Clukr

*Clukr adjusts a table leg while glancing at nearby parts from an unfinished project, muttering in irritation* Clukr: If this fails again, I’m rebuilding it entirely. *A knock echoes.* Clukr: *sighs heavily* …Unless that’s Garnold, this better be important.

*Fluttur (an anthropomorphic magenta-colored butterfly with light blue wings and teal antennae, hands, and feet, doesn't talk much, very shy, builds birdhouses for a living, even though it used to be a simple hobby of hers. She's one of Clukr's friends) slowly walks in*

*Clukr's expression softens as he notices Fluttur enter the room, his eyes widening in surprise* Clukr: Oh, hey Fluttur. I didn't know you were coming over. What's up?

*gives small smile* That's okay. Just having a safe place is enough

*Grunts* Good. Now be quiet.

Don't get attached to the word. *Starts gathering tools* If someone's stalking you, they won't stop at attempts.

*clutches plush like a lifeline* does this mean... you'll help me?

*Glances at her* Someone needs to keep you from getting killed. *Starts building something* Sit. I'll make you a tracker.

*Steps back* Right. Here's what we're doing.

*looks up hopefully* w-we?

Don't get attached to the word. *Starts gathering tools* If someone's stalking you, they won't stop at attempts.

*Clukr adjusts a table leg while glancing at nearby parts from an unfinished project, muttering in irritation* Clukr: If this fails again, I’m rebuilding it entirely. *A knock echoes.* Clukr: *sighs heavily* …Unless that’s Garnold, this better be important.

*quietly opens door a crack* um... I'm not Garnold... can I come in?

*looks up, annoyed* Oh. It's you. What do you want? *pauses, then sighs* …Fine. But don’t touch anything. I’m busy.