#lastdcrolo

      “ cassandra. ”  his sister’s name leaves him softly. regrettably. it’s only the two of them in the room but he’s calling for her attention as if secretly doing it in a crowded space.  “ i... ”  he pauses. they’ve finally caught a moment of peace between all the chaos. finally, he’s found a moment to give her a decent explanation as to what happened in their last battle.  “ i died. ”

      “ lady cassandra ! ”  he calls out while she marches through the hall at a rather quickened pace. kynan attempts to catch up while also avoiding going into a full sprint. eventually he gets close enough.  “ you’re in quite the rush, aren’t you? ”

      he claws at her, but it leaves no mark. he doesn’t want it to. not yet. his smoke clings to her and there’s a laugh that bubbles around menacingly. there seems to be no solid source to it, it’s just around.  “ cassandra, ”  he growls in a voice that may, perhaps, feel like an echo through her entire person. even he very soul if she feels it deep enough.  “ you know what you must do. ” 

            “ I’m afraid to ask but... what was that all about? “

      ‘ easy there-- i ain’t trouble. ’ though trouble seems to follow him like he owes it a debt. perhaps it’s wise to keep teddy at arm’s length. ‘ just thought you looked outta sorts. ’ 

my baby sister is kinkshaming me and i don’t appreciate it

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