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The Red Dragon Got Fire!

REASONS TO CUP A FACE - Accepting

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[WOUND]: after the receiver has been wounded, the sender tries to keep them calm and conscious by cupping their face in their hands and talking to them to keep them focused. (from Black Blight)

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There was heavy breathing coming from the novelist, jam slowly pooling underneath that came from the wound where she got stabbed on her right side, however her eyes were not focused on the wound but instead the cookie in front of her as he was talking to her even if the words weren’t exactly clicking in her mind.

Even if she wanted to look at the wound; she couldn’t as the other was cupping her face…. Keeping her attention on him and nothing else…. The coldness in her dough settling inside...

.... Death was rather beautiful.... And she wouldn't mind the other being the last cookie she saw if she were to die.

The Black Blight of Death continued to coax her to stay and fight. Begged and pleaded as much as his urgency betrayed the hollow depths of his eyes.

Oh, but then Linzer closed hers.

Panic set in, and he pressed his lips to hers. The taboo barter for her life. This estranged kiss of Death for Linzer alone. Though a quarter of this world was his to usher into a final embrace under judgement, to save a life caught beyond jurisdiction was not his to claim. But there as his bestowed powers spread from him and into those disgusting surrounding cookies as they dropped dead where they stood.

A somber expression could be seen on her face as she watched him remove the headband and place the candied apples onto the floor… Wondering what happened to him and the sleeping cookie considering she took note of his appearance as he looked like he went through the oven and back which was such an unusual sight to see considering she always saw him representable.

At least his mic was smart to tell him to sit down otherwise she would have done herself and even push him onto the chair if she had to if he refused to accept the gracious offer.

“It’s fine. I’m glad that you did show up… Considering what happened.” She replied back with a small nod before heading to the teapot which was placed on a tray which was placed on a side table as she reached for two cups, pouring tea into both of the cup, before taking a seat next to Black Sapphire and placing one of the cup down in front of him.

“And it’s not too much trouble…. If anything, I’m more than happy for you and…. Candy Apple Cookie to stay for awhile if you need to stay here more than one night… “ She answered before taking a sip of the tea.

She wasn't entirely wrong.

The servant of Deceit who could sew his own fair share of lies and learned well more than a few tricks of the trade. Such a tale would be easy to weave together now for Linzer. Smart as she was, though, and the way she watched and waited for him to give some sort of explanation, there wasn't much he could say when he didn't entirely know it all himself.

Perhaps he had wooed her enough to assist them. Although he didn't quite know just how far those affections went when it came to waging war as the opposing force- even if his master and the beasts were strained allies at best.

Black Sapphire finally took a sip.

"Master Shadow Milk Cookie has... disappeared..." The picked over truth came with a lot of hesitancy, as if it wasn't known if that was that singular word was the correct term or not. "Feels as though we'd only just gotten him back, but this time we don't exactly have a home to return to."

Even if it was night time and she should be sleeping...

She was honestly one of the few cookies who didn’t have their home destroy or lose anyone close to her however she knew the devastating of the attack did as some cookies were homeless, some lost loved one or if one were truly unlucky; both.

It was only when Linzer placed the History of Magic back on the bookcase when she heard the knock on the day, calling out that she will be there in a minute, as she made sure the book was secured before heading towards the door and opening it.

“Black Sapphire Cookie” Linzer’s eyes widened slightly, clearly surprised to see him as well as another cookie with him who was sleeping in his arms, before giving a small smile and widen the door more to let him inside.

The mic stand floated over towards a nearby chair and growled softly as if ordering its master to take a seat, which he ultimately did. Promptly a flop into the chair, even after his long running shows was he never this worn down. His suit was nowhere near as perfectly tailored and the bags under his eyes was a given of how long he himself had gone without rest.

Black eyes blinked and fell upon his gracious host while he tried to find a smile for her. "Sorry to show up unannounced. I... we..."

We had no where else to go.

Either way-

Daringly, Black Sapphire slid an arm around his mystery author's waist and drew her to his side with a smile that said 'trust the process'. But while in place, he took her hand, very carefully discarding her glove with only slight trouble while his attention was on this task between them. Smoothly, slowly. After it's removal, he tucked it away in his breast pocket if she should desire it back immediately after this experiment.