#snakexyed

“HEY! Asher!” She had been looking for him. Sure it was easy, but man it had been a hassle to track him down through all that ward. She had been on the other side after all. “I was looking all over for you!” Her smile is bright as usual when she greets the Giant Snake. “Hey, hey, remember when we were together, you were talking but got interrupted, or distracted, or whatever?” Her head tilts. So, that time, it had been bothering her. She wondered what it was that Asher wanted to say. Too bad with what had been going on during the previous horrible event, she never got the chance to ask him. 

She can feel it. It’s that familiar feeling. The feel of a pull that forces her to allow her feet to take her there. Where is there exactly? It’s where Asher is. He’s here and she knows. She knows he knows she’s in this place as well. It’s always like that. There’s always that pull, the bond that allows each other to know ‘I’m here.’ 

She’s not sure how to feel. It’s both happiness, glad, excitement, but also there’s fear, hesitance, uncertainty. She remembers the last time they met, she had put him in danger. 

Lunacy.

Lunacy is scratching the walls in her mind. Wants to be free. Wants to HARM him, because that’s how she is. 

She wants out. She wants to destroy. 

The ringlets on her body glows the bright red, but stops when Kachina places her hands against her chest. Calm down. Nothing is going to happen. Calm down. 

She remembers what she’s been taught. Itachi has taught her a lot. She has worked hard to become stronger. To become STRONGER than Lunacy. Nothing will happen.

With that thought alone and the thought of meeting Asher, she’s allowing her barefeet to take her. Her heart will be the compass and her feet will lead her to where the Giant Snake is.

Before she knows it, Kachina is running at full speed. She knows Spirale like the back of her two burnt, scarred hands. She knows it well. She weaves through the busy sidewalks, cuts through alleyways, runs through the park full of netpups and eventually

SLAMS into Asher, intentionally, arms wrapped around the male as tight as possible.

Still, he's not so lost in his thoughts that he doesn't notice when someone else leaves their townhouse. Gauging how people respond to him is a coin toss, so tension naturally gravitates to his nerves.

"Things are done really differently here." A chance at small talk with someone who didn't recoil at the sight of him is new — those reactions more infrequent than he'd expected. With the few instances he's gathered from those around the area, he comes to realize they don't even know who he is. The name Burnish holding no weight here, as confusing as that is. "We're neighbors, I think." Not right next to each other, but close enough.

Welcome back!

You’ll be staying in TOWNHOUSE 251!

You’ll retain everything from your previous stay!

Enjoy your stay!

 “Hmm , these vegetables...

 “Their cheaper today. How nice.” 

in it goes those vegetables, that simply have to go into his basket of supermarket goods. Why the super market? He just wanted a bit more options for dinner tonight. 

Couldn’t find the meme

“I told you it was fine,” She says with a shrug. Nonetheless, it’s already taken care of. BY HIM. Knowing Asher he wouldn’t have known to just let go. Still, there she goes smiling. Leans up against Asher and pokes his nose, “Let’s go!” And there she goes, running “Last one to the Lake of Koi is a rotten egg!”

nonsexual acts of intimacy --- select from the following for my muse to respond to:   Accidentally falling asleep together

The boy kept beating his chest with one hand while holding his throat another. He beat it twice in succession, then paused, moved his jaw and his lips in tandem to the sway of his head, then beat his chest twice again, and so on.

He spent a good while doing this, until he finally felt something. He lifts one finger up to give signal to wait, then opened his mouth. Nothing appeared to happen, just him holding his mouth open. Then, a big puff of what appeared to be smoke flowed out of his throat.