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    "Dito." She stands above him once again. This time, he must’ve figured that lying on the ground wasn’t too comfortable and now he’s taken to napping on a bench in the park this time. It’s a good thing that she found him as she doesn’t have his cell phone number yet. It’d have been quite the task to go all over town to look for him. "Dito." She says once agian, hoping to rouse him from his sleep. It’s no use, he’s out cold. She sighs now, taking a seat next to him as she looks at the flyer in her hands. Flower Festival. She’s never been to one with a friend. It was always her mother and father who went with her, but they’re gone now. She never went after they died, it just didn’t feel right to go alone. But she has Dito now and they’re friends, or at least sort of. It’s complicated. She finds comfort in knowing that they’re friends. At least she has someone she can lean on if she ever needed it. But today..today they would have fun together, hopefully.

    She shakes his shoulder now, she’s getting impatient for him to wake up. It seems that this was enough to wake up him as he opens one eye to look at her. When he does this, she holds up the flyer to him. "I saw this posted around the city. There’s a festival going on."

  "I'll go." As he sat up he raised his arms up into a stretch, yawning, then rubbing his eye and looked back over to her, staring. It'd be better than going with that pig woman, whom he figured didn't even plan on going to the festival. Was she one for them..? Hopefully not. It'd be pretty disastrous to see her, especially with someone else, right? Even if he could just get her out of his hair for a little bit it'd be better for him to just go. When he had his fill of this stuuupid festival, he'd probably just go right on back home when he felt he wanted to. There wasn't a time limit for him from the sounds of it, which would make it easier on his end.. Tsukumo wasn't one to not uphold her end of a bargain, either. Of course, he also expected her to pay for everything. The ticket, the prizes, his reward.

[ credit to talk-to-tennant ]

"Is— is it meant to be bleeding, that much?"

"Help me."

"Don’t touch me!"

"You’re a monster."

"Why are we in a graveyard?"

"How long’s it been?"

"Do you even know what you’ve done?"

"Tell me you’re sorry."

"Do it for me."

"They’re fast, faster than you can believe. Don’t turn your back, don’t look away, and whatever you do… don’t blink."

"Good luck."

"I’m sorry. I’m so sorry."

"Hurts, doesn’t it?"

"Oh, yeah. It does suck when someone says one thing and does the other, doesn’t it?"

"I’m scared."

"I need a doctor."

"Can I help?"

"Excuse you."

"What’ve you done?"

"What’re you doing?"

"How old are you?"

[Text]: There’s blood. There’s a lot of blood.

[Text]: I’m going to need a ride home. Don’t ask why.

[Text]: Mission failed.

[Text]: I may have accidentally handcuffed myself to the stairs.

[Text]: When you get home, remember this. It wasn’t me.

[Text]: I hear the voices when I’m dreaming.

[Text]: Are you naked?

[Text]: Come over to my place and play strip poker.

[Text]: I HAVE DONE SOMETHING TERRIBLE

[Text]: What do you prefer, chocolate syrup or whip cream?

[Text]: Answer me honestly. Am I hot?

[Text]: Do you wanna have a sleepover?

[Text]: Truth or dare?

[Text]: That’s illegal.

[Text]: I’ve always wanted to hear you beg. How about tonight?

  Dito couldn’t help letting out a chuckle at her reaction. Good. Juuust what he was hoping for! He looked over her hand from where he was standing, bring his foot back in it’s previous position. Maybe he could smash it against the wall again and help with that little predicament of hers.

  Friends? Is she serious? After all of this? Well, if it’d get him the chance to harm her again, should he go for it? Without taking his eyes off her he mulled it over. Or at least pretending to. He just wanted her to have to stand there in pain and panic a little longer! After a rather long pause, he finally answered.

  “I’ll think about it." He shouldn’t be so quick to agreeing, after all. It’s not like he owed her anything.

"Meet me at the park in three day’s time..if you’re still interested. If you’re not there..I’ll know that you changed your mind." Though after all of this she really hoped that he wouldn’t. He does kind of owe her for her hand and all. She’ll definitely be going to the hospital to get it checked out as soon as this is over. 

  He lifted his arms up into a shrug and shook his head, turning his head away before he had a chance to see the cringe. Now is the encounter over with? He didn't have to deal with her anymore after this! He'll just have to hang out at home for the next couple days.

  Goodbye for as long as I shall live, Tsukumo.

  Snapping back into reality with her introduction, the smile never left his face. She looked so helpless holding her hand like that! Haha! He really hurt her! He didn’t pay attention to the strength he used when he did it, but ohh was he glad he used it.

  “You’re not really my problem so you’ll have to go to a hospital on your own." He clicked his tongue, narrowing his eyes and looked at her akin to a predator examining their prey. He didn’t want to lose someone like this, too, though.

A gasp as he stepped forward, on instinct she stepped back now. Her expression was still unchanging, but she was a bit scared now. He had no mercy even on the streets it seemed. She didn’t want any other part of her body to be injured like her hand was. "I won’t have to go to the hospital." A sharp intake of breath as she says this. There’s still one question that she must ask though.

  Dito couldn't help letting out a chuckle at her reaction. Good. Juuust what he was hoping for! He looked over her hand from where he was standing, bring his foot back in it's previous position. Maybe he could smash it against the wall again and help with that little predicament of hers.

  Friends? Is she serious? After all of this? Well, if it'd get him the chance to harm her again, should he go for it? Without taking his eyes off her he mulled it over. Or at least pretending to. He just wanted her to have to stand there in pain and panic a little longer! After a rather long pause, he finally answered.

  "I'll think about it." He shouldn't be so quick to agreeing, after all. It's not like he owed her anything.

