This reeeeeally depends... Sona has actually interacted with some Zeds, and theyāve all got their quirks. It depends which one of them asked in that case, but sheād certainly go out with one of them if he asked.
But letās consider things in a more general sense. Weād have to assume Sona didnāt really know either of them; least of all GD. Zed, I would like to imagine, would be far more forthcoming about who he is and what heās about. Why hide it?
... unless he was hiding it because he just wanted to go on a normal date like a normal person without the pressures of being the Master of Shadows and all. Aww... that breaks my heart a little bit.
But yeah. Sona might be curious about such a man if he presented himself well, but the dangerous vibes are definitely there.
Then you have this fucking guy, GD, disguising himself and suppressing his inner snake. If he was patient enough, charming enough, knew how to ask the right questions, itās really not that hard to make Sona feel valued and cared about. Sheās a naturally lonely person. If someoneās willing to take the time to communicate with her and get to know her, itās the easiest way to worm into her life.
Itās the easiest way to severely hurt her.
At a base level I want to say both guys are capable of doing that if they really wanted to, honestly... so it ends up being a really tough choice. If Sona knew that Zed lead an order that kinda sorta probably kills people that get in their way, then... yeah... it might be dangerous to go on a date with a ninja and all. But if GD just presented himself as a normal, artistic, laid-back, inquisitive sort of dude, sheād at least see how a date goes. Itās nothing serious after all.
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"Zed." The voice comes at an angle, a slight rasp that is more spat than spoken. It is followed in close by a haphazard hum, a crack of his fingers, then a long, sickened laugh. Jhin is clutching at his side, the tips of his index and thumb hidden underneath the flaps of his red, bloodsoaked robes. He is strewn over, partway on his knees, beside a tree stump. Someone else is collapsed next to him. "Drawn by the scent of my injury... tsss. Come to watch Khada Jhin suffer his wounds, is it?"
Ā Ā Ā Thump. Thump. Thump.
Ā Ā Ā Zed can feel his heart thudding in his chest, hear a pounding in his ears.
Ā Ā Ā āIām merely disappointed that I wasnāt the source of this injury.ā
Ā Ā Ā His voice is dry, devoid of emotion, but the thump-thump-thumping only grows louder. There is no wind to disturb the leaves, nothing to disturb the forestās suffocating silence save for Jhinās rasping gasps.
Ā Ā Ā Zed stares at Jhin for a long moment, watching him, not with concern, but with something akin to disinterest, though of course it isnāt that, either. Finally, his gaze slides over to the person ā only a corpse, now ā collapsed next to Jhin. Likely a formidable opponent, though Zed cannot fathom who would be able to bring Jhin to such a state when he himself has been incapable of doing so.
Ā Ā Ā Thump. Thump. Thump.
Ā Ā Ā Something rises up in him, an emotion that Zed cannot place his finger on. There is a hint of jealousy, but there is something else, too.
Ā Ā Ā Happiness? Perhaps, but it feels too painful for that alone. Regret?
Ā Ā Ā ā¦
Ā Ā Ā As the blood begins to dry, Jhinās robes grow more brown than red. That is quite a lot of blood, isnāt it? Some of it has to be from the poor thing lying next to Jhin, butā
Ā Ā Ā It would be difficult to survive such a wound, especially with such a large amount of blood lost, moreso when the victim was as thin as Jhin.Ā
Ā Ā Ā āMourning. Mourning, tainted with envy and joy and regret.
Ā Ā Ā Zed feels as though he might suffocate on it.
Ā Ā Ā The air smells like blood and misery. He takes a step forwards, as close as he can be while remaining out of Jhinās reach, then kneels, settling down with his legs crossed.
Ā Ā Ā āI will remain here as long as it takes to ensure that this ends.ā
surely, such insistence would be considered flattering to another man. to be fancied by someone so beautifulĀ would be a delight-- though jhinās initial response had been apathy, soon, he had been overrun by a strange sort of irritationĀ within his chest. clawing at his ribs like some sort of beastĀ attempting to pry its way out of him.Ā
the last two went on ignored. Ā
khada was inexperienced, not once had he been fancied by a man of pure intent. and certainly, this morbid display would never be considered pure.Ā
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please, @theblindboxer. like you need to ask for me to shower @gxldendemon in love.
kayla. kayla. kayla kayla kayla kayla.
oops. thatās six. oh well.
anyway. kayla. you know I love you, right? like, genuinely. itās been ā¦ I suppose a little bit over a year and a half at this point, maybe longer. whenād you make your TF? a little before that. I mean, you know this, but itās worth reiterating. 1.5 years might not be that long in the grand scheme of things, but, hey, thatās nearly 10% of my life, which isnāt exactly a small amount, either.
certainly enough for you to have had one hell of an impact on my life. thereās been bad, but thereās been so much more good than bad.Ā
look this is gonna get even longer than most of these Iām read-moring it
we talk a lot. hell, aside from days where I lose my ability to function like a human being, or something else happens, we kinda talk, well, every day. and you know what?
