thirdsonofkou :
justicescales :
perfektionists :
“Very well. I shall follow you. Hmmm… a hired kill? At least there is a witness. That is more than we can say for most of these cases, as I am sure you very well know.”
Y34H
TH4TS WHY 1TS SO T1M3 S3NS1T1V3
[You start walking, leading her out of the apartment complex and down the street.]
WH4T W3 KNOW SO F4R 1S TH4T TH3R3 W4S 4 CH3RRY FL4VOR3D POSTC4RD L3FT 4T TH3 SC3N3
W3 TH1NK TH3 4TT4CK3R F41L3D TH3 K1LL ON PURPOS3, BUT W3 H4V3 Y3T TO F1GUR3 OUT WHY–
[You continued talking even despite “cherry” being the keyword. It’s amazing how you made all of this shit up on the spot and didn’t even waver or crack a smirk as you knew what was about to happen.]
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He’d long since chalked it up to her unique experiences in surviving her culture back home, but even among the trolls he knew of, it seemed to Kouha that Terezi was a lot more apt at keeping a poker face than most. It had always been more than a little impressive in his mind, and he was sure she knew it, but in moments like these, it was always something to wonder over.
Then again, it wasn’t often the young former prince went about kidnapping people off the street.
Once she casually gave the signal, Kouha darted out behind the pair and closed in fast, slipping between the pair to grab both Franziska’s and Terezi’s hands as he passed before he started to drag them down the street.
“Long time, no see, Frannie. Try to keep up, all right? We’ve got places to be.”
Before she realizes what is taking place, soft fingers close around her wrist. An affronted gasp leaves her lips at the intrusion, and she’s ready to fight off her captor when she realizes that it’s...
“Ren Kouha. What is the meaning of this? Have you come to escort us to the body?”
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