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"I've seen things far more frightening than this. It's fine"

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@heelspun ( misumi ) banter call.
"I've seen things far more frightening than this. It's fine"

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MARVEL STARTER CALL ⁂ keanu / kaito, for [ @heelspun ]
❛ 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐈'𝐌 not even sure if you like me, ❜ comes out of empath's mouth before he can stop it, because his damn brain apparently feels like ruining a thing or two today. keanu's immediately squeezing eyes shut as hand lifts to pinch at bridge of nose, an expression of self-flagellation at slip of tongue. but now that it's out, kaito surely will want to know what he means ― so empath takes a breath, & then continues. ❛ it's just the way you look at me, sometimes. like i don't mean what you say i do. like i'm just here for some amusement for you. ❜ he makes effort not to meet kaito's gaze, knows hiding will only make this worse, but has no other coping methods to draw on here. his sense of dread blossoms over their bond, tugging at heartstrings. ❛ i don't mean to― to assume shit, or put words in your mouth. ❜ it's probably says more about himself than it does about kaito at this point. ❛ i'm . . . sorry. ❜
[ DARLING ]: sender touches receiver's cheek from @heelspun / leo
brunette is a light sleeper - has been so her entire life. she's sure it's something a therapist would love to analyse, how even in rest maeve can't quite bring herself to feel safe, how the rare occasions where her sleep is deep it becomes full of nightmares. yet it's late enough she'd grown too exhausted to keep herself up, slender frame all the smaller on couch, having wanted (or, more honestly, needed) to wait for sound of door and his return.
gentle touch is enough to wake her, peridot eyes heavy as they flutter open, as they make out his familiar shape in the dark. giving a soft noise as she uncurls a little, pushing weight onto elbow, "you're back." an observation her more awake self would surely not need to do. "are you okay, how did it go?"
@heelspun is a warrior, and a familiar melody.
❝ Is there no way I can convince you to stay a while in Gateway City, sister? ❞
The witch wouldn't fault the woman opposite her for wishing to withdraw after such a spirited evening together. After conflict. After calamity. After even the comedy, that had unintentionally fallen o'er them. A good night's rest would be a blessed thing.
And yet?
Diana could barely abjure the river of laughter running just behind her expression, quirking her features toward a smile, and pulling the blood red aura from her gaze in place of a sea at rest.
❝ We passed a food truck a few streets back, do you recall? I can still smell the lamb on the breeze. ❞
𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐈𝐒 probably the safest time for him to be out && about. it’s not that monsters get particularly tame when the moon’s at her peak in the sky ( the opposite is true, in fact, they get worse ) but that, instead, they get agitated. he’s started to compare it to the fact that lions get irate when they haven’t eaten by lunch. sure, it might not be factually accurate, but far be it from verso to care. the comparison works: they’re still starving animals who might’ve missed breakfast, && here a five star meal is in a lucious green park with only a flask to protect himself with. and then there’s a roll of thunder, a few errant bolts of lightning, && dust. the blast goes a little further than verso intended, but it lances through the open maw of something straight from hell && only slightly singes the tree it eventually plows into. no inferno starts. that’s enough of a win for him. smoke curls up from the end of his blade as if it’s the barrel of some vicious revolver. verso taps the tip of his xiphos against the ground, flicks his shades up on the bridge of his nose, only aware that no regular mortals are aware to have caught sight of the brief clash, && hums. ❝ dumbass. ❞
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“ they’re not following us, i think we’re safe. ” from @heelspun / leo
grip on her wrist is tight still, a mark of his worry as she lets herself be tugged through the busiest section of crowd. he's allowed little time for questions - trusting in him enough that she's sure he will answer when there is time. but worried gaze flickers more to him than their surroundings, struggling a little to keep up with the pull on her arm even as his pace returns to something a little more familiar. "at some point, are you doing to tell me who 'they' are?" it takes effort to not be too loud in crowd, to not draw attention from people simply passing by.
one day, just one, she would love things to be simple. "leo. slow down." there's a gentleness to her tone, reassurance despite how gaze doesn't leave him. "we're all good, take a minute." when he's ready, she has more than enough questions to fill any silence.
[ TXT ] : testing to see if you blocked my number… // from taro !!
𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝑻𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑷𝑯𝑶𝑵𝑬 || @heelspun
[ txt from : 040-2132-1832 ] .... ? [ txt from : 040-2132-1832 ] y'got the wrong # [ txt from : 040-2132-1832 ] :|
☎ / from juno!
《 CREATURE. 》 display name was formerly TOM ( short for ‘tomes’ , because librarian . ) ringtone is this . image was taken as they exchanged numbers and he commanded her to act natural . his last text is a request for an extension on an extremely rare book . she said NO , he must come and renew in person ! 💢 💢 💢
—*RELATIONSHIP BUILDING ; @heelspun。