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deathincognito:
TROUBLING, INDEED. A step is taken back, space given to the plant that they fear they’re smothering. Assisting things in thriving is not a skill previously sharpened. Java doesn’t even think to assume the plant might be anything other than living and breathing; why would people go through the effort of creating fake vegetation?
“ … forgive me, Francis.”
There is a moment. An almost … sadness. The apology? It’s genuine, head bowed and everything before attention shifts and the cap to the bottle is screwed back on.
“I don’t.”
Another pause.
“I thought water and sunlight were the failproof answers, here.”
A SMIRK discreetly hidden behind the scarf that adorns the killer’s neck, they watch how the other reacts. Genuinely believing that this fake plant had any semblance of life to it which tickles Takumi to their very core. Ah, the stupid and gullible, how fun is it to poke at their flaws and see them stumble.
“Yeah, sure kid that’s the foolproof basics for
any plant but all of ‘em’s got their own way of
being taken care of, you know? Haven’t you heard
of plant food? They can’t just have sunlight and water,
they need something to munch on!”
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[ sorry for spamming the dash- ]
#[ an angel with wings ;; ooc ]#[ i got threads out and now i have 2 dwafts ]#[ v proud of myself aslkdjg ]
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kusatta:
a manic laughter as the feather slips further into his gut, leaning into the other’s hand without a care in the world. “ aw, how sweet ! a present just for me & i didn’t even get you anything. ”
THEY LET out an annoyed groan at the reaction. Really? Now? With a knife in their stomach?? They leave the feather blade in and shoot another into their stomach.
“Enough of the banter and pass out already.”
#kusatta#[ new steps to a new beginning ;; main verse ]#[ snap crackle aaaand youre dead ;; crack ]#tw stabbing
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night-divining:
— “Not precisely! I have some experience with this kind of situation, and already know what works better; are you familiar with the good-cop bad-cop act?”
“Good cop, bad cop? Really?”
THEY CAN’T help but laugh at the suggestion, but the again it was a valid idea for this. Nothing too foreign or difficult.
“Alright, we’ll go with your idea. So
who’s gonna be the bad cop then?”
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dakusutori:
noble’s brows pull together as she examines the individual, clearly seeing that they are not with the authorities nor the hero commission — that much was immediately clear. still, she had no idea who they were or what they wanted so noble chose to keep her guard up … just in case.
‘ give me a good reason why i should. ’
hand is raised, prepared to strike should it be necessary. so far they do not seem like a threat but she’s learned in life to never judge someone’s intentions by their expression.
THEY KEEP their eyes keen on the other villain. Guard up, tension still strong, it’s almost funny how their hand being raised was supposed to provoke them. But then again they aren’t exactly aware of her quirk so underestimating them would be a fatal mistake. He lets out a small laugh, amused and making it known, they shrug and walk off to the side to look at the rest of the empty teller boxes.
“Where’s your reason not to? Do
I really exude good behavior and favor
with the crowd like some hero? Please.
I’m here for the same reasons as you, trying
to make a living however way possible.”
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egotistixx:
A starter for @takakuyaku
The flicker of her Zippo lighter died under the sudden gust of wind, immediately stirring a small groan of frustration from the woman. The cigarette between her lips remained unlit and she needed a smoke like, 10 minutes ago. Naturally, she turned towards the source, because that was no light summer evening breeze. No, that shit was premeditated.
Weirdly enough, she had no witty remark to spat back right away, because those wings took her off guard a little. Also, the fact that this individual rivaled her height, and they seemed to wear no heels. Nice. That long red hair and those face markings too.
Either way, after a quick scan up and down, she turned to half glare right into his eyes. Slender fingers took the cigarette from her lips and tongue clicked on the roof of her mouth.
“…Your parents must be sooo proud of you, aren’t they?”
WHETHER A choice is made premeditated or otherwise Takumi had the tendency to accept blame without much fuss. Because yes, it’s normally their fault. And if it isn’t what was the point in arguing? Just seeing the other person get a taste of discomfort sparked a bit of joy in them, a vast array of interest just because one small simple thing seemed to annoy them. Such as now, landing from a flight near this stranger and being glared at for what?
A dead cigarette?
“I’m sure they would be if they were alive.
I’ve never cared too much for their opinion,
just like yours.”
They remain very neutral, unphased by the petty commentary and simply take out their phone to keep idle as they walk pass her.
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