“ i’m just living for me , but a little more vicious . ” teehee
𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡'𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 , a soft chuckle escapes the administrator's in response. her declaration of living for herself, now with an added ferocity, resonates intriguingly in his mind. cicious, indeed, her newfound determination. / the skirmish they engaged in earlier was nothing short of a display of her unwavering commitment, confirmation of all the strength rooted deep within her essence. ( the scratch engraved across Wriothesley's cheek serves merely as a mark of the spirited exchange. )
𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 ( that is totally not masking a wince at the following action ), the duke gingerly peels off one of his gloves to properly cleanse the blood staining his knuckles. ice-blue gaze drifts towards Kira, & within him stirs a deep appreciation for her resilience & uncompromising perseverance. ⸻ some things never change. very few are those who dare to challenge Wriothesley, let alone come close to him in combat as closely as she has. recognition deserves acknowledgment, after all. / tenderly brushing his fingertips against her bruised cheek : it proves a gesture meant to acknowledge her prowess rather than to offer an apology. ❛ Impressive strikes there. You've become quite the force to be reckoned with, ❜ he remarks, flashing a grin her way.
𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲 , 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 , having Kira reenter his life amidst the echoes of pain & solitude feels like the revival of a cherished fragment from a distant past. their struggling, soothing a persistent yearning within him ; offering a balm to the inner turmoil he frequently opposes. there's a strange comfort that washes over him, a solace derived from shared experiences … & he finds a peculiar sense of solace in not being alone for once : a sensation both odd & bright.
𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐒 𝐈 , accepting. / @levinhail
