[ Jerry only watched the dust fall. Smirking. He seemed far more concerned with clearing the blood from his lips as he watched Stiles. Wiping his thumb across it, before licking it off. Gaze not waving.
The dust hadn't even touched him. He glanced down at his shirt, sweeping across the floor, then back to Stiles. He'd missed.
At that taunt, he smiled. And stepped forward. In what would have been an impressive stride. But instead, he just collided with the invisible wall. His hands came up. Pressing against it. It had that same feeling as when he tried to enter a house he hadn't been invited to. Again his gaze turned to the floor. The dust. It made a perfect circle around him. Blocking him in on all sides.
He looked to Stiles. Something tugged at his lips that was neither smile or sneer, but something unsettling. ]
[Spam] CW: Blood. Only a tiny bit.
The dust hadn't even touched him. He glanced down at his shirt, sweeping across the floor, then back to Stiles. He'd missed.
At that taunt, he smiled. And stepped forward. In what would have been an impressive stride. But instead, he just collided with the invisible wall. His hands came up. Pressing against it. It had that same feeling as when he tried to enter a house he hadn't been invited to. Again his gaze turned to the floor. The dust. It made a perfect circle around him. Blocking him in on all sides.
He looked to Stiles. Something tugged at his lips that was neither smile or sneer, but something unsettling. ]
You think this will keep you safe?