  Ooh, she’s younger than him. Haha! Wow, talk about sad. To look like that at seventeen.. ahahaha! He didn’t expect her to be so persistent for her age. Not to mention with all that she’s told him she doesn’t sound like she does this often at all. Lucky him. Dito shifted his head back up in the normal angle upright, noticing her hand on it’s way to his shoulder.

  A mischievous smile crept up the corners of his mouth as he lifted up his own hand to take hold of hers. Promptly smashing it into the nearby wall. Whatever damage he did he honestly didn’t care about. He wanted to hurt her! So bad. This opportunity was too grand for him to have pass up. Plus, if she’d put up with his mouth, who knooows what else she’d put up with?

  “Dito."

Dito was his name, right? Well, let’s not be rude. She should introduce herself regardless of what he just did. "Tsu…kumo." Her body trembled now, a small crowd had stopped and gathered around them now. Some looked on in disbelief that a young man would hurt a woman like this. They’d all have to learn like she did. A grunt now as her hold on her hand tightened. Such strength..

  Snapping back into reality with her introduction, the smile never left his face. She looked so helpless holding her hand like that! Haha! He really hurt her! He didn't pay attention to the strength he used when he did it, but ohh was he glad he used it.

  "You're not really my problem so you'll have to go to a hospital on your own." He clicked his tongue, narrowing his eyes and looked at her akin to a predator examining their prey. He didn't want to lose someone like this, too, though.

  It’s kind of like a game! … An infuriating game.

  He wanted to make it obvious he knew she was tailing him, but she probably already knew that, huh? He couldn’t hear her footsteps, so he relied on the funny feeling like someone was following you to guide his movements. Usually he was the one following after, hahaha! Ahh.. but this is annoying. He felt the feeling closer, now. Sliding on his heel, he spun around in a swift motion, facing her and pulling his hands back. Like hell he’d let her touch him.

  “You can make it up to me by leaving me alone, hag." Scoffing, he tilted his head, staring at her.

"I don’t give up so easily." Her hand dropping to her side now as she stared at him. This is the worst anyone has treated her honestly, well..scratch that. Whenever she strolls through the ghettos of Kairos she gets a few stares and cruel words. Not like she’d ever let anything like that bother her though. You’re going to have to try harder if you want to hurt her feelings, boy. She’s not easily moved in that sense. 

She taps her foot on the ground now, this isn’t a very fun game when the other isn’t as ethusiatic as she. It’s difficult to read her emotions what with her face always staying the same. She’s feeling pretty..excited? Was that the right word for it? Or rather..she’s just a little on edge as she doesn’t know what he’ll do next. Heh, who’d have thought that she’d meet someone who she thought was so interesting. It didn’t help that he had a pretty face. You’d never expect someone who looks like he does to have such a nasty personality. That made him all the more interesting though. She’s determined now.

"I am but seventeen years old." Ouch, being called a hag wasn’t too nice. Especially with all these people moving around them on the street. Some even stopped to give the two a look. Quarreling couple? Not quite. Tsukumo reaches forward once again now, another attempt to place her hand on his shoulder. If only he’d just accept it. 

  Ooh, she's younger than him. Haha! Wow, talk about sad. To look like that at seventeen.. ahahaha! He didn't expect her to be so persistent for her age. Not to mention with all that she's told him she doesn't sound like she does this often at all. Lucky him. Dito shifted his head back up in the normal angle upright, noticing her hand on it's way to his shoulder.

  A mischievous smile crept up the corners of his mouth as he lifted up his own hand to take hold of hers. Promptly smashing it into the nearby wall. Whatever damage he did he honestly didn't care about. He wanted to hurt her! So bad. This opportunity was too grand for him to have pass up. Plus, if she'd put up with his mouth, who knooows what else she'd put up with?

  "Dito."

  “No." Finally answering the push of friendship, there was no way he’d agree to becoming her friend. He’d rather be on the receiving end of his own torture before even considering being any amount acquainted with her. "You’re wasting your time." He brushed off his clothes wherever any grass might have clung to, raising his hand up for a half-assed wave goodbye.

  “I don’t want to be friends with someone like you. I’m not interested," he looked back at her with contempt, "you’re pathetic."

She decided to speed up her pace now. Her footsteps light on the pavement as to try not to alert him. He was probably smarter than that though, he knew she was tailing him. Funny how he didn’t try to stop her. Must meant that some part of him wanted her to come after him, how cute. 

She neared him now, close enough to reach for his wrist, which she did hoping to take hold. "I’m sorry."

  It's kind of like a game! ... An infuriating game.

  He wanted to make it obvious he knew she was tailing him, but she probably already knew that, huh? He couldn't hear her footsteps, so he relied on the funny feeling like someone was following you to guide his movements. Usually he was the one following after, hahaha! Ahh.. but this is annoying. He felt the feeling closer, now. Sliding on his heel, he spun around in a swift motion, facing her and pulling his hands back. Like hell he'd let her touch him.

  "You can make it up to me by leaving me alone, hag." Scoffing, he tilted his head, staring at her.

Same old town, same old night, same old happenings happening as Inigo made his way through the streets of downtown Kairos. There wasn’t much that really ever changed in his day to day schedule—but tonight, there was one thing that occurred to disrupt that.

As he crossed the street, from the corner of his eye did he spot someone walking opposite him begin to stumble and fall. What they tripped over, he wasn’t sure, but his feet moved of their own accord and his arms extended immediately to catch the person before they hit the ground.

Holding the stranger in an odd manner akin to how a dancer would dip their partner, he flashed a grin and spoke,

  Oh shit--

  ..No concrete. Surprisingly. He looked up to the one who prevented his fall and narrowed his eyes, "How valiant of you." Thanking him was the last thing on his mind even if the situation called for one. ..Oh, what expression was he making now? Who cares.

  "If you wouldn't be so kind can you stop holding me like this?"