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a boisterous laugh would ensue the other’s shriek, arms linking around their shoulders for a brief squeeze. patti hadn’t learned much about what was off limits & what wasn’t yet. although she had intended it with all good intentions.
” haha ! don’t be scared, chrona, it’s a hug ! “
a hug she said. for chrona it was like a sudden attack, and their heart didn't calm down but bumped more and more. yet they had to keep ragnarök under control or else he had attacked patty at any matter-- and that was something chrona wanted to avoid at any costs. "i-i w-would not like t-to get hugged l-like t-this... i-i don't k-know h-how to d-deal w-with i-it..."
( pistolclip )
" ʏɪɪɪᴇᴋs !!" the sudden appearance of the wildfire made them shriek, they haven't been prepared for the sudden glomp, and yet chrona didn't even like to get another physical contact by other people.
ᴋɪᴅ:
ʜᴇᴀᴅ sʜᴏᴏᴋ ɪɴ ᴀ sᴡɪᴠᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ. A straightforward response to their short inquiry , he could sense how eagerness existed — smudged across their countenance. Kid was of minor usefulness , but he would consider lending a hand if need be. His day was spent with the infamous Thompsons , something he’d gotten used to—their presence and their gregarious behavior. The pinkette was unalike the duo , but he knew they strived to conform with the rest.
ˋ There’s a chance Soul might know of her current whereabouts. ˊ
a simple nod occurred, shiver came over their shoulders. he was a shinigami, still. and for chrona kid didn't do anything wrong, either to them or to anyone else. his role was a different one than his father's. yet chrona shouldn't care about that basically. if it wasn't ragnarök who was bugging them, telling them to not speak with the shinigami, or else he might punish chrona or tell medusa, they'd stay longer. kid was a kind being, he wouldn't hurt anyone as long as chrona wouldn't hurt anyone else either. that was a fact. they ignored ragnarök's rumbling and parted lips to speak. "t-thank you..."
Palms sliding together with ease, she did not feel the need to pull away, the discomfort she so often did upon physical contact. Instead it was a warmer smile which presented itself on her face as she began to walk, gently pulling them alongside her. Getting herself another book was priority, still, but the idea of giving them something was favorable.
"Do you like reading, Chrona?"
they smiled rarely but for one time chrona couldn't resist and lips curled up in a minimal smile. maka was so nice to them, they felt well with her presence, her soul was so warm, and so was her heart. did chrona like reading? they learned reading from medusa-- well, kind of. basically chrona was self- taught, by reading one of medusa's books when they were used to live with her. "i-i've only read m-medusa-sama's books", they replied.
BLACKBLOODED. i probably won't be online much today because my cold worsened last night and i can barely swallow anything. give me some time to recover, i'll get back at my things once i feel better.
BLACKBLOODED. you can like for a starter yet i can't promise the worlds to you since chrona is a shy bae.
Fingers brushed harmlessly over the back of their hand, an attempt at being comforting and affirming at once. The loneliness and fright which they felt was understandable, especially in a city as big and new to them as Death City, but she was happy that they wanted to go to the book store with her. Some company was always nice, anyways. "Alright then! Stick close to me, okay? Maybe we can get you a book to read while we’re there.”
orbs widened and chrona grabbed the girl's hand tightly. for one time they felt at home, and maka was giving them that feeling. home was not the place they used to be with the... c r e a t u r e they used to call their mother, but it was the place called shibusen. a slight nod and lips parted to speak in a very slight tone: "y-yes, m-maka. i'll stay with you."
ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs ᴀᴠᴇʀᴛᴇᴅ from idle daydreams, train of thought coming to a slow halt as crimson hues come to settle upon the visage of fumbling individual. Features soften into something more casual, if only slightly, and tone is calm when weapon parts lips to speak.
❝ Oh, Crona. ❞ A single nod is given, hands tucking themselves away into deep pockets. ❝ Did you want something? ❞
and they were trying to hold a conversation with the other male. and it was very hard to form words without drowning in fear and shyness. lips were trembling, and the first sentence they said was. "h-how are y-you?"
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Half turn upon the heel of her boot, curiosity bright eyes turning upon the person behind her, and a smile bloomed upon her face all at once at the sight of them. Oh, the meister was aware that not everyone, not even all of her allies, trusted in Chrona, but she certainly did, with the entirety of her soul. "Hey, Chrona! I was about to go to the book store, did you want to come along?”
book store? would be sounding like fun. they couldn't remember ever being at a book store-- so it would be way too much a journey. a slight nod and chrona clung against maka's arm. they were not used to this yet they didn't know how to deal with it. and getting lost -especially in death city- could be the worst that could ever happen to them. "y-yes. i want to follow m-maka...", they hushed.
( ✕✕ scythesound )
a deep breath was taken as hues spotted the male individual who was actually maka's partner. they didn't expect much from him, yet they didn't know how to deal with him either. but by being so close to maka, they could try to make some process by talking to soul-- well, kinda. "u-uhm..." they were afraid, but why?
( ✕✕ simetriias )
"a-ahh--" they wanted to talk a little more, but had gotten interrupted by ragnarök. yet they were trying to struggle against him at all force. chrona didn't want to deal with him right now, they just wanted to befriend more people. though they could understand ragnarök at some people. death the kid, he was a shinigami; a foe. but they didn't care. this was the shibusen, and their mother wasn't there. a new progress on trying to get into a conversation was set, and chrona continued their sentence. "y-y ou haven't seen maka... h-have you?"
——≫ℬᴀɴɢ≪——
She hadn’t realized someone nearby until turning to meet the usually stoic being. Confusion within visage as they attempt to speak. If Maka was with her this — wouldn’t be as awkward, yet she was alone, with this.. person. Perhaps she should try to encourage them to speak or rather calm down at this point.
❝ Yeah? What is it? Do you need some help Chrona, Right? ❞
spit was stuck in their throat, the try to swallo was failing and it felt like they were almost choking but could hold it back anyway. chrona was not used to talk to anyone, especially people they didn't know as much as they knew maka. they tried to calm down and gather everything. head moved into a nod and once then they spoke to the girl again: "y-yeah... i-i'm lost..." hard process but they did well-- at least they thought they did.
( ✕✕ pertinaciity )
digits grab the fabric of the girl's slip over, gaze was directed somewhere else, and pallid cheeks showed up a slight shade of rose. they were still too anxious to talk to her directly. and they weren't sure if they shall even try to speak, yet lips parted and all they could release as a simple "h-hello..."
( ✕✕ parsiimonious )
gaze directed at the taller female, a simple slap on the butt given by ragnarök made them approach her, yet they were still too shy to even release a word. at least they were even trying to get a sentence done. "u-hm...", was the only thing they could release from their lips. at least it was a progress.