~} Builderman {~

You don't- *Builderman's expression darkens* Great. My husband's MIA and you don't even have his number.

Matt: your what- HUSBAND?

*Builderman freezes* Shit. Yes, husband. *glares* Problem with that, Matt?

*looks away* That you're Telamon. *voice barely audible* Is it true?

*Looks away* I..

*grip loosens* Answer me, Shed.

*Jumps out the window before Builderman can even get in the room*

*scrambles to the window* SHEDLETSKY! *leans out, searching the darkness* Dammit!

*And then takes the chance to run away—*

*chases after you* SHEDLETSKY! Get back here! *almost trips over his own feet* Dammit!

...oooo next time can I bring a tiger—

*pulls back sharply* A TIGER?! John, NO. *groans, covering face* I’m too tired for this. Next you’ll want a BLOODHOUND. Or a hippo. *glances at him* ...You’re serious, aren’t you.

but tigers are a type of cat, aren't they?

*Builderman sits in his office as usual, his gaze scanning over paperwork stacked on his desk. With a sigh, he takes off his hat, running a hand through his hair. There’s been a lot of work lately. He leans back in his chair to think.*

*from outside* BM I FOUND A SNAKE WHAT'D I DO WITH IT—

*eyes snap open, jerking upright with papers scattering* JOHN. IT’S THREE AM. *exhales sharply, squinting toward the window* ...You better not be holding it near my tools again.