Sword Emperor

She looked him up and down slowly, a certain look in her eyes that would remind the second in command of his own box animal. The small and slender teen circled him like he was a piece of meat as she seized up every bit of his current clothing.. but at least had the sense not to touch the male. At last she planted her feet in front of him. “I count at least six spots with thinning, two loose threads. The jacket would suffice in the more milder cold weather. However, we haven’t hit the last few months of winter and those are meant to be tougher. Also your jacket is made of leather but currently hasn’t been treated to be water proof. There isn’t any scent of the know creams or lotions to indicate such a thing. Your left boot has laces that are starting to come apart. If you want to look unkempt than that’s on you. But you do carry yourself more as someone who needs to look at least decent and not like something a cat drug in from the rain.” She paused and looked at his hair. “Also, you’re starting a case of really bad split ends.”

His eyes darkened in anger at her words. He couldn’t believe she was calling him out on this, the clothes he fucking wore for work that of course were going to be a fucking mess because he hadn’t wanted to wear his newer Varia jacket when he was just going to go out and look for the stupid mist brat.

“Listen here brat, I was literally dragged into this damned world while working! This! This is not what I wear on a daily basis but guess fucking what? I DIDN’T FUCKING GET TO BRING A CHANGE OF FUCKING CLOTHES!”

He had fuming and didn’t care that he raised his voice at her. She had asked for it the moment she had decided to insult the swordsman without even knowing anything. This is why he ordered his clothing online and had it tailored by someone from the Vongola house hold. He did not like to be reminded of how shitty his hair was getting because of all the damned fucking abuse he got from Xanxus and the stress from everyone else.

“Go bother some other poor sap before you piss me off more you brat.”

    Fran had been enjoying his life as of late. He liked not getting stabbed almost every hour of the day and the silence he’d come back to. Though if he was honest he was greatly missing messing around with the Varia and Mukuros gang, but at least he had Cheshire to continue to poke fun at in replacement.

    He’d been taking a stroll god knows where when he had suddenly felt a strong grip on his shoulder and he instantly knew without even knowing who it was that his play time was somewhat over. He felt no real fear and could only really let out a soft sigh when he heard that famliar and a bit annoying ‘voi’. The captain had somehow ended up in wonderland with him now and he could only imagine the mess it was back there. 

    Eh, it was future him’s problem.

    “Oh! Captain loud mouth, I never expected to find you here…..anyways, I wasn’t hiding, it’s almost impossible to get home from here so I don’t know why you’re getting mad at home about it.”

Squalo could feel his blood start to boil at the mist brats response. He should have expected something like this, he knew he should have been prepared for it but damn it he still wasn’t.

“You fucking little brat! How many times do I have to tell you to not call me that!!”

He hissed his reply under his breath to not drag attention to them as his grip tightened on the younger boys arm as he dragged him away from the street so he could better rip him a new one without anyone glancing over to them and trying to save the idiot.

“Listen here, I’m well aware of that little fact, doesn’t mean you aren’t in shit for even disappearing in the first place and making me go out and try to find you! I thought you were fucking smarter than to get caught off guard and dragged to this shitty world!”

KHR Week 2019

Day 7; Mist // Favourite Villain/Antagonist

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