#ooc: also way to trip at the finish line with that 'toy' line Tinky lmao

[stuck-in-the-box]

If you ask me, I think they can make their own decisions. They are their own individual person; after all they just dealed for it! And I'm afraid that there's nothing you can do about their choices...especially not now.

[As it speaks, its eyes are still trained upon Kik, watching for their reaction. Its grip on their hand is tight. Binding.]

[Kik belongs to Tinky now.]

[It isn't until it finishes this statement that it returns its gaze to Edwin, releasing Kik's hand.]

That being said, I'm still open to an arrangement with you. Just because Kath-

[It pauses, furrowing its brows in thought for a moment, before turning back to Kik.]

Where are my manners? I should probably ask you directly what you prefer to go by. You are my newest little toy after all!

{Kik had been sent specifically to try and find the Bastard's Box, and thus far they weren't having any luck. The teen had searched in Thrift Stores, Antique stores, gift shops-- anywhere they could imagine the trickster T'noy Karaxis would place a trap. Nothing.

They weren't even sure what their dad wanted it for, honestly. He was researching the Lords in Black, but what did the Box have to do with it? They sigh, looking over the shelves of the most recent antique store they were surveying in Hachetfield, bored out of their mind.}

[A small feeling, not unlike a nudge in the back of their mind, pulls their attention to a random shelf filled with a plethora of useless antique knick-knacks. In the back, hidden behind a row of random objects, is something brilliantly golden yellow. A cube. It somehow fits in, and yet looks strikingly out of place among everything that surrounds it. Somehow they know this is what they were searching for.]