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Shimmering Ocean! Cure La Mer!
"you really suck at teamwork!" (laura, nv :) )
Mean Sentences, Vol. 14
He fucked up- he really fucked up. Sure he hadn't actually hurt Laura, but he'd been so fucking close, the cold steel of his knife barely grazing her arm when she'd come from behind him.
At his expense, of course, they were attacked. It wasn't a terribly common occurrence that people recognized his face- but.. it wasn't exactly an impossible circumstance. She'd helped, she'd aided in his defense and he almost gutted her on instinct.
To say she was upset, was an understatement. The realization in his eyes completely changed his features from who he was outside the house, to who he was with her.
Those eyes housed that mad dog- still lurking beneath the surface. Tucked away to be kept from her eyes. Until he tasted blood.
"I'm- I'm-" He stammers, uncharacteristically unsure of himself.
"I'm sorry- I'm not used to fighting alongside others."
He's not used to being defended, only attacked more like.
"I will be more careful... next time."
He says it distantly, Cicero's head still swimming with the flood of adrenaline and lust that results from his headspace being geared more towards what he'd been conditioned for. What he had been trained for.
red or green?
Red or Green?