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I wanted to explore him and his anger because I feel like his anger would play a huge role in his obsession. There's plenty of times we’ve seen that as much as he tries to play nonchalant dreadhead he is also just as easily ragebaited. I also feel like he’d low-key get upset bout not being right all the time. But anyways…

The Cleaners: Did not immediately inform Rudo that Gris was alive The Hellguard: Did not immediately inform Rudo that Enjin was alive (malicious version) Jabber Wonger: Informs Rudo that Zanka is alive immediately upon being asked

The sound of tapping echoed in the room. The impatient rhythm of a pen hitting paper. Zanka stared at the report in front of him in hopes of focusing on what was in front of him.

Just a simple report: arrived to town, found trash beast, killed trash beast, took a much needed lunch break, then came back.

Easy.

Except, no it's not easy, because he was once again lying on said report, due to the nature of how said mission went, with the usual uncalled for variable making his arrival, causing unnecessary havoc before dipping. Zanka, had in fact, not taken a lunch break but had instead been past out on the ground working through a painful paralytic.

But that wasn't the issue, they had been doing this…whatever this is for like months now. No the issue is, for some stupid reason, his own personal menace had decided to give him the rundown on some new poisonous plants and venom he had picked up. These rant session could go on for hours shifting from one topic to the next, ranging from the complex make up of a specialty poison he was working on, to the disgustingly detailed descriptions of the outcome of a stomach bug he got from rancid vendor food. "It was coming out of both ends man, BOTH ENDS! It was soo~o brutal, Hehehe…haaa ya shoulda been there. Oh we~ell! Next time for sure!"

Zanka's face scrunches up at that memory. A vile person that man is.

Zanka is stuck listening to him while the paralysis slowly dissipates, and unfortunately… he's found he honestly doesn't mind it. His voice is oddly…soothing, it's animated, even when he can't see he can usually tell his movements—jumping as it slightly vibrates from movement, of sailing from left to right as he rocks his body back and forth, probably sitting. Even when he's in his weirdly calm state, where he seems to be in rest mode solely rebooting himself.

But today, today was…weird. Jabber had been going on a explanation of the toxin currently cycling throughout his body.

But then suddenly he just stopped, like someone hit pause on the remote. He couldn't see him and he had honestly thought he left. Until he felt it. It wasn't physical, but it coulda been by how hard his eyes had been trained on him.

"What are ya doin'?"Zanka pushed out, agitated.

"Just..Shhhhh…I'm concentratin," Jabber mock whispered.

Zanka couldn't see him, which meant he couldn't possibly see what he was "concentrating" on, but it couldn't be anything good.

"Could ya, I dont know, concentrate on something else?"

"I said, shhhh, damn…"

Zanka sighed, what coulda possibly been so importa—

"GOTCHA!"

Jabber had lounged above him clasping his hands together quickly. He had caught something….what Zanka had no clue, but jabber looked pretty prouda himself, that was for sure,"Hehe, I. Am. The. Best! GOD DAMN! Jabber never fails!" he celebrates dancing around him.

He hears rather than sees the over performance but it's nothing new to their unconventional…situation.

As jabber finishes he bounces over leaning over his head till his still clasped hands hover over them. His wicks shift around them as Jabber leans over him, and if Zanka hadn't have already been paralyzed, this definitely would have froze him in place.

Jabber's eyes were crinkled at the edges, magenta shinning brightly even when inactive. But it was his smile, it was one he had never seen before, genuine and soft, like a child who just got exactly what they wanted for christmas. His grin was all teeth and yet it was not threatening,

'What the hell?!'

"Zanka! Zanka!! LOOK!!" He holds his hands out allow a small window between his ring fingers, before tilting his head to side and closing his eyes, "Dendrobates tinctorius azureus!" he shouts cheerfully.

"W-what—"

"A poison dart frog! Pretty right…right!? Best part it's blue! Just like you and lovely!"

"…Huh??"

He groans as he remembers the long description of the frog he had unceremoniously stuffed into a cloth baggy.

He had listened the entire time, while he subconsciously filed away the that grin he had been hit with unexpectedly. It had caught him off guard—sent him on a spiraling of cataloging every unique facial expression and movement he had ever seen the other boy make.

And why is that important, well… now he can't help but think, what does he look like when he's concentrating? It was a face that haunts him, as he can't quite picture it. Does he bite his lip, eyebrows furrowed as he works through the problem, and if so which lip does he bite, top or bottom. Does he lose himself to it and bite down too hard??

Or perhaps…

..maybe instead his tongue pokes out, looking like a cat scenting the air. Do his eyes dilate, squinting as he tries to zero in on the object of his obsession. Maybe he bites down on it by accident, a little blood trickling down his—NOPE!

