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“ But it wasn’t someone else it was you.” She stepped away when he’d swat away her hand. He went in to a fit of painful hisses and heavy breaths. attractive ~ she mentally jabbed. And then there was the distinctive sound of a gun’s hammer being pulled back and leveled at the caterpillar.

She didn’t have the time to waste, he could either help her or he couldn’t. Of course she didn’t know the depth to his ability. She needed to find a caterpillar like Blue but most ancient pillars were gone because of him. This was what was available to her. “Then how do you see the world?” she all but growled.

“Better me than an innocent.” His eyes still rolled in his head and he had to fumble for something to hold on to or else fall over.

But he would not let her see him as weak. Not when she was already so against him.

The sound of a gun being drawn and the safety clicked off barely phased him as he regained himself. Once he could breathe and focus again, he leveled his gaze towards her. “Blue saw the world in possibilities. All possibilities, all the time. I see... branches. Threads, wires. All sifting off from one another, and if I touch one I can follow along towards its possible end. And then... I see visions. Like now, when I touched you.”

#duplicitousgrin #{m: Tristan}

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Violet looked at the caterpillar with an impassive rather bored expression actually. Cigarette hanging from her lips as he carried on with his facetious rhetorical questions. Was this defiance? Or was Tristan merely blessed with a bullshit attitude?

“No, Luv.” Violet said in a bored tone as she stood. “That’s a promise, threats don’t nearly have the desired effect. but a promise? hah.” She drew from her cigarette and stood from her chair. He was blind she could take her time, she moved quietly toward him.

“ A promise” her voice was closer. “ Oh I keep those.” She mercilessly pressed the glowing red end of her cigarette against his forehead put it out against his skin. “ I never said any of it would be quick, Tristan. I need Asylum for my centipedes above ground and you will tell me where or I promise you’ll regret the moment you crossed me.”

He could hear her shuffling around, but he held perfectly still. Whatever she was doing, it was likely inevitable. He didn’t have to look through the threads surrounding them to see the truth there.

“Threats, promises. They all work out to be the same in the end. Someone will get hurt, whether it’s me or someone else.” Unseeing eyes stared ahead, head turning every once in a while to follow her voice.

The pain that landed against his forehead burned, but not nearly as much as the visions themselves, or the pain of clawing away his own sight. Nevertheless he lifted a hand to smack her hand away, only to cry out when his skin met hers. Flashes wavered before his eyes, of her past and how she’d become the Donna. Of the world she wanted to create. “It’s... not that... simple...” he gasped out. “I just... don’t see the world... that way.”

#duplicitousgrin #{m: Tristan}

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“ Right, well I hate to break the news to you but for some it’s easier than others. You’re just stuck wading at the shallow end of shite luck by the looks of it.” And of course the next caterpillar found would be this miserable wretch that didn’t even want to use his gifts. What an absolute waste of breath. Who would’ve thought it was this difficult to find the omniscient among those of hearts land. “You’re life is what you make of it once you get luck on your side.”Violet struck a match and lit the fresh cigarette hanging from her lips. “ That being said You’ll tell me where my chances are best suited to finding land above ground for asylum for my centipedes. Heartsland isn’t cutting it, y’ get me? If you can’t? Well I’ll put you out of your misery here and now. Wouldn’t that be nice?”

“You really believe I’m at the shallow end of receiving shit luck? You truly believe that?” Anger built inside him, and he had to force himself not to lash out at her. “Right, because receiving visions every time I touch someone or something that could be remotely important to the future is definitely lucky.” He scowled and fought not to laugh at her. “Is that really a threat? You think to threaten me with ending my life? Newsflash lady: I’ve been living on borrowed time since I received my gift. I’ve seen the deaths of hundreds, and possibilities of my own death a dozen times over. Go ahead and put me out of my misery. I would welcome it,”

#duplicitousgrin #{m: Tristan}

' shh, someone will hear...' [u know who from]

He was backed against the wall, looking up at Dio with bright, laughing eyes. Arms wrapped around his lover’s neck, holding him close even as he tried to warn him against just what he wanted. “We shouldn’t be doing this here. Someone could find us.” But that didn’t stop him from arching against Dio, hips pressing against the God’s, leaning up for a passionate kiss.

#squeals about Dio tbh #toliiberate #a taste of honesty

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