youāve made me smile every single one of those days. really. even on bad days, thereās still been those moments of hilarity. thatās not easy. thatās not. to keep that up day after day for so long is impressive.Ā
youāre so, so, so witty. genuinely. Iāve gotten in trouble for laughing in class more than once because of you. youāre creative, too. likeā like, astoundingly creative. whether itās a ridiculous or serious idea, you always find a way to make it work, to make it yours, to make it unique and distinct and good. you can talk about so many things for hours on end; you can make any idea compelling. you always know just what to say to add a dose of hilarity to any situation, and I know that if Iām ever upset, I can come to you, be it for support or just to feel laughter.
youāre honest, too. itās a damn good quality to have. youāre straight-up, and yeah, sure, it can result in feeling bad sometimes, but in the long run? itās always better. thereās no dancing around issues, thereās getting through them and solving them.
really, if not for your honesty, I donāt think this friendship would have lasted as long as it has. Iām bad with solving interpersonal issues, I am. but you know? here we are, still friends, still damn good friends, and I am so, so, so happy thatās true.Ā
that honesty has helped me be a better person, too. itās encouraged me to be more honest, to stop rolling over or hiding feelings, to stop things from becoming a problem before itās even a possibility.
even aside from that, youāve helped me become a better person. you encourage me when I need it, youāve helped me be patient, youāve helped me learn about a lot of flaws that I have, and youāve helped me learn to fix them.Ā
I genuinely donāt think I would be half the person I am without you. hell, pretty sure half the reason I think Iām mostly free of the whole depression thing isĀ ācause of you. Iām a more confident person because of you. Iām a way, way better writer.Ā
youāre good at listening, too. you ā you take everything into account. like ā¦ I dunno, if I mention somethingās bothering me, you remember that. Iāve seen it happen multiple times, and I never know how to bring it up so I can properly say thank you, but, like, seriously, man. thank you. thatās something that says so, so much about you.
youāre also a really strong human being. resilient. I donāt know how youāve managed to make it through half the things you have, but Iām so glad you are. gods, kayla, there arenāt words for just how fucking much you mean to me. youāre here and that makes me so ecstatic and this might come off wrong but Iām so proud of you for having made it through everything because man, you donāt deserve any of it but you shoulder the burden and you press on with life anyway and thatās inspiring and amazing and I am proud because youāve mentioned how hard it is but you do it anyway
have I mentioned the creative thing? like, to transition into how much I love your writing: youāre creative and determined and driven.Ā
lemme elaborate. you mentioned earlier today, I think, maybe yesterday (I have no concept of time) that the reason a lot of your ideas work is because you deliver on them, and damn, dude, youāre right
a lot of your ideas sound fuckinā ridiculous in a vacuum, but you always figure out a way to twist them and work with them until they become something absolutely spectacular.Ā GD as he is is such an inspiring character. heās sinister. heās more than just a serial killer. itās easy to fall into tired tropes with villains. it is. you donāt. you make him unique, you make him your own. part of that is your creativity. your ideas are fantastic; they always bring something new to the table, but part of that is the determination/drive.
the amount of effort you put into bettering your writing is astounding. I love hearing you talk about how you were inspired by something you read, or how you wrote something to practise description, or how youāre cognisant of what you need to work on then immediately strive to do so. Iāve never seen anyone who actively tries so hard to improve, and damn, dude, it shows. for all that you drag past kayla, past kayla was already an amazing writer.
and look at you now. you get what Iām saying, right? like ā if thatās how good you were then, and now youāre able to look down upon yourself like that ā I mean, are there really words to describe how skilled of a writer you are now?
ācause I donāt think so. your ability to create tension is unparalleled, your dialogue is fantastic, your narrative voice is so strong, every word you use absolutely exudes the character youāre channelingā
idk man. Iām literally inspired by your writing on a daily basis, okay. I love reading your work.
just.
fuck.
for all this, there really arenāt words to explain just how lucky I am that I met you. youāre kind. genuine. open. honest. resilient. creative. skilled. driven. determined. witty. supportive. friendly. hilarious. amazing. stellar. fantastic.
I never could have imagined when I opened ekko that I would get to meet such an outstanding friend, nor that they would become this important to me.
I am so lucky that I did.
I love you. I really, really, really do. words canāt convey it. they flat out canāt. you mean the world to me, man, and Iām so happy and lucky and every-word-ever that I get to talk to someone like you every day
I love you
I hope that our friendship lasts a long, long, long time, because my life has been made infinitely better with your presence in it, and I can only hope the same holds true for you
ā”ļø + My dear, don't you ever doubt your control?
certainly, a good question to ask. as most were marred by... impulsiveness. indeed, it would be easy to get carried away in excitement--- in an almost perpetual state of hunger. but he felt no such thing, no such impulse to drive him forward. Ā
such a lack of motivation could surely be bland. oh, but he wasĀ bland. from the dullness of his voice, to his state of disaffection.Ā
Ā Ā he could almost be called a doll, a marionette.
Ā to touch and feel nothing. to be hit, and feel nothing. he didnāt feel the painĀ of living or the joyĀ of being alive.
Ā Ā ā i do not, dear. i must ask you as well, why are you so curious?ā
