#synthetixviola

"Oh, get over yourself. It's completely harmless."

Pros and cons! - Accepting!

Or in this case just a con!

             “ Lila, you know I could listen to you ‘ babble ’ for hours and never grow tired of your delectable voice that is only sweetened by your passion. ”

             He flicked the perpetually stubborn tendril of violet hair out of her face, a smirk creeping onto his face, though it had a gentler air than the usual wicked timbre it usually held. Amused still, but lacking the usual cat-like mischief or black-hearted delight. An expression so few ever witnessed, and the woman before him the one who brought it out of him the most.

              The tip of his tail thumped against his armor, and he surveyed the array of ingredients and their blinding colors, the bowls and mechanical instruments that aided her in developing her saccharine treats. They piqued his curiosity, and though he wouldn’t mind the chance to pull them apart and see how they worked, he knew better than to toy with her livelihood.

“Oh Kais-- Here’s another one!”

“No, I don’t! I work undercover for him, that’s all!”

@risingsouls​: "So you have an EVIL crush on Lila, hm?" <3 Nabooru (I guess lmao. I don't know who else would say this to him)

         “Crush? Is this some nonsensical Earthling term for an attraction?” Cooler couldn’t help but mutter under his breath, wondering why this planet had to twist the common tongue with such ridiculous meanings. He scoffed, but otherwise assessed the question with dry amusement and a cool glance of inquisitiveness towards the taunting woman. “My, my, you’re quite invested in this, aren’t you? How often have you been speculating if your dear friend and I have something developing between us?”

         Often enough, from what he had gathered. He almost pitied the violet-haired Earthling for all the grief she had been put through for her supposed interest in him, if there wasn’t but a touch of vindictive, malignant glee upon seeing her emotional distress as her companions made their accusations. His obsidian lips curved into a devious smirk, half of his alabaster brow lifting upwards as he brought a hand under his chin in faux pondering.

          “Perhaps there is something there, after all,” the Arcosian admitted slyly, a low chuckle rumbling from his throat. “It is quite possible that my deep loathing of her defiance might have beget an admiration for her as well. Certainly, I do feel the conflict between enacting my vengeance or observing her from afar…”

         Though he could very well have it both ways; she clearly despised the rumors about the two of them, while Cooler could not find it in himself to feel any sort of disgust for them. He wasn’t exactly deceptive in his previous statement, either. Lila did catch his genuine interest, for better or for worse. However, that did not mean he was willing to let bygones be bygones. He did want her to suffer for his earlier humiliation…

         But then, who said it had to be by his own hands? Her faithful friends were doing his bidding just fine, as far as he was concerned. Let the flames continued to be fanned. Eventually, she would burn out from it all.

          ‘  wolverine ? . . .  ’          he  repeats  under  his  breath ,  not  getting  the  reference .  that  happens  when  you  mostly  live  by  the  waterfalls . . .  regardless ,  she  sure  hadn ‘ t  lost  her  wits .

          at  the  mention  of  a  rematch ,  piccolo  gave  a  nod .  indeed ,  that  could  prove  interesting .  fighting  in  the  arena  was  but  a  warmup ,  a  way  to  see  who  could  be  worth  the  time .  lila  had  more  than  done  her  part .

         ‘   it  does  sound  good .  i  trust  you  to  not  hold  back  and  not  pull  any  punches .  if  you  want  my  honest  thoughts ,  i  believe  you  had  a  chance  at  winning .  ’

             a  genuine  compliment .  one  she  earned .  anyway . . .  his  gaze  can ‘ t  help  but  stare  back  and  forth  at  the  mess  he  left  behind .  the  destruction  of  her  stand  wasn ’ t  quite  something  he  had  planned ,  nor  that  she  needed .  awkwardness  simmers  in ,  piccolo  still  feels  obliged  to  at  least  offer  a  hand  in  that  matter .

Cell continued to smirk, chuckle and give a confirming nod to his company. As much as he enjoyed his solitude, engaging in even the smallest of conversations with someone he considered an “acquaintance” was nice. From time to time anyway.. but her sudden accusation brought out the smallest gasps.  “A corpse? From little ol’ me?” he feigned shock, but oh how the bug man then threw his head back with a single, over the top, booming “HAH!”