#bornwraith

@bornwraith asked: ❝ you're sick, you know that? you're really sick... i can't believe you seriously do this kind of shit. ❞ spoken with an open-mouthed smile, the full-body jitters of a cheering colosseum spectator.

AND WEAPONS DON'T WEEP: STARTERS

   There is a violent twitch on David’s features as those words reach his ears. His shoulders hunch, a snarl on his lips. He should be used to this kind of judgement. Should be used to people calling him sick and broken and all manner of insults, but somehow, he thought Minami would be different. Wouldn’t judge him for what he does to survive. What he does to achieve his goals. Although, she judges everyone so maybe that was wishful thinking.

   He turns his glowing eyes from his victims, from the two cops who thought accosting this particular mutant was a good idea. Less of a good idea when he gets in their brains and forces them to point their guns at each other. And yes, maybe there was an instant of David puppeteering them into stupid dances just for giggles. No one said you can’t have fun while surviving.

   Mouth opens as he turns to look at Minami, harsh words rising up his throat. Then he sees the look on her face. That smile, almost enamoured. The excitement buzzing in her. He blinks, eyebrows rising in surprise.

    “You’re … actually enjoyin’ this,” he states. Another blink in shock and then David laughs. His hand rises to his face, partially hiding how his own grin twists his face into something terrifying. For a moment his laugh slides into hysteria. “Fuck. You’re more insane than I am.”

   David hunches a little deeper into his jacket. It’s less about making himself less noticeable, the gravity defying hair makes that impossible, and more about not wanting to bump into anyone. As much as he loves a good tucked away bookstore, they do tend to be on the cramped side. Usually that’s not a problem. Places like these aren’t frequented by a lot of people at once but right now there are a few more people present than normal. Which means it takes a moment for David to prepare himself for the whole accidental touch thing before walking in.

    He manages to not touch anyone as he weaves through the isles to get to the science section. David stands in this one spot for a good few minutes, picking out the books that focus on astrophysics and cosmic bodies. He reads through the blurbs, trying to figure out which one he should take. He would like to have them all, but he doesn’t really have a way to carry them. Better to just take one, after all, he has to travel light.

   He gets halfway through the synopsis of Cosmos by Carl Sagan when he starts hearing a string of fairly aggressive thoughts directed his way. Usually that’s something he’d ignore, or at least push aside until he feels a real threat in it, but they really grab his attention. They’re different to the discomfort he’s getting from everyone else. He’s definitely had a couple people look at him, glance at his hair, and then move away while thinking the usual anti-mutant drivel. But this one just feels aggressive in general. It’s kinda odd.

"I would, but you were kind of in my way trying to get out of here." Shiori gently nudged the toe of her boot against Minami's leg It would be nothing to step right over her and continue on her way, but it was something else entirely to make this day more interesting if she could gain another friend.

Or enemy. She was keeping her options open.

⸻ ❛ Whoa, whoa, whoa! I dunno if all of that is necessary. ❜ Remington is not puritanical, thank you very much, however he is taken aback by the pure malice of Minami's short and sweet words. It's written across his face, with wide eyes and mouth slightly agape.

Then, with shock turning to confusion, his brows furrow and out comes the question he's not sure he wants the answer to, ❛ What the hell'd they do t'you? ❜

𖤝 … @bornwraith.

“No! That’s not- I was tryin’ to-,” David bristles before he cuts himself off.

He groans deep in the back of his throat, his free hand rising to press his fingers to his forehead. His eyes scrunch closed in frustration.

Okay, so maybe he does whine a lot but frankly he’s got a lot of reason to complain. At this moment that’s not what is happening. David has noticed something out of the ordinary with Minami lately, something that makes him worry about her. So, here's his attempt to bring up that concern. He shouldn’t be surprised by the assumption he’s talking about himself and then the goading into a kind of healing factor kill game with an insult thrown in.

Classic Mini.

“Fuck me for carin’, I guess,” he grumbles, shoulders hunching and hands getting shoved into the pockets of his pants. He goes silent for a moment, jaw working in its sockets as his gaze slides towards her.

"unfortunately i cannot say the same for you."

nothing about her voice, or the smirk on her mouth, or the gun she is pointing back in the other's direction, says natasha is apologetic but she can mouth the word all the same.

head tilts as she continues to study this would-be killer of the black widow.