sua only has so much patience— and it’s dwindling with each passing moment.
she’s had annoying customers in the past. loud kids or obnoxious people who leave messes, ruin the hardware so sua has to spend precious time fixing it. but the thing about working here is that sua likes just sitting back until people actually need her. most of the time she spends time busying herself like most of all her customers during her shift.
except today is different, because it’s vinn visiting her of all people. which she’s finding out to be not a great or happy thing at all— because he’s annoying the ever living fuck out of her.
sua doesn’t even feign the customer service schtick anymore at this point— having lost the energy for it the first couple times vinn called her over. she drops the snack carelessly near him, burning a hole into the side of his head with a glare.
“here’s your order.” she states stiffly. “do you need anything else?”
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kou isn't exactly the sharpest tool in the shed. he knows this, he'd accepted this a long time ago, sure of the fact that the world moved a little too fast for him. kou had always preferred a slower paced life, going wherever the wind would take him – which, for some reason, had been korea and an accidental audition ( and acceptance ) into an entertainment company.
it doesn't quite help that he isn't completely fluent in korean yet, still fumbling over words here and there. but he's gotten better! or at the very least, he'd like to believe that he has.
and it's never quite quite bothered him, though it has put him in awkward situations and predicaments. but it's fine, kou's entire life has been an awkward predicament. he stands beside vinn at the cafe, figuring out what exactly to order. it's been a while since he's actually had the time to hang out with a friend, what with training taking up a majority of his time lately.
"i think i'll get an iced hot coffee," he says, "and maybe... a bagel?" he turns to vinn, not realizing that he'd just uttered the words iced hot coffee. if anything, he thinks it sounds natural. "what about you?"
alright, maybe sua hadn’t been imagining quite like this. maybe with a little less glitz and flare, with a lot less fire to her words and scathing hatred to her tongue. certainly not with the chaos around them, the debris and the fire surrounding them. not with this mess of a drug flowing through her system, her heart rate skyrocketing and her pulse drowning her hearing. all she can see is vinn, her tunnel vision focused solely on the one person behind all the volatile anger stewing in her form.
“you—“ her voice is hoarse, hysteric. she wants to laugh. “—are finished!” she lifts up her gun, shooting two of her bomb projectiles in vinn’s direction. he’s fast, darting around projectiles. vinn’s smart, always has been, but sua is unpredictable. and she’s risky. it’s her best trait.
vinn darts behind a set of boxes, sua’s running to climb the next set so she can peer right over and shoot more at him. he runs again– and a wicked grin begins to tug at her mouth. it’s like he’s a mouse, and she’s a cat ready to pounce.
“come out, come out, wherever you are~” she sings, spinning her gun around a finger. she’s watching atop a stacked set of boxes, her smile deranged as her eyes dart from area to area. where the hell is he? “little freak! get back out here–” the sound catches her off-guard, behind her of all places. and she’s only a few moments away from something painful as she darts her arm out to catch what’s been thrown at her.
a can, and when it topples over dust falls out of it– dust and glitter! it’s blinding, and sua’s sputtering out in shock, dropping the can and staggering back. a single step, and through her blinded, hazy eyes she can see vinn’s face. close enough to startle her, but not enough to alert her of the fist he throws her way.
it clips her in the cheek, and her body flings into the next set of boxes. pain erupts, and sua lies there for a moment, blinking past her surprise in a stupefied manor. slowly, laughter begins to leave her– starting off quiet before growing more and more manic as the time passes. she kicks off a box, then two, until she can peer at vinn staring down at her from his own platform above her.
it makes her angry, the way he’s looking at her. like he doesn’t mean to do the things he’s doing. like he hasn’t done the things he’s done– like sua’s the problem.
she grits her teeth, narrows her eyes. she smiles, but sua’s grin is sharp, full of teeth and nothing but malice. “oh, you’re in for it, now.”
stevie watches in barely muted horror as vinn lets the symbiote into his body, staggering forward with a hand extended— protest on the tip of his tongue. though it’s too late, the stop leaving his mouth lost on ears as the absorption is complete.
which isn’t good. not one bit.
“you don’t wanna do this,” stevie tries to placate, holding his hands up and slowly circling vinn as he watches him catch his breath, clutch his chest and get used to the symbiote making home in his body. stevie can see the black sludge, moving in a way that has his senses screaming in warning. “you..you can fight it. c’mon man, we don’t have to do it this way–”
that feeling in the back of his neck tingles, and stevie has maybe a couple of seconds of trying to protest before his body decides for him. he drops to the ground, yelping as he rolls away as the goo strikes out– hitting the spot he was in mere moments ago. stevie acts in the moment, quick at thinking suddenly when his life’s at stake and his body has to active the flight part of fight or flight.
the person – creature, whatever he is now– looking back at him isn’t vinn anymore. doesn’t seem like it, at least. because the glare he’s receiving in return is something so hostile and angry and bloodthirsty that it actually makes a little shiver of fear run down his spine.
“okay,” stevie laughs, strained and apprehensive, bouncing back on his feet. his hand snaps up, expelling a web so he can begin to tug himself slowly up in the air. “we’re past the talking part. i see that now– but hey, it doesn’t have to expel into violence either!”
