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     stop staring, is  all mayoi can think to himself at the sight of the human ( ? ) a few metres away. ivory pale locks that stick from their scalp & scales that protrude off their skin is far from the normal human physique. drawn to the softest of  humans, he couldn’t help but feel wrong finding the desire to help the stranger, who was neither small not helpless looking.

     stop staring, he repeats to himself, emerald hues never once leaving the other’s green tinted scales that run across pale features. 

     finally beginning to build the energy to look away, the unnatural movement under their shirt instantly recaptures his attention. both hands seemed to be at their sides, & no one appeared to be near them to have theirs in his shirt. so was it... an animal ? the thought of a kitten or a rabbit popping its head out makes rose instantly heat pale features. 

     but the head of a snake makes body grow cold. 

     feet quickly move into action, breaking the distance between the two. hands stay by his own chest, both to keep from breaching boundaries & to keep the reptile from attacking him. finger meekly points, entire body shaking, & voice doing the same;

     “ e - ee - excu - uuuu - use me, but - uh , you -- eek !  s - ss - snake, clothes !? “

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feralbab said: “ i know you don’t need my help. but i’m offering it anyway. ” (From Aerith)

            the fight hadn’t been going exactly as planned but Nero was nothing if not adjustable. he had made sure to clear out any innocent bystanders while he could so the fiends didn’t have any unwilling victims to feast on but there were stragglers. luckily for them but unluckily for him, the fiends all had their attention on him. but that was okay. he could work with that. it wasn’t like he was a stranger to getting hurt.             however, the one thing Nero hadn’t counted on, was for someone to come to his aid. a woman garbed in pink, offering her aid. now, he wasn’t the type of guy to underestimate a woman. he had crossed paths with a few pretty badass ones in his lifetime, but that still didn’t quiet the protective side of him that immediately flared to life when someone else was now put at risk.

            『 ❝ that... really isn’t necessary. I can handle this. ❞ 』 despite saying so, Nero doubted the woman would really take no for an answer. 『 ❝ but something tells me you’re the stubborn type. ❞ 』 he sighed, deeply, adjusting his grip on Red Queen’s hilt, before turning his attention back to the fiends around them.             『 ❝ just stick close to me at least... alright? ❞ 』