New World Order.

Cardinal. Adj. 'Important; key'. - Indie Crow from the anime and game "Show by Rock!!" - Semi-Selective. Single Ship. Icon by Mello

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⁞ D E V I O U S ⁞

The phobia of the abyss was diminished into a precrepit fume long ago, for he almost expected the collision & strained his right hand to clutch about the pantry the idol lurched from  In the mannerisms of a visionary, they were reminiscent to chimes of a wafture instrument ; chiding an ululation of various songs yet still conflated into a brusque note. After all, the brunet could actually juxtapose the qualities of being B R A V E & being I G N O R A N T. 

As the furtive bandit kept the s t u p i d brat suffused to his chest, an arm coiling about the irascible target’s flank & a derisive jeer reflected from his smirk as he came to parr upon his amusement in the whole situation. 

❛ Honestly, Did you expect me not being on a ledge ? ❜

He mused to query, a brow arched to spite the conflicting strain amongst the pigments clasped to the pantry. His delusion of his equanimity being the donning masquerade becoming to his chrysalis.

❛ Because if so, you’re an idiot ❜

Unfortunately, the idol hadn’t been the only one either.

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     Even at the jabs from the other, Crow was barely phased; obviously more concerned with the void they were falling into. However, when he could no longer feel the touch of oncoming air hitting him as they fell, he stupidly loosened his grip, thinking they were safe. He barely slid before he realized that they were not in fact, safe, and the thief; who he was not expecting to actually be holding onto him, was holding them to the side of the building with a single arm.

     Now finally registering the insult, Crow looked up from where his eyes were locked beforehand and glared. “Who’re you callin’ an idiot?! You were the one who stole from me; the one, the only, Crow!!” he yelled, though hopefully not loud enough to scare the other and send them falling to their probable deaths.

     Tail flicking to and fro in borderline anger, his subconscious telling him to not be too mad considering that the man had saved both of them, he frowned, scowling moreso towards the deep pit they were dangling over than the masked man who was gripping to Crow just as desperately as the rock star was to him.

     Red eyes moving back to focus on his “savior” of sorts, he decided to vocally jab back, “Well, I hope you’ve got an idea on how to get us outta here. Because if not, we’re both dead over some sound dollars.”

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    Shu kind of verbally skidded to a stop when that was said and only realized just then that he had been info dumping a bit. “O-oh,” He actually looked slightly embarrassed for once, as his cheeks did turn a pale shade of red. “That doesn’t sound like a bad idea at all, actually,” He decided to follow Crow’s suggestion after that since he was obviously just irritating him at this point. He didn’t want his shopping buddy to leave him so soon!

    “How about you lead on then~? I’ve taken you under my wing for the day, but maybe it’s time I follow you instead!” He giggled a bit and continued on a little quicker (not by making small strides like Crow would have to, but actually lengthening his gait to look elegant). “Come on then,” He waved back, still blushing a bit. “Point out whatever catches your eye, okay?”

    When the blonde looked ahead again, however, he realized that they were headed towards some shops that were a little more like Crow’s style. “Hah… I should have expected something a bit like this. Which one is your favorite, I wonder…?”

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     Crow let out a soft sigh, looking between each building to decide which one he liked the look of most. They were all at least sort of interesting in their own ways. He actually smiled a little bit for a second, deciding on the worst offender for his own aesthetic, a sharper looking store; definitely decked out in enough black paint that you probably wouldn’t be able to see it in the night without the help of the streetlamps littered against the sidewalk.

     Just to toy with the “galactic” idol, Crow’s tail swayed mischievously as he pointed to the aforementioned building, hoping he would be a little less excited than he had seemed about the whole thing. Maybe if the hedgehog were lucky, Shu would leave him alone once he tried to drag them into a store that wasn’t the other’s cup of tea.

     “That one,” he said, his black-painted fingernails still towards the gothic-looking building. “You shoulda, though,” he replied, nodding in agreement at Shu’s observation of himself. Did he really expect something else from Crow?

     “Oh well, guess I should’ve expected you to be ignorant to that. You need help seeing down here from up on your high horse?”

