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Any more , and her desire will become sickening . The thrumming of heart is already pathetic enough , but the warmth between them , Angell's smile ... she could melt within this moment , should she be granted love's light for so long . Eleven pulls blanket closer to her face , sneaking a knee to Angell's thigh ; her playful protest , for she worries her chest may soon swirl with a certain craving .

' You're just saying that because I brought you takeout , aren't you ... ? hm ... Love you , too . '

Giddy the moment words leave beautiful lips , guilty the moment she realizes how selfish it is — to crave hearing those words forever , to want another beyond what she may have . Worse , she grows angry with herself ; resentful of her own emotions , scorning the heart that beats so eagerly whenever Angell speaks her name .

Now is no different . Before she may speak , she must calm herself & steady breathing , masking it all by shifting her weight upon the couch with a forced yawn to release the jitters .

She chews on the taffy candies she'd brought along as a snack rather unceremoniously , thinking little of how rude it may appear ; eating is essential , and if the woman felt left out , Oguri would offer a few pieces without a second thought (though perhaps a little sorrow , mourning the sweets she had saved for later.)

Arknights ...? Oguri's face goes blank , head shaking before she can even try to think too hard about it .

rain was merciless in its savage form: it beat against the windows in ragged fists, following the thunder that cared not about being silent. but inside... inside it was worse. a smirk curled at the corner of her mouth, turning to the other upon words meant to cause effect escaped. her posture was half-shadow and half-ritual, with the storm lighting her from behind. ❝ you say it like it's a punishment... and i like that. ❞ her stride commenced, not towards the other, but around. ❝ it's funny, however... all the brilliant minds, all the capable hands, and yet fate ties you to me. is it irony, do you think? or mercy? ❞ her digits lifted, hovered, albeit never quite touching for her restraint was a vice made of velvet. ❝ of course... if i'm the idiot you claim... what does that make the woman who keeps choosing to be near me? ❞

Rahu was somewhat confused. She had been sent to investigate some killings in Eastside, ones with relation to the Dark Web, though the solider had a feeling that there was more going on here.

It was night, the moon shone down into Discity the same as any other night. The tall buildings of Eastside towered above her. Rahu stood out like a saw thumb so those people that were out tonight seemed to avoid her, mostly. Those who came up to her curiously, she would growl at and cause them to scamper away.

The location she was heading to was an apartment, she managed to get inside only to find the corpse of a body, it seems as though this person was cut cleanly through with a sword.