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Tobias was hesitant at first but looking at his leg and the blood he sighed and gave up his pride looking up at Kitra. “If you’re willing to help me I won’t say no. I’m in a lot of pain.”
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It looked like it was more than an Aura flare could heal, so she knew she’d have to rely on good ol’ first aid. “Sure thing. Just... lemme see what I can do.” The Faunus brushed her bangs out of her eyes so she could better see him. “Got any bandages on you?”
♟: Patching up a wound
She hadn’t expected to see him there, the fire user that had tried to provoke her into fatally attacking him. Kitra sighed quietly and knelt down next to Tobias, eyeing him. “You gonna let me actually help you with that?”
Ah yes, the infamous flower shop, run by the deaf girl and the earth bender. This is what Tobias kept disappearing too? Niko had to investigate. He entered, smirking as the bell dinged behind him. You could almost tell the two were related with the expression.
Hennah aimed her gaze at the door the instant she heard the bell- a reflex she had developed over the years. She could instantly tell that this new customer wasn’t a regular, but there was something about him that seemed oddly familiar. ‘Oddly’ being quite the understatement here- it was as though she was having one heck of a déjà vu moment.
“Welcome, sir,” she greeted politely as ever, despite her slight confusion, “how can I help you?”
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|Send “💋” for my character’s reaction to being kissed awake by your character-accepting
Hennah was sound asleep when she felt something soft pressing against her lips. A moan-like hum could be heard before she carefully opened her eyes, only to look at Tobias. It took her a moment to realized what had happened, but a soft blush appeared on her face when she did.
“T-Toby...?”
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“I obviously think I’m laying here taking in the sights.” Even in a bit of pain Tobias was going to be defensive and sarcastic. He took inventory of himself and made sure his legs still worked by wiggling his toes. After he was certain of that he moved his fingers.
At least everything was in working order. “They real question is, what do you think you’re doing, yelling at me for simply trying to take a nap in nature? It’s that not allowed anymore.” He slowly stood and slung the bag over his shoulder s he started to walk off, hoping his nonsense would be enough to get him out of the area with what he wanted.
It wasn’t. Her eyes were locked on her bag and she felt her Semblance take hold of her, and she rushed with her enhanced speed, coming to a stop in front of him. “Ooh, no. I’m not yelling at you for trying to take a nap in nature like I was.” Her bright eyes glittered angrily at him. “I’m yelling at you because you’re taking my bag.”
One of her hands rest at her hip, her fingers tightening on the handle of one of her tonfa. “Give it back and anything else you took and I won’t beat you senseless.”
There were things in there that she could never replace -- a couple of pictures of her sister, an old, nearly burnt picture of Varou, and a few mementos from happier times. This punk wasn’t going to take them from her. Not without a fight.
❗
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Your muse sees mine having a nightmare. Send me ‘❗’ to hear something my muse mutters in their sleep.
Kitra didn’t fall asleep around where people normally lingered, but on the road travelling was a different story. Of course nightmares happened out there -- how could they not with all the Grimm that could be around.
She’d been sleeping up in a tree -- it was safest there from boarbatusks and beowulves that tended to prowl. However the quiet noises she made from something terrorizing her in the world of dreams were difficult to ignore.
“...no.. no.. stop...”
It sounded like it could be a nightmare from a memory.
“..no.. that’s... that’s mine.. don’t...!”
A pretty nasty memory.
“...my ice creeeam...”
...or someone stealing her sweets.
Getting Tobias away from his b*tch-ass boss for good like
Hennah: DON'T EVER TALK TO ME OR MY BOYFRIEND AGAIN!
Hennah: *turns around to leave w/ Toby*
Boss: *under his breath* son of a--
Hennah: *turns head* THE FUCK WAS THAT?
Boss: N-nothin'!
Hennah: That's what the hell I thought. *Leaves*
