#twotiredbeings

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@twotiredbeings

“ Since then, I personally hope for the best but always expect the worse. ”

[fcllenflowers]

Continued from x

@twotiredbeings

The phone stayed silent for a few minutes, before it buzzed once more, showing yet another text from Lygari. It was just as short as the first one, showing that something was clearly wrong.

                                   [ｐａｒｋ． ｕｒ ｔｉｍｅｌｉｎｅ．]

She wouldn’t have known if she could get help if she wasn’t here, somewhere where Steel could actually help her.

  At that point Steel was already sliding a pair of jeans on and only half-buttoning them up before she reached for a sweater to throw over the long tank top she called a nightgown most of the time. She grabbed her boots and her keys, limping to the door as she was trying to put them on and run at the same time. She tied her laces in the elevator and tucked the tank top inside her pants and her keys inside her pocket. Once out of the elevator she literally started running as fast as she could; which admittedly was pretty fast.

 Steel was someone who had spent a big part of her life running away from danger, so it was rather ironic that she was running towards it at that point. But it was pretty clear Lygari was in trouble. She made it to the park panting heavily and having to stop and rest her hands on her knees to draw in a few breaths. The park gate was closed due to the late hour, so with a small sigh and a groan she took a few steps back, run and jumped on the bars, latching onto the highest one she could reach and climbing all the way around.

 Her boots hit the grass with a heavy thud as she landed on the other side. Now to find Lygari.

[the-seventh-soulless-human]

@twotiredbeings [x]

“Scared of me, are ya? But since you haven’t learned your lesson apparently…”, she took slow, small steps towards Seventh, hands behind her back, still grinning. She noted the knife Seventh had grabbed, but didn’t much care.

“Maybe loosing your eye again would help? Or maybe both?~ Again and again~”, she said in a sing-sang voice, giggling a little.

“...stay back...” They gripped the handle of the knife tighter as she approached them way to slowly. It was just like she was with every step hitting a new nerve within them and honestly it felt terrible. Her giggling made them do something unprepared and they put up a small wall of fire between the two, it just seemed to be barely visible though as they clearly wasn’t used to it so thus it was probably safe to go through without much trouble. Unless you were to expose yourself to the fire for a longer duration.

[7thdeterminedkid-blog]

You receive a message from an unknown number. [Did you know that a ball of glass will bounce higher than a ball made of rubber? Because it does] (twotiredbeings)

Frisk blinks as she re-reads the message. Who has gotten her number? Only her close friends are able to get this. As far as she remembers, she doesn’t post it online carelessly. She’s aware of not to talk to strangers. Was it a prank then by somebody? Can sending random facts to people count as pranks? She goes to message them back.[Really?] she began to type.[The glass won’t break or anything like that?]

[the-seventh-soulless-human]

"So, you learned your lesson yet?", Lygari asked, visiting her stabbing victim. She had to make sure that the kid wouldn't try and stab her girlfriend again after all.

@twotiredbeings

“Uh…yeah sure…” Not really and they couldn’t be bothered to either.I mean might as well agree right? That way she might just not stab them again.

[fcllenflowers]

 Steel only let go of Lygari’s hand once on solid ground and took a minute or two to adjust the straps holding a big can full of lighter liquid pressed to her back. She threw her partner in crime a glance, a silent thank you for the trip and also all of her help in gathering their resources. Steel herself wasn’t known for her building skill, but she was a pretty determined individual who rarely gave up once her mind and her single eye were set on something. Therefore she may have been sporting obvious dark circles because she had to stay up the entire night to finish this project, but the flamethrower itself looked sturdy and honestly not much less qualified than a professional one.

 The handle consisted of a plastic water squirting gun, connected to the can with a pipe. Steel had also made sure that both she and Lygari would be equipped with fireproof gloves, just in case something went wrong. Either way, the duo would now be approaching Seventh, standing side by side. Steel’s shoulders were relaxed, she didn’t seem to be slouching under the weight of the gun and she was also wearing a discreet smirk.

“You know that thing with those...Mario bros? They’re like plumbers, right? And what do plumbers fix?” Steel mused, but with her eyes closed it was hard to tell if she was addressing Lygari or Seventh. “...No, really, what do they fix? Toilets? Sinks?...”

 She pouted for a second, playing with the lip ring around her lower lip.

“Anyway, we’re Luigi and Steelio, here to fix your heating.”

Rolls the dice next:

@asktheseventhhuman

[fcllenflowers]

🌊 "Hey Flowey, wanna go to the beach?" (VERITAS STAHP)

Send 🌊 to take Narci to the beach ;3

{Accepting}

@twotiredbeings

“…”

 Admittedly Narcissus is a big fan of the beach. He loves all the sun. And it’s a sunny day outside today too…But he figures he’d need some kind of reassurance that Veritas won’t try anything first.

“We’ll have to be back before sundown and at least get my Frisk to join us.”

 He’s not about to expose himself like that to a notorious weed-killer.

[the-seventh-soulless-human]

Sneaking up behind Seventh, or Tira?, was Lygari, quiet as a mouse. Standing behind the kid, she tapped on their shoulder. When they turned around STAB TO THE EYE.

@twotiredbeings (@fcllenflowers)

Seventh turned around at the tap on their shoulder, almost immediately trying to back away as they saw who it was but alas they had reacted far too late. The blade went straight through their eye and they were about to let out a scream if not for that the pain shooting through them was far too painful for them to keep conscious that long.