@apexapricity inquired: ✿ for lumine

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@6uppet inquired: did you ever think it would come to this?

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IT IS IN THAT MOMENT , a fleeting one nonetheless -- that Yae Miko is torn between a scowl and a smile so condescending. Arms remain folded along her chest, her gaze daring to pierce right through him. There are a thousand words that could be said ; resentment pity, bitterness, and perhaps deep down ( and never to surface her lips ) a yearning for things to have been different.

At first, no .

Not quite wise enough yet, faced with too many hardships and pining for some kind of positivity after all the horrors that befell Inazuma. Blind faith in her god, a weariness that never quite surfaced : the creation of her first puppet, the kunikuzushi. He too, who was abandoned by their god.

Miko allows herself to sigh, one of her ears twitching. " Us at odds? " She quips, her head tilting ever slightly to the side. " Dear me, I've never considered the concept. "

A frown happens before she can help herself, facial features churning before Miko grips tighter onto her arms. The kitsune refuses to allow herself to draw upon the what ifs : because what would their lives be, had fate taken a different course? Would they be here now, ready to deal blows?

* answered from blood on your sleeve ! / @byufo.

she think's she must be unlucky , that seem's the most reasonable when she's yet again in the crossfire of trouble. ( * only little relief she can find in the situation is that there no bugs or lit torches involved. ) " is it that bad ? " Ashley knows she shouldn't ask that it only makes one want to look for themselves more. she nod's forest shaded hues focused on Abigail who reassures her ; to drive focus on her & she does.

a stinging pain to her ankle ... so much for a relaxing break ; a week away from thinking about assignments or notes to catch up on. she'd take a heap load of that over this right now. " sorry , I kinda got in the way back there . "

a moment too late of a reaction & she should be lucky it only her ankle , something that won't leave a scar but be a pain to walk on ( * not that she can't handle it , Ashley has been through worse. ) " what about you , are you okay ? " Abigail had been focusing on her / so it only right she asks too.

* answered from BLOOD ON YOUR SLEEVE ! @harperhydra

she think's luck must not really be on her side , when the events of Spain are far past the blonde in what feels like a whole nightmare thst happened a life time ago ( * danger still seems to find it way back to her / yet now it not hooked talons & bug infected locals ) Ashley momentarily has to blink away the disorientation that will only result in a brutal headache to come. it takes her a moment to register Helena words , to hold still. the part of her mind that still catching up wants to ask why ? till her head tilts down , a mirror shard lodged into the leg from the window that had shattered upon impact. it stings & she breathes to calm the waking nerves that threaten to spill at the simplicity that it hurts. Ashley wants to tell her to take it out but even she seen enough movies to know that something you absolutely don't do. " okay sorry ... " she does try to stop squirming , when Helena tries her best to stabilize it.

bright optics look around & it absolute chaos , a thin layer of dust settles through cracks of sunbeams spilling through the now split walls. " what do we do ? " she trusts her to make the right choice , when Ashley father had assigned her to accompany the blonde on a meeting that he was confident his daughter could handle for him while he takes of matters at home. that all it was meant to be & everything had been going smoothly , they had made it to the location , waiting for the rest of the attendees to arrive the soft ticking of the office room was calming / suddenly this is there current situation.

she doesn't look back at her leg again , knowing the more she stares at it the worse it going to look instead opting for her gaze to tilt & focus on Helena to momentarily distract from the constant spike of pain at any slight movement.

The police station was buzzing with chatter with Eddie Munson still in the room for interrogation, even after Chrissy had explained what happened, including how it was her choice to buy drugs from him. Her parents didn't help Eddie's cause, especially with the reputation, and it was when Laura could be heard talking with the new Chief - stating how the Munson's were always trouble - when Chrissy's attention was cut short as someone had suddenly approached her and desperately embraced her.

Tense for a mere second, Chrissy recognized how she was being held, to the fresh comforting scent of her boyfriend. Tonight didn't feel real at all, and she was sure that it was only luck that she made it out rather than an act of God. "Jason." His name is muffled, but he could hear the relief to have him there as her hands gripped onto his back when she held onto him tight with broken sobs.