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"H-Hello...Zacharie..."
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featheredsavior
"H-Hello...Zacharie..."
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Sameul walked quietly from the magenta zone into Zacharie's blue shop. The first thing his red eyes happened to land upon were the cat tail and pair of cat ears that Zacharie now adorned. The cat mask was one thing...this was another. Sameul shrugged. It wasn't that he minded it. He quietly walked toward Zacharie. Careful to go unnoticed, He slid his arms beneath Zacharie's and wrapped them around his abdomen. A smile now on his face, he moved his head and rest it upon his companion's shoulder.
"I-is.. t-there any-anyway I can s-see Sameul..?"
[ Of course, angel child c: ][ //casually pushes Sameul out ]Sameul lifts an eyebrow confused. "W-what...?" He turns to where Zacharie stood. His red eyes grew wide and bright. "Zacharie!" he beamed, nearly racing forward to wrap his arms around the other.
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"YOU." The fox snarled, stomping his hoof against the ground in anger. When he did the world around them seemed to shake. "HOW DARE YOU SHOW YOUR MASKED FACE IN MY DOMAIN! "
The child had been wandering aimlessly - he was completely lost. His green eyes flitted around nervously. Who knew what he could amble into. The thought itself scared him. Zacharie swallowed despite his mouth feeling rather dry and focused his gaze on the ground. He thought he saw someone, and feeling entirely hopeless on finding a way out of this place, quietly made his way over to the stranger. He only feared for the worst, hands balling into fists at his sides. Terrified was a good word.
Batter was standing still, not really focusing on anything. Not that he could focus, anyway. His mind was jittering around mindlessly. It was only when he spotted the somehow familiar child before him that his mind focused. Those green eyes, that black hair...he knew this child somehow. But....how?
He had not expected the child to wander toward him. In fact, that was the opposite of what he had expected to happen. Batter honestly thought the other would run away in fear, leaving Batter standing curiously. Instead, he found himself figuring out what to say to the terrified child.
Mindlessly and unexpectedly, Batter opened his mouth to speak. Barely a whisper was emitted. He spoke a single word, a name, without even realizing or even meaning to. "...Zach...arie...?"
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Zacharie promptly marched up to the Batter. His face was flushed red but it went ignored. He grabbed the other by his jersey, pulling him down to eye level. He planted his lips to the others for probably longer than he should have before pulling his head away, looking flustered.
Batter looked confused as Zacharie marched toward him. If he hadn't known better, he'd have thought the other was angry. "Zacharie?" he opened his mouth to question the other, but was interrupted when he had abruptly kissed him. If it weren't for the confusion still flooding his mind, he could have found himself, dare he say, enjoying it.
When Zacharie had pulled back, Batter's jaw had dropped; his gray and red eyes were wide open. "W-w...what was that?" he asked, not much expecting a reply.
Zacharie sniffles, walking toward the Batter with watery eyes. His wings are pulled close to him, perks of red liquid springing from where feathers had been oh so cruelly pulled away. "Eli.. I-It hurts.."
Batter looks to Zacharie with wide, disturbed eyes. Who could be so cold? He walks to meet up with the other, looking over his dismantled feathers. There was a frown upon his face. "Who...did this to you?" he asks, not knowing what much to say, if there was anything else to say.