ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟɪᴛʏ

          her foot planted firmly against the ground, once more, hip cocked && gloved fingers resting neatly against the curve. this guy was loud – and annoying, to boot. “ not really, asshole. but i know your type tends to be sensitive and cry from the slightest touch. “ her tone was host to all of her fangs, lips pulling back, ever so slightly in grimace. she hated dealing with people. people that were named albedo, in particular. “ now, if you don’t mind. i think you owe me a little something—. “ she’d begin, brow furrowing from the surge of annoyance & expectancy, both. “ money. a lot of it. “ with hand outstretched, her fingers would curl inward a few times, beckoning.

          “ maybe i’ll even crush that pathetic excuse of a ballsack beneath my heels, if you hurry it up. “ toothy, threatening grin was followed by the fleeting visual of kainé grinding the flat of her heel against the tilework. 

     her comment earned her another chuckle. he was certain she'd never seen a type like him before. she was an intriguing one to be sure. her hostility paired alongside her top dog, place the world beneath her heel schtick. he found it all too amusing. him owing her was equally rich, though it earned her no laugh. he watched as her finger beckon impatiently. ❛ 𝙰𝙷𝙷, 𝚈𝙴𝚂... 𝙽𝙾𝚆, 𝙸 𝚂𝙴𝙴 𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙸𝚃 𝙸𝚂! 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙾𝙶 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽𝙴𝙳 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙱𝙴𝙶𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙰 𝚃𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃 𝙰𝙵𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙱𝙴𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚂𝙾 𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙻 𝙰𝚂 𝚂𝙷𝙴'𝚂 𝚃𝙾𝙻𝙳. 𝙰 𝙿𝙰𝚃 𝙾𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳? 𝙰 𝚁𝚄𝙱 𝚃𝙾 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙱𝙴𝙻𝙻𝚈? 𝙸'𝙼 𝙰𝙵𝚁𝙰𝙸𝙳 𝙳𝙾𝙶𝙶𝚈 𝙷𝙰𝚂𝙽'𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚈 𝙷𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝚈𝙴𝚃..! ❜ 

     the force of the kick, even as flimsy as it was played, was enough force to bring any normal man to his knees, writhing with pain. out of commission and forced into the fetal position until their pain subsided to stand at last when the shame of their fall left them. albedo, however, was no normal man. though pain shot through his leg like it would any other, he remained standing. wincing slightly before it faded. transforming into a light titter of laughter. the pain was just too sweet. he fancied taking a step back as would be a body’s normal reaction. to avoid being struck again, but he was curious as to what she really had in her. what pain could she truly show him? 

         HIS EXPRESSION GAVE NO hint to the turning cogs within his mind and instead displayed that of amusement. a cocked brown and slight smirk. gaze scanning the item held aimed at his person, near his face for optimal observation, or so he’ll assume. adorable? adorable, indeed. in an entertaining sense. though according to history a single has held many uses. he found hers to be comically large. an odd choice and laughable at that. his hand raises at the side of his body. an open palm gently and slowly pushing the fan from view. he eyes following it, then quickly shift to her. ❛ why, i’ve only just met them~! hardly enough time to ignite an affectionate spark, wouldn’t you say? ❜ he chuckles lightly.

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