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cardinxl || starter call. ;; 

                    ℸhe shadowy figure of Dagger Morse watched from the luxury of his car as the dark monster – a being of his creation, born from the wirings of his own body and the darkness of Myumons’ Melodisians – was about to meet its end at the hands of a band whom he had initially regarded as insubstantial, at best. He wasn’t sure which irritated him more – the fact that Ogasawara’s plan to lure the wrong band in took flight, or that he had heavily overestimated Arisugawa’s other band. No matter – this dark monster was borne from a rather weak Myumon, anyway. It was a mere test of their ability. 

                    ίt was dealt with systematically but flamboyantly, the gargantuan beast felled and shattered. Everything went back to normal. Making a mental note to carve Ogasawara into a kendama later on, he waited in the car until he managed to catch the redhead of the band alone, likely heading to the bathroom in a nearby department store. When he resurfaced, Dagger conveniently wound down the window, his gaze piercing as he locked on to the vocalist. “Oh, what a coincidence. That was a rather impressive display of strength there – colour me impressed.”

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     Noticing the darkened figure in the car parked out in the front of the building, Crow tensed, quills sharpening in sudden fear. He regained his composure soon enough though, and defaulted to staring at Dagger in his own vehicle. Though Crow could barely see his dark body plastered against the dark insides of the car.

     Continuing to squint, now placing a palm to his head; Crow sneered slightly. Of course even a man such as dagger could see how great he was. If he was attempting to fuel the shorter man’s ego, Dagger was certainly doing a good job. He almost forgot that it was Dagger himself, one of his mortal enemies in fact, talking about him in such a light. Once he remembered, though, he went back to his typical hot-headed nature and glared back. Ears flattening against his head, he drew his hand away from his forehead and his tail swished to and fro in annoyance.

     Scowling now, Crow put his hands on his hips and leaned forward, “Humph, like I care what you think!” he barked back, shooting daggers at... well, Dagger.

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"Aah, so you can see me!" the mysterious cat speaks up, not hesitating to jump from the window and onto the myumon's bed. Boundaries? What are those? "How interesting! Forgive me if I have frightened you. I'm Kyubey!" he informs Crow, somewhat smiling. "... Truly, truly interesting... you're not human at all, are you?"

     What…?

     Of course he can see him. Crow tilted his head a for a split second before jumping again at the sight of… ‘Kyubey’, on his bed. Eyes wide in what was probably fear, though it seemed like a mix of disgust and curiosity too, the young man simply blinked, not sure if he should be angry or not. 

     Shifting his weight, he tried to ignore that the weird cat thing on his bed had avoided his question, tail flicking idly underneath the sheets.

     “…” he stared now, more curious than frightened at this point, before speaking up again. “No, I’m not. You looking for one?”

     He wasn’t planning on helping the ‘thing’, for lack of a better word, out, but if he was in fact looking for one, at least Crow could bark at him to get out. He didn’t want to start a fight with it from the get go, but the sudden lack of sleep and the grogginess from being awoken so suddenly was starting to get the better of him.

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There seems to be a stray cat on the windowsill... At least, one would assume it's a cat, perhaps. Its fur is a pure white, aside from the light pink tinting around the ends of its ears? Not exactly its ears, but long, arm-like growths hanging from them. Around the "wrists" of these arms are what look like golden rings. It's small, beady eyes are a pinkish red, staring at you as its fluffy tail sways. It seems to be waiting for acknowledgement.

     Eyes snapping open, gaze positioned to the idol’s ceiling, Crow woke up with a start. He took a second to clear the bleariness from his eyes and glanced around, before attempting to fall back to sleep. That is, he tried to, before he couldn’t shake the sense that someone was watching him.

     Shuffling underneath the sheets of his bed, he twisted his head to look around his room again. And, well, there was definitely something watching him. His eyes darted to the window, which was where he was a small, feline-like shape. However, this was definitely not a myumon.

     Pulling the comforter up in an act of defense, Crow yelped, his body already appearing to have spiked up a little bit. Hedgehog instincts.

     “A-Aah! Who’re you? How the hell did you get up to my window…?!”

