#axel002

Location: Axel’s place

It’s not that Angel doesn’t like children...they just make her really nervous, that’s all. It’s not their fault, she gets that, but they’re just so small and so busy and so loud. Sometimes, they’re actually kind of gross. And when they come to her with a natural innocence and an excitement reserved for childhood, she hasn’t the slightest clue what to do. What if she does or says something wrong? What if she accidentally hurts it? The thought of dealing with a child drives anxiety straight into her core.

Twins, as she discovers, are her worst nightmare. A personal hell. Hyperaware, Angel sits on Axel’s couch with her hands clutching her knees tight. Her back is rigid, tension fixed in her shoulders. Maybe if she sits perfectly still, they won’t notice her sitting there, or notice the way her eyes continue to dart back to them from the corners. If only. The twins, they find sudden interest in Angel, their tiny little hands touching her. Oh god. “Ah?” She makes a noise, looking to Axel for help.

location: lupis

with: axel ( @eternallyxcrooked ) 

     her heart pounded against her chest as she sprinted through the woods. the abomination of nature they’d been chasing had managed to split her hunting party in two, and she was desperate to find axel and regroup. she turned, reaction time too slow except to see the flash of a white fangs inches from her face. 

there is no time to breathe, to even raise a hand in defense before it is too late and she is screaming, screaming as she struggles to fight the wolf off, and everything is red, red, red, and the realization of death --

Axel: i’d literally let you step on me.

Axel: like please.

Abra: what?