"Oh, neither am I. Just make exceptions whenever the opportunity arises." Despite his fearsome look, the cheery voice is unmistakably that of the sort of person who jokes at every chance he gets.
Trailing smoke from his nostrils as he sits next to the Doctor, Nemesis offers the bottle after taking a swig himself- something he achieves by splashing some on the odd grating across his throat. "Nemesis the Warlock, Lord of the Flies, Shape of Thing to Come, The One Who Waits on the Edge of Your Dreams, etc. etc. Pleased to make your acquaintance."
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Trailing smoke from his nostrils as he sits next to the Doctor, Nemesis offers the bottle after taking a swig himself- something he achieves by splashing some on the odd grating across his throat. "Nemesis the Warlock, Lord of the Flies, Shape of Thing to Come, The One Who Waits on the Edge of Your Dreams, etc. etc. Pleased to make your acquaintance."