Deer 2 // IC Contact

[comecatchthesehands]

[Pretty stuff goes here]

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[yandhero]

understood.

[ looks like they're switching places to stay again. ]

[comecatchthesehands]

Is it? I don't think it is. I don't think any of you brats understand your situation. There is nowhere to run, there is nowhere you can hide. If any of you try anything your "Shoto-kun" is dead wrong. I'll end your story arc faster than mid season cancellation. Now do you understand what you're fucking with?

cw: toga

[yandhero]

[ silence. and finally: ]

yes.

[ cold, lurching terror slowly gives way to revulsion, and then to shaking, and then something else entirely. it's not quite outrage, and it's not quite righteous fury. it's petty and defensive anger for him for calling her out. it's the protective adrenaline surge for what he's threatened her friends with. it's the all-encompassing and overwhelming hate for what he'd dare to imply about sayo. it's the self-loathing for just how badly she's screwed up - for just how much she's done to jeopardize everyone's safety.

it's not love. she's already said - he's not her type. but for the first time in a long few years, himiko finds herself yearning to watch someone die.

it's not a good feeling anymore. it burns, tastes like acid. gross. ]

i understand.

[comecatchthesehands]

Good. Keep it that way. If you're going to choose them, stay out of my way and don't force my hand. Either of them.