“shut…” vinn grits out, and the way the goo begins to overtake his body, starting with half slowly. he stumbles forward, and stevie can only think oh god, here we go as he watches the symbiote stretch over half of the male’s face, the familiar wicked expression staring back at him. no longer vinn, but another creature entirely. “up!”
and then he’s sailing forward, knocking into stevie– and thus beginning another fight that’s sure to be a lot more challenging than any other normal criminal.
𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐒.
i hope we never change
i hope we stay the same
i hope that we can love through the pain
after the honeymoon fades.
— sabrina carpenter.
icy hot, a chill running up the spine as sweat drips precariously down a relaxed brow. bullets fly, dangerous and buzzing through once peaceful air, far too noisy for a night so crystal clear. heavy trodding follows, unavoidable as the surrounding area is notified, clacks against laminated flooring trailing closely behind as her legs push themselves to their limits. she can hear it, cutting through the rabble and chaos as the chase fully begins, jarring yells undercut by the joyful jingle of a full satchel bouncing against her hip.
nora feels alive.
"don't start smiling just yet, sweetheart— we haven't even lost sight of 'em!" his words cut through her delight, boisterous in a way they shouldn't be given the circumstances.
vinn shouldn't be a lot of things given the circumstances ( excited, calculative— alive ), but the same could be said for nora.
unaware of her own features, noras grin only grows, giddy as the hunt persists, the now comprised safe room they'd previously been occupying no doubt rife with police. they'd not taken much this time, only enough to get them the hell out of dodge and then some, but that seems to be more than enough to have those mangy mutts salivating at their slippery feet.
maybe it's due to a sense of justice, duty-bound and determined to protect. the satisfaction of a simple job well done, earning praise from a multitude of comrades alongside the promise of a new metaphorical gold star.
or, maybe, it's the bounty— a tantalizing reward designed to line already green pockets.
"don't they ever get tired?" nora quips, small frame darting down a dark, unoccupied hall, a preplanned action as she yanks open the door to a janitorial closet. vinn is close behind, ears sharp and on guard. their getaway ride is just on the other side of the rooms singular window, nora making quick work of sliding it open as quietly as she can. the screen layer is already cut away, and as nora boosts herself up and out, landing on the concrete round awaiting her on the other side with ease, her companion is quick to follow. "losing to us, time and time again— i'd be about ready to throw a fit if i was them."
it isn't until they've cleared the area, vehicles speeding down dusty, unoccupied lanes as flashing sirens fade farther into the distance that she's given an answer, one of her own hands held tightly in his as his other clutches the wheel. "doesn't matter how tired they get. so long as we're at it, they've got no choice but to chase after with their tails tucked between their legs."
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< now playing: alter ego - got the beat >
cw: guns, light violence.
yuji's been doing this a long time. she's never been caught.
not that getting caught is really the issue. it's getting caught and having everyone know about it. a few people here and there don't matter, because they're always easy to take care of.
it's who you let know and how much you let be known.
"freeze!" yuji follows the order, keeping her hands frozen in place above the briefcase. the vials stare back at her, mocking. she tries not to laugh as the person behind her -- vinn, her mind supplies-- rattles off some sort of protocol. god, of all the people.
"c'mon," yuji scoffs, amusement colored in her tone as her hands raise and she slowly turns around in place. she keeps her back to the briefcase, letting her gaze stop on vinn. she waits for recognition to settle. "who are you pointing that thing at? me?"
"yuji?" confusion colors his voice. "what are you...what are you doing here? i need you to get away from that. it's dangerous!"
"is it?" she glances behind here, then back at him, blinking. "doesn't look all that dangerous. c'mon, put the gun down. that's dangerous."
yuji's good at talking. she's good at talking in circles and biding time. she's good at lying, and she's good at acting. maybe that's why vinn looks so frustrated now, because the image of a careless scientist fiddling around with things she shouldn't is undoubtedly aggravating.
good thing she isn't any of that.
"i don't want to shoot you, yuji." vinn pleads. she almost feels bad. "please step away from the samples. they need to be taken in and disposed of. there's not much time left."
yuji's eyes flicker behind him. she feigns an expression of shock. years of acting classes and schooling for this fall back into her motions like coming home. vinn keeps talking, but yuji keeps staring, feigning fear and stammering out starts to words that cause vinn to pause, and look behind him.
and that's all yuji really needs.
easy motions to bring her own gun out, and it's an easy aim to his hand to disarm him. yuji clicks her tongue, shaking her head at him as she pockets the gun, feeling nothing as she watches him nurse his injured hand. his gun is on the ground, but he makes no move for it.
"sorry, vinn. i really didn't want to shoot you either," yuji sighs. he edges towards his gun, and yuji carefully closes the briefcase behind her. keeps it clutched to her side, samples secure, while her other arm moves inside her coat. vinn moves for his gun, but yuji's always a step ahead, taking a planned step right off the edge of the platform and into the abyss below.
and then she hookshots right to safety, vinn's protested yells echoing in her ears.