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could you guys reblog this if you don’t mind rping with nonbinary muses that use they/them pronouns? i know some people feel uncomfortable about it. but i’d like to follow some people that don’t mind!!

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Irascibility came as the best adrenaline inducer, where breadths were ragged but the teeth where snared & suffused to the brink of the gums aching beneath. He revelled forth of the idol’s pacing growls, his endowing insults ; all the more reason why being the cynosure was precisely what the fugitive needed. 

The polemical FOOL kept his legs pumping as he steadies himself amongst narrow bridges of ledges, his smirk aligned fairly to his contours as he soon pounces amongst the next rooftop afterwards, his breadth never running short ( for whom had time for such ? ) and the nostalgic mantra of his palpitating heart reminding the marmoreal BANDIT MARTYR that his time can always run short, that one faulty motion he would be encased into the barrens of a prison cell… or even the barrens of his own grave. 

But was to say he couldn’t have fun prior ?

As he begins to scale the tower across the vicinity, gaudy pigments retracting ledges and soon heaving himself inside the very window afterward, he only tenses once he takes cognition that there was no tessellated flooring but an abyss he could only gaze into with vast & appalling russets. 

He should have known the masonry was far beyond from being completed ; but if the shrilling idol were to lurch here and tackle the thief where he stood…

That railing of his ephemeral made him gulp just thinking about it. 

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     Wavering along the ledges; jumping and scrabbling to pull back his balance, Crow followed suit as best he could. Luckily, he was surprisingly flexible, probably due to his more animal traits. Angry, energized, and honestly a little tired of this stupid cat-and-mouse chase, it wasn’t long before that got the best of him and he practically lunged forward along the narrow pathways of building structures.

     Red irises darted silently across the area. The whole place seeming to be only halfway finished. Like a half-built house of cards, ready to topple at any moment. The idol himself had never been the brightest, but he sensed a need to be cautious, slowing his steps as he reached the same area of the man; that he could almost barely make out, his outfit blending into the dark of the night rather well.

     Going immediately back on his vow of caution, the man drew back and leapt towards the darker shadow he could make out, which happened to be exactly what-- or who-- he was hoping for.

     With a clash of Crow’s body into the others, it was enough to send them backwards. As if bracing for impact, Crow shut his eyes, gritting his teeth as well.

     However, when they didn’t hit any sort of flooring, he snapped them back open, fearful expression becoming apparent as they both descended into the aforementioned abyss. He was silent for awhile, just simply frozen in wide-eyed fear. Fuck his wallet, he was more concerned about his impending doom at this point. Mouth gaping open, he suddenly clung to the other body falling along with him, his hair on end.

     “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA--!!” he screamed, clutching harder onto the thief’s garments. If he was going down, so would the one who got them both into this mess in the first place.

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“We were here for the Grateful Rock Festival!” She explained, grinning. “We’re going home soon though, sadly. We didn’t have enough money for an extended visit.”

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     “Oh, right!” he put a fist down on an upturned palm, remembering seeing a fox girl that looked rather similar in the crowd at one point. “So you were there for our show, I’d assume? After all, we must have been the best ones there!”

     “Of course, could you really expect anything else?” he continued to boast; it being one of his specialties. Tail swinging idly he grinned pridefully, his hands now on his hips, one still holding his phone.

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"... no one's gonna need me anyway, right?"

     Huh…? Did Crow hear that properly? Flicking an ear in response, the shorter male grabbed the lion’s hand, though his face was visually angry and upset. Glaring up at Aion, Crow raised a hand and smacked him a bit; hard enough to snap his attention back, yet soft enough to not leave any marks or for it to sting too bad.

     “Aion!” he practically yelled, “What are you talking about?!”

     “I need you! Yaiba and Rom, too! How can you act like nobody needs you? I… I love you, and I need you most of all! You can’t possibly be thinking about that stuff again!”

      He stood there, sort of cooling down, though still obviously upset. He knew Aion had always been depressed, more than just that, too, but… to still hear him say things like that… it hurt. But he knew Aion must be hurting more.

     “… I’m sorry that I smacked you. Just… I don’t like seein’ you like this. And I mean that in the way that, y’know, I get concerned more than anything.”