No, not doing it. He slams his head onto the table. He groans into it, most crescendo into a scream, before he presses his hands to his grasping it. He shoots up head tilted to the sealing as he bites his lip muffling a scream as he yanks his hair. He knows he's throwing a mini tantrum, and he's sure if Rudo, Riyo, or grounds please no, Enjin, were to see him he'd never hear the end of it.

He can't help it, though. Not when Jabber does that. Even when he's not here he's doing… weird things to him. Zanka drops to the floor in sudden squat, placing his head in his hands, before sighing. He drags his hands down his face groaning before collapsing fully into a starfish on the ground.

He stares up at the ceiling defeated. Once again Jabber has won the battle. One he isn't even here for, because of course he does…Damn genius…

He groans before picking his head up to look at his desk. This is gonna become a stupid problem, isn't it?

He lets his head fall back to the ground with a sigh.

Anyways. Zanka is absolutely a biter.

In the beginning it starts out as purely a defensive mechanism, Zanka biting and snapping at anything that came too close. Of course, Jabber tested to see everything about he could. What triggered it, how hair pin was it, how strong his will to bite was when intoxicated.

Only this starts to train Zanka out of defensive biting. He grows to expect what Jabber's about to do, so he decides it's time to beat him to the punchline.

It's small things, here and there when Jabber puts himself too close to Zanka's mouth. Teeth itching to sinking into skin and muscle to teach Jabber a lesson.

Things get heated, intense, adrenaline is pumping harder than usual. The fight is close between them, and Zanka rolls Jabber to his back, on top of him. Close quarters isn't conducive to Lovely, but he can't fucking lose this.

Instinct propels his turning mind over, lips curling back on his teeth and mouth lunging, open, snarling, for Jabber's throat.

While yes its jabbers soul and zankas soul touching here, its more than that

People often point out that zankas name is there right in the middle of lovely, but its covered by rope literally binding it down, thus representing zanka tying himself down and being the one to put the limits on himself

But do note that this form of mankira is also jabber holding himself back. Unique as of yet from other jinki, mankira has two completely different forms, one hiding behind the other where jabber is able to only bring out the claws. Here, its just his claws, hiding his true form because he thinks nobody can witness her true potential enough to make it worth it, against zankas lovely, his name clear as day and held back and tied down.

Zankas desires have always been clear as day to anyone whos seen him, him wanting to be stronger, to be acknowledged, to be better than everyone else, to prove himself, and thats why u can see his name there, right in the center of her, clear as day, as well as the thing thats holding him back too

But with jabber? Jabbers name on mankira can only be seen on her true, complete form. Whenever we see jabber fighting in just the claws, its him hiding himself, holding himself back.

Its not as clear to others, and maybe even to himself, what he wants, but he wants people to draw that want out of him. He wants to be desperate enough to try his damn hardest, someone /making/ him need to bear his own name on his own soul for others to see, leave him no other choice /but/ to want, and maybe thats why he was disappointed after his second fight with zanka.

He saw zanka and all that hes shown him and each time he kept getting excited for more. Like this is him, thoughts racinf a mile a minute, thinking that rhis guy xan take it, he can handle me at my fullest, can take mankira and jabber no holds barred

Its jabber not wanting to face this denial that probably had him tweaking out next to zanka, trying to figure out if he was wrong ornif this was a fluke, and if he was wrong how much? What made the difference? If he stoops down to his level, if he puts his claws back in, maybe then?

Jabber has always been the best at seeing thru givers, and zanka with jinki. Jabber doubting zanka is him doubting himself and his own judgement. Hes the one that chose to bear his soul to zanka.

Hes recognized him as someone possibly with another transformation, someone hiding their true self and desires too (which, correct) and interpretinf zanka currently unable to create that new form as zanka not meeting his expectations, thar he bared his soul for his audience of one, a rematch that they both chose, declared very publicly, and that he misjudged.

Like this is him asking zanka to meet him where hes at, he wont budge, wont move aside, he wanrs zanka to get to his level and kick his ass

He takes pride in his insight and having doubt put into that (zanka didnt have another transformation, he thought wrong. Zanka couldnt handle mankira, thus jabber, in her entirety, he must have judged wrong) is a hit to him where it doesnt even hurt, its just disappointing.

(sneaking it in here but like its interesting how as enjin told rudo when he was explaining generally the different types of jinki, he said that if u love something to the point that you want to keep it "perfect" it usually manifests into something defensive or utility based (the guy with the letters in mymos crew, eyes, cleaners hq), and when u love something to the point of "showing it off " as in using it to perfection, it becomes an offensive weapon (lovely assistaff, the ripper, umbreaker, all things that people /use/), mankira is once again unique in that its a piece or jewelry, something usually kept to shine and be pretty and perfect, and yet the love jabber shows her is the want to use her to her max potential, showing that he looks at her and sees /potential/ in what she can do and not just that shes pretty)