#letscursefate

Haru has been out longer than usual. The dogs at Netwalk had been more fun than anticipated, and she hasn’t been able to eat since. At this point, it was like 1AM in the morning, and her dress and sneakers were kind of dirty from playing with puppies all day, with a new friend. Her shoulder scars were still out for all to see, and since she was getting more tired by the minute, she started to really feel their presence again. Not like she could do much about it till she got home and took a well needed shower.

So, yawning, she entered the Patty Queen for Chomper and some fries to go. That’s when she looked up at the line and saw that haircut again.

...Oh. This guy.

[Text: Did you seriously take a bite out of the gingerbread house in the living room?]

the king went stilled, golden eyes watched his movements, shifting his gave from the wand to the other’s face. this wasn’t the first time sinbad had faced a threat nor would it be the last, not too many outside of sindria were fond of him. although that hardly bothered the former adventurer, his expression shifted from  apathy to curiosity. said wand’s pretty ruby tip matched the red eyes that seemed trained on sinbad, and he smirked.

a magician, obviously, but not someone he recognized. this might prove interesting. or boring. depended on how the interaction went. he could hear his generals telling him to be careful, don’t start unnecessary fights. they mean well, but were held back by morals sinbad had abandoned a while ago when the world and destiny showed it’s true colors. 

but none of them were here to keep the dark king restrained, he could play a game if he wanted, they didn’t need to know. 

“i’m curious, who decided to send their magician to try and take me out this time?” his words flowed passed his lips carelessly, matching the intrigued expression he wore. “not reim, we already had a small fight, maybe that one empire that’s been making so much noise...?”

“Hmm... I see, I see. Yes, that should be quite doable. When you return to your home, you should find this ‘Sinbad’ that you seek.”

Was that a child.... wandering alone? He looked as lost as Martha currently felt, without the advantage of being old enough to fend for himself and fight off any threats.

Perhaps she should have asked before scooping him up, but it was a little late for that now. 

Catra could not believe how far she had fallen. She had been on the brink of conquering the world and ruling it just like she always wanted... (did she want that?) (shut up) and now she was no better than a stray cat someone had abandoned in an alleyway. She got sick of rummaging through garbage for food, and then she remembered. Oh wait, I’m a bad person. I do bad things. I totally forgot about it lol. 

That was what let Catra to stealing food rather than picking it out of the garbage. She must have been off of her game though, because somehow she slipped up and someone caught sight of her. The next thing she knew she was running away from security on all fours. 

Catra jumped off of the second story shop window, onto a nearby roof and saw that they were still coming. She took one more running leap and then slammed both of her claws into a tree trunk. Gravity dragged her down but her claws stopped her. Then, she scampered all the way up when no one was looking. 

Only to find there was someone there waiting for her when she made it to the top of the tree. 

“Hey asshole, this is my spot where I hide from the cops. I called dibs. Now, shoo, shoo.” Catra flippantly waved her claws off at him. It wasn’t long before she noticed that the person who was up here with her didn’t intend of leaving. Her narrowed her eyes in annoyance. “Ugh, fine if you’re not gonna buzz off, then make yourself useful and fight them with me.” 

Catra said, before twisting her face in the most sour expression possible.