i wanna see [ name ] .

well , that's not fair , is it ?!

oh my god , you look like crap .

i didn't miss your birthday , did i ?

something really weird just happened at the train station .

what the hell is wrong with you ?

listen to me , [ name ] , i'm only gonna ask you this once .

oh , i'm fine by the way , thank you .

get in the car .

when you don't give a damn , i get pissed .

you'd better be ready . are you ready ?

you're sure as hell overdressed . what , were you out all night or something ?

this shit is as hard as it gets . but you've gotta stop making it worse .

i panicked , what do you want me to say ?

i'm kidding . where's your wit gone ?

you don't have to babysit me , dipshit .

i know this thing's got you all twisted up , but try to forgive yourself .

[ name ] , open the goddamn door !

yeah , the last thing i am is special .

[ name ] , where have you been ?

where have i been ? uh .. long story .

oh , jesus , are you alright ?

you have a few words , [ name ] ? anything you want to express ?

plead your mercy & your pity .

love is imperfection itself .

say it . go ahead , say it's my fault .

who the hell are you ?

of course not . you think we'd let that happen ?

i'm at home , you've got it all wrong .

you know what ? don't . i'm going to ignore that .

i'm worried you're losing the plot again .

sorry , i've got ... i've got a lot of work to do .

i mean , what am i supposed to do ?

you don't have to take this on .

i can't keep waking up every night , checking your breathing , worried you're mixing your meds , booze ... god knows what else .

i knew it was too good to be true .

why would you help such a stupid plan ?

i'm not going to play [ name ] in the middle .

i'm not dirty , i just freaked out .

if there is another version of this story ...

walk me through it again . so i know you won't crack under questioning .

you're making me nervous .

finally ! where have you been ?

who am i speaking to ?

how did you find me ?

idiot . do you even know who you're talking to ?

i don't care who you are .

nope , that is not my responsibility .

go , & wait for a call .

what i'm trying to do is move on .

we have known each other for awhile now , [ name ] .

i nailed it , man . every detail .

come on , [ name ] , give me a little love here !

you know , my skin just breaks out every time i leave downtown .

whoa , hey , [ name ] - you always do this to me !

i don't do backup , i don't even know what backup is !

i got stuck , i was running from my own shit .

i'm not giving you shit 'til you give me some answers .

don't ! do not shoot me , please !

seriously , it's life or death .

— ❝ Go ahead & pledge allegiance, my righteous rage is seething.

Watching lover get adjusted & comfortable, Guardian would then fix her own self. Leaning against Underworlder, even going as far as moving around too much - on purpose.

     Seele  turns  her  nose  up  in  disgust  ,  her  own  dramatics  to  rival  that  of  Bronya's  sharp  words  that  feign  offense  taken  .  Her  princess  should  know  by  now  —  reading  is  just  about  the  worst  form  of  torture  dear  Bronya  could  force  upon  her  .  

     Prepared  for  her  rest  ,  the  butterfly  allows  her  eyes  to  flutter  closed  ...  only  for  an  to  dig  uncomfortably  into  her  stomach  .  

  ❝ Don’t sneak up on someone like that! ❞        Gepard hisses indignantly. His skin floods with a familiar warmth, and he’s quick to mask the telltale signs of growing embarrassment behind the palm of his gloved hand. He’s far from an experienced vocalist, his singing often comparable to caterwauling. Regardless; that doesn’t stop him from occasionally humming a tune when his sole focus is not on his responsibilities as a captain.

      Sure  ,  maybe  she  did  start  to  laugh  a  little  upon  realizing  just  who  such  out - of - tune  voice  was  coming  from  ,  but  ...  it  wasn't  intended  as  a  mockery  ,  though  he  may  not  believe  that  to  be  true  .  She'd  recognized  that  tune  enough  by  now  .  Seemed  to  be  pretty  popular  in  the  Overworld  ;  during  visits  ,  she's  already  heard  a  few  street  performers  ,  passerbys  ,  and  of  course  Serval  herself  providing  their  own  renditions  .

     Really  ,  she's  laughing  because  it  seems  so  ...  unlike  him  .  What  she  had  expected  of  him  ,  at  least  .

. ☽ ˚｡･✧ : " Wh - What !? " Taken aback, by this woman's sudden outburst while Miorine was merely talking. Softly ranting about her 'lousy father', about the practices of this school &. the want to ... escape for lack of better terms. Among other things, the pair became rather close - friendly - something the president had indeed lacked. However, unexpected by Seele to react in such a way, which is poor judgment on their end. She should have known better than to willow in self pity, to blame everything around her for what's going on - for what's ultimately wrong. Fate, &. the course of events are IN HER OWN hands, regardless of Delling Rembran's rules. Regardless of Prospera Mercury's blackmailing - or coercing of using her own daughter, Suletta, to get her way. It is sickening.

Fingers clench each other, scratching at knuckles - pinching the skin. A clear indication of frustration - although the face of confidence soon follows.

" Yeah ... You're right. Nothing's going to be fixed - or right - if I don't DO something. I'm tired of my groom HURTING. I'm tired of these adults using us. " Sternness in Miorine's voice, she'd turn to her newly acquired friend. Hand out to shake, to embrace the others with certainty.

     '  You  heard  me  .  '  

     Seele  barks  back  before  Miorine  can  even  begin  to  overthink  once  more  ,  or  worse  ,  find  a  way  to  make  more  excuses  .  She  can't  stand  self  pity  ,  can't  stand  hearing  the  endless  spiraling  when  one  has  all  the  power  to  take  a  stand  —  to  fight  back  against  the  fate  others  try  to  force  upon  them  .  

     She's  just  glad  Miorine  seems  to  get  the  message  quickly  .  Couldn't  handle  more  of  the  crying  .  

     '  Uh  huh  .  '  Seele  slouches  in  her  seat  ,  kicking  feet  up  on  the  chair  across  from  her  .  Miorine  really  didn't  have  to  ask  :  might  not  be  her  business  ,  and  she  might  hate  so  much  of  the  conversation  being  spent  reaching  what  Seele  believed  to  be  the  obvious  answer  ...  

     She  can't  pretend  she  doesn't  want  to  cause  some  hell  .  

. ☽ : Whistles, " My, you sure are as hot headed as they come. " With a laugh, hunter puts her cellphone away; tucked in back pocket. In actuality, there's no reason to come to Jarilo-VI anymore. The Stellaron is gone, Cocolia &. her precious Trailblazer made sure of that. However, they definitely wanted to cause ... anxiety, or a rise in irritation from this woman. For no other reason than - because she wants to. It's far too easy getting the quantum butterfly worked up.

     '  Tch  .  '  

     Certainly  hot  headed  ,  for  the  nonchalant  response  leaves  Seele's  blood  boiling  with  the  same  rage  she  had  felt  on  that  final  day  .  It's  obvious  what  Kafka's  intentions  are  :  she  breeds  uncertainty  so  well  ,  secrets  stitched  together  into  the  finest  web  for  the  spider  queen  of  stellaron  hunters  to  reside  in  .  &  ,  if  Seele  is  being  honest  ,  that  only  pisses  her  off  even  more  .  It's  just  some  game  to  Kafka  ,  but  to  everyone  unfortunate  enough  to  cross  her  path  ...