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He slams their lips together, slightly wincing. Yahaba runs his fingers through the mysterious girls hair, playing with the strands. He pulls away, a please expression on his face.

OH FUCK. IM SORRY I KNOW WHAT IT WAS NOW. 

pleaasseeee send it again im sorry

Yahaba took the drink from Kageyama, thanking him profusely. He wasn’t completely sure that he could go back to playing right away. If he pushed himself he could end up throwing up again. He opted to staying in the bathroom, waiting for the feeling to pass. 

He poured some of the energy drink into his mouth, swished it around, and spit it into the toilet. He took a minute to stop the wave of dizziness from sending him straight into a wall. Yahaba shook his head, resting his cheek on the edge of the toilet. 

Váil’s eyes followed Magni around. He was still in Midgard, still hunting.

For the one he was to kill

 Yet Magni insisted on keeping him company. No matter how many times Váli threatened to kill him, Magni persisted and stayed. 

Váil thinks its because he wants to help Höor get away

They haven’t set their plan in motion yet, but Magni was constantly there, keeping tabs on Höor. They still didn’t know what human vessel was holding Höor. 

Once they did, Váli would crush him

 Váli sighed watching Magni walk in front of him for the hundredth time. “Magni you need to sit down before you make a hole in my floor." 

He was sure that Magni had a sweet spot for Höor

It didn’t matter, he had to kill Höor, and if Magni got in the way, he would put him down as well.

 "Magni, learn that you can’t help everyone, especially one who is fated to die.” His eyes narrowed, and if possible, his black eyes darkened. 

They turned completely black

 His human host, Tsutomu Goshiki, had gotten too close to a normal human. Váli of course was powerless against his human host. They only thing he had power over was taking control of his host and becoming a god. It was the same amongst all gods. 

Of course he was powerless

 He stood up from his chair, pulling out one of his short swords. Just like him, his weapon got reincarnated into something more modern. 

Something unappealing

 It was more pointed than rounded. He thrust it down into a nearby table, spinning around glaring at the other god. 

 "Your sympathy is overwhelming. What do you want?“

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Magni had spent at least a good fifteen minutes pacing up and down in front of Váli and now Váli was pissed at him. He didn’t want to leave Váli’s side in case he really did find Höor. Magni did have a sweet spot for Höor; only because he got to know him unlike Váli. 

“Sorry. I’m just thinking.” He stopped pacing, looking at the god before him. He jumped a bit when Váli’s eyes turned black. He knew that Höor was destined to die, but Magni couldn’t help but feel sad about it. He was hoping that he could extend Höor’s life even if it was by a day. 

“I know. But why do you have to kill him the minute you find him? Can’t you like keep him for a few days or something?” Magni watched warily as Váli stood up and took out his weapon. Váli was unpredictable and scared him a little. He let out a small squeak, covering his face with his arms.