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Hopefully the male would be okay in the morning, Aion can’t help but hope, though his slight worry is calmed somewhat by Crow’s smile. He follows the hedgehog’s lead, deciding that ultimately they both could use some rest. Making himself comfortable under the sheets, the lion stares up at the other, both languidly and somewhat lovingly and gentle. But when an arm is thrown around him, Aion hesitates to snuggle back into his chest.

…thinking about it briefly, he decides on something else. Shifting between forms again, Aion takes the role of the big spoon from Crow, holding the now smaller male to his own bare chest. With a red face, mentally pushing himself to not awkwardly pause in his actions, the guitarist nuzzles his face up close to Crow’s ears before replying.

“…me too. Good night.”

Maybe there is some hope for this virgin to love just yet.

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     Suddenly being engulfed by the others’ body, Crow blushes, not having expected him to actually shift back into his much larger form. Or to be spooned by him. His face practically melts off as he grins weakly, his ears and tail poking up slightly from the rather pleasant surprise. He’s content with this, too.

     When Aion pushes his head up to Crow’s, he shuffles a little bit, hiding his face slightly under the comforter. This is really nice. His tail swaying a little bit, moves to curl around the lion’s tail underneath the sheets, sort of like hand holding. Though, once Aion speaks up about the affection, Crow’s hedgehog ears flatten and he hides his face a little bit more in embarrassment.

     Curling up a little bit, Crow allows Aion to hold onto him like this, not arguing or complaining about how wonderful this felt. It’s even nicer knowing that Aion is being supportive, and even seemed to opt out of anything having to do with Crow’s chest. Breathing softly, his face still tinted pink, he soon fell off into sleep again, just glad to be surrounded by the warmth of his partner. It was soothing, to say the least.

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Aion perks up as he’s grabbed and once again pulled close to the vocalist. It’s a bit of a relief to him, honestly– he was beginning to think about wanting to embrace the other, though was a bit nervous in asking permission. “…this dark god is glad.” the male replies as Crow reassures him, hugging him back.

He looks up as the male pulls back a bit, listening to what he has to say next. …so the guitarist WAS right in it posing a health threat to a degree. The fur above his eyes furrows, watching silently as Crow tries to make it seem like everything should be fine. Aion isn’t buying it though.

…though, really, should he fight back? Still feeling somewhat guilty for forcing this confession, he’s hesitant in his response. 

“I’m still concerned and don’t want you to be in pain, but…I won’t force you to remove it…” he sighs.

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     Crow sighed. Yeah, he could probably go one night with it on. Even if he would regret it in the morning, what mattered now was the present. Here, with Aion, comfortably. Sort of, at least. “Thanks,” he nodded, obviously grateful that this day had gone so smoothly like this.

     Brushing a few bangs out of the way of his eyes, he grinned back down at Aion. He had originally expected him to tell him to take it off for safety reasons, but if he was okay with it, things seemed to be okay. He shuffled back underneath the dark covers of Aion’s bed and got comfortable again. He looked up at Aion from where he was, allowing him some time to get comfortable again. “... Good night, then.”

     However, a stray arm would soon find itself on top of the small lion’s body, holding closely onto him. Seems Crow still enjoyed the cuddles that the two of them shared. Whether Aion would return to his former position or not would soon be answered, but Crow would be satiated just lying next to him.

     After a second, he mumbled out a small “I love you,” as an addition to the ‘good night’. And of course, those words meant even more considering what had just happened.

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— “Well that’s no way to enjoy yourself… Don’t you want to make the most out of spending time with me?” The blonde giggled and threw up one of his signature playful peace signs. Crow was stubborn, but the taller man was starting to pick up on how to handle that exactly.

— “Let’s go shopping, okay? Your clothes are so dark and grungy… They’re almost depressing me just looking at them!” Shuzo laughed and waved Crow along so that they could talk wall they walked. “Don’t you like colors in your wardrobe? I mean black is a great base color, but you seem mostly monochromatic! Adding a blue might be nice,” Shu was beginning to get swept away by his train of thought. He was the type to hyperfocus on a subject if it reached a certain level of interest in him. “Red and Blue aren’t complimentary so they won’t look like Christmas or anything… In fact, a blue would make the red stand out even more than a green, I’d think! I bet we could find something that would really make your hair color pop! Something teal or light blue would be perfect.”

