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“Mmm, mmmmmmm okay you--” A consciously pointed figure would be directed Rose’s way before he resumes. “And just what kind of magic you found when it comes to bending locks to the will here? I don’t think any idea here I’m cooking is even coming close, so may I ask for a touch of mercy with a side of what’s on your mind here?” Sora muses while giving a mild tilt of the head, that anticipation itself crawling up his spine with a sense of excitement.

One more trick for the both of them to play with always warrants such a feeling.

flicks ur nose

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ABRUPTLY SETTLES UP.

”Did anyone ever tell ya that noses don’t substitute as on switches here? There’s a million other ways ya coulda got me up y’know!” ...Wait a second. But in that case, didn’t her plan go and work regardless!?

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”Only if they get the ‘smooth’ idea of mistreating her.”

In all honesty this conversation in general left a rancid burn in his throat he direly wishes to avoid. However his reactions were predictable to the utmost; clear to the point, boiled in his passion. “Listen closer here. She’s allowed to love who she wants and enjoy all the times to go with that. In fact, I’d be up for supporting ‘em if they were as happy as they could be.”

“But don’t get this twisted on how far it’d go. If I find that whoever this is goes and takes one the best damn things life can give ‘em and spit in her face to top it all off? They’d wish I’d remember what the time mercy frickin’ meant.” It took a shot of effort for the lethal heat in his voice to die down. Just picturing that, after all she’s been through to only be signed up for more hell? Ryuji sure as fuck wasn’t having that.