Darkness that superimposes darkness; she gazes unto the iron color of his eyne, metal that is malleable through the tempering of it. He waits in the umbrage, twisting like bloodstained knives into his soul. Dull, but knives nonetheless. This... this was the mangled man and the atrophied gods of his youth; every utterance of an apology unveiling a truth of an existence made of suffering. One question would lead to another, especially when such things were divulged.
They do not know her, and yet they look upon her with such.... concern? Ardor? Cacoethes? Oppressive torrents of emotion ripple from the two. too immense to stand within the threshold of either for long when constricting with each passing minute. Lucky veers observance to Alpha, anger brimming behind pinpoint pupils, devoid of facial twitches his visage remains stoic, marblesque. Roam does her perception, and she, a mouthpiece of kindness and mercies perhaps boundless, catches Gashi's arm. Halting him before he dashes off to wallow in self-inflicted misery.
"You don't know me, Gashi-san." It takes physical strength to not try and offer a thousand things at once. She wanted to trust him as he wanted in her good intentions. Inching closer, Lucky feels the hairs upon feverish olive-skinned piety rise with reluctance. Arms wreathe around his neck, bodice obtrudes instantly into his hunched stance. Petals perched at the delicate shell of his ear, their lengthy swathes of hair doing well to curtain the whispers: "How many times have others told me you’re a monster? So be a monster; a better one. Hunt the others; be the thing they all fear when they close their eyes at night. But do it the right way. "
Undertones rise within the span of a few seconds to chime politely. "I can only hope that your rights outweigh the wrongs and that one day you learn to live, not just survive." Prying apart, she smiles. "Take care of yourself, Gashi-san."
Shifting, momentum leads her towards Alpha once more but a familiar voice beckons attention. Sae! "Oh! Hello! Alpha this is- !?! Gashi is neither an ex nor a boyfriend." What was with the interest in her love life? The world did not revolve around who bedded her, when it eventually came to it.
"This is Sae... She's an acquaintance and client. I had texted her earlier to inform her that the treks were completed. I apologize for not telling you sooner, Alpha, though I had no idea that..." It'd be chaotic, hellishly agonizing. She clears her throat quietly, continuing again. "I understand you are aggravated, again I wholeheartedly apologize for any discomfort on my end. Let's rain check the lunch; I'll pay to make up for it? You have my number, you can call me and I'll message you when everything is... done."
Eventually, she offers Sae a decorative bag, one generally found in upscale fashion-forward shops.
"I hope you find them satisfactory. I added new wheels, too. Should help if you are in the more combative type parts war."
[ Fearless Wheels added & +30 Stamina, +30 Acceleration tuned to custom rebuilt C-Rank ATs = 7 AP ]
With payment in hand, Lucky waved to them before setting off. Heading elsewhere in the festival, hopefully, to find a way to cure this throbbing headache.
[Exit]
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- R.E.A.D.: 170
- ACC: 75 [---]
STR: 25 [---]
STA: 90 [---]
JMP: 25 [---]
AIR: 25
TRICKS:
Deecee Sama
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Whenever you get the chance to post & update for your AP, just shoot me a message or whatever and I'll toss up an update to transfer the ATs to your profile.
** No rush tho. heart
** No rush tho. heart