he is clearly not a daemon, as Tal had first feared but he is something inhuman. An SCP of some variety but what class? Was he a danger or... He's not sure if he's expecting a name or a classification number, honestly.]