— “In keeping with the theme of three colors in my life, we might even throw in a nice light green to finish a real Trichronika pallet! Nothing very Christmas, but something really cute and poppy!” The study of colors wasn’t something that Shuzo had always known, but as of his signing with Judas, he would glance through the pallets for things just to take note of the type. Art like that was a bit foreign to him, but still very interesting.

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     “My clothes are fine!” he barked back, his lips curling down into a scowl. What a stuck up guy Shu was. Even someone as narcissistic as Crow could notice that he was going above and beyond in terms of his stuck up persona. Oh well, he was stuck in this now. Whether he liked it or not.

               ... And he definitely did not.

     Letting Shu blather about color theory, he half thought about trying to run off, but he sat through it, even if barely listening. His tail flicked a bit, and he glanced off to the side. If they were going shopping, Shu would be buying everything. He took a look down the street, which was a mess of lights, neon, and other myumon at this time of day. MIDI City never slept, it looked like.

     There seemed to be a few stores that were more Crow’s style, and a few that were sort of just a mix of fashion. That was fine, though, as long as they weren’t going into any pastel pretty pop stores, the younger man could probably manage. Wiping his forehead a bit, he thought over options, looking in the windows of the other stores from where he was, which wasn’t necessarily a great view, but he managed to grasp a little bit of what was in each one.

     Though, his thoughts were cut short as Shu shoved a pallet in his face. Oh hell no; he wasn’t gonna wear colors like those! Folding the piece of paper up into a square to toss out later, Crow put on a fake smile and offered a different idea. Hopefully one that Shu would at least agree to.

     “How about we just check out some stores? I’m not interested in changing my color scheme at all, but maybe we can both pick up some stuff, yeah?”

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Puella Magi Madoka Magica Sentence Starters

-----------------------MADOKA KANAME-------------------------

"It doesn't make any sense, does it?"

"I sorta thought it'd be good to have some costume ideas."

"Well, actually...Lots of things happened..."

"But I...I can't do something like that for a cake!"

"It's a once-in-a-lifetime thing!"

"And I guess...you've seen lots of people die horribly, haven't you?"

"I keep thinking 'if only I listened to you before'."

"I feel bad I can't help. Everyone else has always done the fighting for me..."

"No...It can't be..."

"I don't care what I become."

-------------------------SAYAKA MIKI-------------------------

"That's awesome! The anime character in you is popping out, too!"

"What the heck's that supposed to mean?!"

"It seems a shame to fight it and not get anything."

"It's gonna be okay. I'm sure someday somehow..."

"And right now...this is the happiest moment of my life."

"Shut up. I don't need your advice."

"No one's gonna need me anyway, right?"

"When you talk, you use empty words."

"I'm sorry if I caused you any trouble."

"It got so bad I even hurt my best friend."

------------------------MAMI TOMOE-------------------------

"Well, you certainly have the right spirit."

"This isn't supposed to be fun."

"That wasn't an option for me..."

"Don't forget that, okay?"

"And I guess you don't like that?"

"Afraid of someone coming stronger coming along to challenge you?"

"It won't be easy. You will get hurt."

"We have no choice but to die!"

"Dying would be a kinder fate."

"Then just make sure you and I never see each other again."

-----------------------HOMURA AKEMI-------------------------

"I warned you, remember?"

"Why are you doing this to yourself?"

"Why won't you trust me? Can't you see I just want to help you?"

"Do you realize that you're just making ____ suffer more and more?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not making any sense. I'm scaring you aren't I?"

"We'll break and smash and pound it into dust."

"I swear I'll save you!"

"Did you know what would happen, afterwards?"

"Why do you always sacrifice your self like that?"

"I know what you really are and I know what you are planning."

------------------------KYOKO SAKURA----------------------

"It means you're paying too high a price for this."

"So how much longer are you gonna do the stubborn thing, huh?"

"Maybe there will come a time when your back's gonna be up against the wall and you'll have to stand up and fight."

"Why you...What the hell's your problem?!"

