#madkxng

[TXT: Ryan]: under carlo highway near unity station. pls dont bring anyone else.

loud squinting and then “i need to unscrew a thing, isn’t that what screwdrivers are for” in a voice like what other reason would i possibly be asking for a screwdriver???? did u hit ur head?? completely ignoring everything else that’s out of place about the situation

and slowly her brows kind of knit together the longer he stands there until eventually she just fucking goes "do you have a screwdriver"

Bel gasps at the sudden pain, something akin to panic flickering across her face for a second.A hand snaps up to seize the wrist holding the knife that’s currently sunk into her chest.       “Bͤ͗̌̎͋͟a̍̋͌͂́̔ĺl̿͟s̀yͭ̾ ̈ͭ͑͜oͧͮ̄̌́f̸͛ ͋͑͆̿yͨ̋͏ǫ̑̀̓͐̑ͥuͭ,” she growls. A few breaths, in, out, assessing the damage. She may not be critically injured, but by the way she’s glaring, how her shoulders shake and the whites of her eyes give way to inky blackness-- It’s obvious that she’s more than a little pissed. In a movement just a bit too swift, too steady for someone with a stab wound, she pries the handle out of his grasp and snaps it off with her free hand, letting it clatter to the ground. The blade remains stuck in her flesh and she doesn’t break eye contact.Her grip on his wrist tightens. She takes hold of his elbow.In just a few short moments, he’s gonna learn that his arm actually can bend that way.

{ i still feel bad though so i probably won’t do it. }

That’s what everyone says but IDK MAN I JUST DON’T KNOW ANYMORE

-clings to- Thank you muches sweetie pie <3

{ ah yes, i approve thine effort for i am, NYLOCKE, DRAGON OF APPROVING MEMES. you get TEN OUT OF TEN!!!! }