* OVERACTIVE / IMAGINATION .

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let! me! text! 

unprompted / accepting 

“ you wish. “

“ and play a bit longer you may. ” a huff of laughter. the bloom is crushed and the dried petals fall to the ground in a heap. the droplets of liquid they had pulled out of the flower drip like blood. “ oscar has the lamp now ? ” an eyebrow raise. ( of course he did. ) “ if you need an in into atlus, you’ll need to use your scroll. the whole place is on high alert and on lockdown. ”

‘ yep . and there’s no doubt he’ll fight me to keep it . ‘ gloved hand rests upon your hip . with how protective he seems to be of the lamp , you knew it’d be painfully difficult to get it from him . how annoying . ‘ do you want me to take it ? ‘ perhaps if you did , you and your team could book it and head to vacuo like anastasia wanted . mismatched hues watched as cerise practically drained the life out of that flower . 

unprompted / accepting .

“ perhaps. luckily for her, ” a rose is held betwix the summer maiden’s forefinger and thumb- a smile as soft as the velvety petals makes its way onto cerise’s face. “ we’ll keep an eye out. but tell me, neo- ” red eyes glance up. “ what is your course of action , next ? you seem quite keen on going off on your own. ”

“ i don’t like it either … ” jaune rests his arm around neo’s shoulder in an act of comfort, a smile easing its way on to his face. ( nora said it was the haircut. was it the haircut ? he’d ask neo about the haircut later- they could probably explain it with more straightforwardness than nora would. probably. ) “ i think it’s because i’m a hunter ? clover said that the people of mantle would be … very enthusiastic about our presence. maybe if i tell them i’m taken they’ll back off a tiny bit. ”

          “ aw, poor neo.  perhaps if you’d asked a little more politely. ”