"And you dare call yourself human?!"

"I mean, you found your reason to fight, yeah?"

"Seriously? Doesn't sound like you at all."

"Don't waste food. I'll kill you."

"Get out here. I got something to say."

"Ever heard of the food chain? Didn't they teach you that in school?"

------------------------NAGISA MOMOE------------------------

"We were once bringers of hope."

"We despaired and spread our curses."

"We planned that if things went bad, at least one of us would survive."

"Turn into cheese!"

"I just wanted to eat cheese one more time!"

"What a pain in the neck."

"Why do you ask?"

"You get lonely super easy."

"I don't know. Don't blame me for that."

"___....can't breathe...."

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“Mad…?” Aion asks, looking back up at the still fragile-looking male, confused on why he’d assume something like that. Why would he be mad about this? Well…part of him wishes he knew a bit sooner, though the idea of coming clean to the lion (and probably their other bandmates– the entire company?) must’ve been terrifying, considering the way he’s shaking now. Downright terrifying, anxiety causing… Aion can understand that. He too would avoid the topic if he didn’t have to bring it up.

The small myumon shakes his head. “I’m not mad. Don’t worry.”

“…will you be all right, though…?” he hesitantly asks, not quite sure what else to say.

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     Just hearing Aion reply like that... his face softened into a smile. He lost any instinct to cry and simply pulled Aion closer. “I’ll be fine,” he replied, his voice wobbling with the burst of positive emotion. He was just so happy that he was so understanding. He was still shaking a bit, but this trembling was more out of happiness than anxiety.

     Though, his tail twitched a bit. It still wouldn’t be healthy for him to wear his binder to sleep. That could really hurt him, after all. Frowning, he looked back to his chest. “Uh...” he grumbled, trying to figure out what to do for this. “Though, you were right about one thing. This is... sort of dangerous if I wear it for too long, but...”

     He glanced over to the smaller myumon, shaking his head a bit to himself. “I think I can go one night, right?” he asked the other, but part of him knew exactly what Aion would say.

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“ Surely You aren’t THAT slow Idol-Kun ! ”

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     The shorter man was currently in the midst of chasing the man clad in black. Unfortunately, however, he wasn’t quite as fast. Not even the teasing from the thief lighting his typical temper could help him here, though. How could he go that fast anyways?

     Yelling, almost screaming, he threw curses at the other, who was currently running off with some of his money. “Bastard!! Get the hell back here!!”

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The small lion flinches as Crow screams, his serious expression dropping immediately. “…eh?” he manages to mumble underneath his breath, not really expecting that kind of response. Born a girl…? It fits with the excuses that had just spilled out of his mouth, but still it’s a bit surprising to hear. He starts to try and find words to say, but nothing comes out. He scrutinizes every thought, aware that the subject is a rather heavy and sensitive one. Though, the guitarist stops when he turns his full focus back to the other.

…

Crow looks like he’s going to cry…A sight that right away, Aion decides that he does not like one bit.

“…” Aion casts his line of vision elsewhere, feeling a bit guilty now for pushing a bit too hard. His ears sag to promote the emotion further, a light pink dusting his cheeks as well. The male lets out a breath before apologizing.

“…sorry. I was simply concerned with your well being…forgive me.”

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     “It’s fine. Had to tell someone eventually, I guess.” he looked down to the covers of Aion’s bed, gripping tightly to the hem. He was hoping he could’ve done this at a different time, but sometimes he couldn’t make those choices, he assumed. Frowning a bit, he bit his lip and held back his tears.

     He wasn’t mad at Aion. In fact, he honestly couldn’t be. He was right, and his heart was in the right place. And of course, Crow’s feelings towards the other didn’t change. He still loved Aion. But... did Aion still love him, knowing this?

     “You’re not... mad at me or anything, right? For... being like this?” he asked, surprisingly solemn and calmly considering his visible negativity just a few moments prior. He moved one of his hands to his chest, still trying to cool himself down. God how he wished he wouldn’t have to wear a binder anymore, but until he got the funds for a surgery, he’d have to deal with this. And so would Aion.

     Probably. At least, only if he decided to stay with Crow after all this. Jeez...