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Well excuse me, princess.

‘ just hold still and stop chattering like a coward– i didn’t come all this way for your world-weary quips. ‘

meninas will be the first in line to admit that she missed askin– but her aim is getting much better. she throws her heart aside with one hand and raises a column of this crumbling tower with the second, taking stock of his position again.

‘ if you keep running when i try to end this quickly, i’ll have to come over there and use my bare hands. is that what you want? something more intimate? ‘

she looks at him and tries to see a target, but memories are awful, nagging things. they won’t stop her from trying, but they cling to her arms when she throws, give him just enough time to move when she’d have crushed anyone else by now. maybe this should be sad.

‘ really, askin– this isn’t what i had in mind at all when i envisioned our reunion. you’re ruining the image, here. ‘

#dehonestus #JFC asshat just sit down and let me smash you...

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BABY.

who on Earth is this filthy casual talking to....

#nah i'm playin... hey babe what's swinging?#me and bee are comin up there in a few chapters are you ready to get smashed #dehonestus

[ oozes over to him, and to his shoulder, warm and malleable and maybe a little tipsy? maybe? but he's still there, and he's still smothering himself by burying his face in bazz-b's shoulder for just a moment before he looks up at him. ]

a " fucking kidding me " escapes from him, for the pause in which all he had was a tall, seemingly unbalanced person using him as a stand bazz sighed through his teeth. what a total child. eyes going from right to left, tongue maneuvering inside his mouth from cheek to cheek awaiting some response——

your christmas present may or may not be me, and maybe dinner. i’m just saying. i’m the best, and you’re so lucky to have me, even if you don’t actually have me. or something?

” Yeah? Tell me more, dude. ”

he didn’t expect anything better but was surprised that was all he said, shit, maybe he had grown a small form of sentience. well, sentience meaning where his whole form wasn’t inhabited by a parasite that made his entire brain filled with ” EGO “.

well. dinner wouldn’t be bad, and if this behavior wasn’t somehow a constant, maybe he wouldn’t be as aggravating either. although. after that, he made far less sense with each word.

” ’m gonna sit ya’ down, don’t like, fuckin’ fall or something when that happens. ”

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#dehonestus #[ HEY AC. ]#[ this is all you get. notsorry. ]

she's still staring. the fight or flight instinct has been triggered in this one, but... it's late. or early, maybe, and flight's just too much work when she's dazed and drowsy and she's spent all this time waiting for the dressed-up mess now filling in the doorway.

so for now, it's simplest to settle down and settle in. there's no use in fussing to herself about it-- she's supposed to be here, anyway. both of them are. the crease in her brow eases into acceptance, and she speaks.

"... not particularly, but. i'm sure that'll change if you stop hovering and come here." it's muttered softly, the far-off sound of a white flag raising. she can be appropriately haughty later in the day.