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Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Ā Great !Ā Ā Ā ā Ā Thereās a small pause as he moves across the room, only to return to the otherās side with a spare helmet in his hands. Itās grey, a lot less stylish than the one he currently wears, but itāll do. He pushes it against the tallerās chest before climbing onto the vehicle ā thereās plenty of room for two people, if a little cramped.
Ā Ā Ā Ā A grin balances upon his expression as he turns grey eyes upon the other with purpose. Ā ā Ā Hop onā- donāt worry, Iāll stick to the speed limits. Ā Ā āHis tone is almost mocking, but itās just friendly jest.Ā ā Ā This is the easiest way for me to show you, so donāt go complaining. Ā Ā ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā HE HAS TO ADMIT HEāS surprised -- though not disappointedĀ -- to find heāll be experiencing such a feat first-hand, though heĀ āsure Crow has a point; it likely wouldĀ be the easiest way to go about showing him, rather than locating some spot from which he could look on while Crow demonstrates from afar. Helmet is slipped on without complaint as he takes up a spot behind driver, arms wrapping around his mid-section to prevent falling off.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Hadnāt planned on it.Ā ā Shun answers with a small smile, unable to be seen in their current placement to each other but luckily can still be heard in tone,
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Ā Wellā¦. yeah, butā¦Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Thereās a small pause, followed by a frustrated huff. He doesnāt think heās ever heard a more paradoxical argument in his life and at this point he doesnāt even want to bother trying. Placing the oven gloves down on a counter, he leans back against it. He stretches his arms above his head with a groan, before he links his hands together behind his head, and glances at the other.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Ā If youāre so excited you canāt wait a couple of minutes for them to cool down then down let me stop yaā. Ā Ā ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā CONTENT HUFF IS expelled through nose, taking small step forward to pick up baked good out of a victorious obligation more so than a desire to toss food that is sureĀ to scald his tongue directly into his mouth -- smells good, he notes, alongside the thought that they are, in fact, as hot as one would assume. Heās not one to waste food, well aware of what it feels like to starve, to scavenge for days and find only the most minimalĀ to keep you alive, but he canāt quite helpĀ himself either ----- small piece of the muffin is ripped off from the top, a brief moment taken to debate whether or not he truly wishes to do what heās thinking of.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Yes, he decides, flicking morsel directly at fellow duelistās cheek before turning head and taking a quick bite out of his food in attempt to play innocent; it burns, of course, but he has to admit itās far from bad in flavor.Ā
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Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Not quite. Traps canāt be activated from the hand -- not usually, anyway.Ā ā Some cards allow it, but itās not commonĀ and shouldnāt be counted on -- particularly with the deck he put together for her. Still, he has to admit sheās made progress; a special summon from a chain is commendable to a newcomer, particularly one who struggled with normal summons just the other day. Though even with that said... Academia wonāt kindly accept and correct a blunder; sheād die if she were against a real enemy. ā We should go check in with Nori; maybe heās got more information on how to get you home.Ā ā Itās not a top priority ( heās told her this before -- their ownĀ people are dying; returning a dimension thrown stranger back home must come after the needs of a war torn city ) but itās still a priority, nonetheless; thereās a chance some progress has been made.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Her eyes bore into Shunās, willing him to look at her, to assure her that he doesnāt mean what she thinks he does, but heās stubborn. He wonāt meet her gaze. Her hands unclench in the fabric of his coat, falling to hang limply at her sides. Words form on her tongue and she closes her mouth to prevent them from escaping. She grits her teeth to keep from screaming. She reminds herself that theyāre on a battlefield. She tells herself the same thing she has every day and every night since Academia came: she tells herself that there was nothing she could have done. She tells herself that she couldnāt have been faster or stronger or smarter. She tells herself that it wasnāt her fault.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā It doesnāt help any more than it ever did.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā She swallows down the sobs threatening to emerge in her chest and wipes away the moisture gathering in her eyes. She swathes her heart in bandages and she cloaks it in armor, thick chainmail and dangerous steel plates. She breathes in through her nose and out through her mouth like her mother taught her. She doesnāt think about Yuuto, but instead about what sheāll do when she finds the ones responsible for taking him from them. She does not cry; there is no time for tears in war.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āI understand,ā she said.
Ā Ā Ā Ā HEāS NOT SURE WHAT response he expected, his sister differentĀ from the one he knew prior to the invasion and even moreĀ so than the one he knew before her disappearance, experiences under her belt that he cannot currently imagine but he doesĀ know that wasnāt the one he wanted. Itās selfish, perhaps, but a breakdownĀ he could have dealt with, tearsĀ and yellingĀ and blameĀ ----- he would have been able to take thatĀ with a simple stab to the heart; watching her swallow, blink back tears, straighten her shoulders... that knife twists, ripsĀ through the fragile organ beating so pitifullyĀ within his chest; what childĀ must be so accustomed to death that she has learned to take news of it with angry acceptance?Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Heās proud of her, in a sense, for being so strongĀ ----- he just wishes she didnāt haveĀ to be.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā ā ...Iām sorry.Ā ā Utterly uselessĀ words, ones that held little meaning to being with and now, here, with corpses lining both memory and future, they mean even less; habitual response, something brought with them from better days and naught but a means to fill silenceĀ when one has nothing left to say.Ā ā ...We should move somewhere else. Iām not keen on standing out in the open like this for too long.Ā ā Not when his sister is still a targetĀ ----- a silent apology is given to Selena and Yuzu, his search neglected in favor of prioritizing the safety of his family.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Heās sorry; she comes first.Ā