wicked. ((open))
Gamzee had got to his feet before the bottle had even hit her, managing to go from sat to standing in one movement. He flashstepped over to her, and then just stood awkwardly, because what the fuck was he supposed to do? She was bleeding and crying and there was a part of him that was laughing and honestly the colour of her blood and clearness of her tears were really freaking him out, what the fuck was even all up with that?
“I am all sorts of motherfucking sorry, baby girl, you ain’t all got a motherfucking clue.”
He knelt down next to her, wanting to help but utterly clueless as to how. Because he wasn’t Karkat ‘I could shoosh a charging horrorterror’ Vantas, he was Gamzee ‘I’m one breakdown from genocide’ Makara. There were dead people who’d be more supportive than him. A lot of them, in fact.
He tried anyway, awkwardly papping the air above her head and looking anywhere apart from her. “C’mon, chica, it’s fine, it’s good, you’ll be right as motherfucking rain in no time. Just all gotta stop your weeping.”
Yayoi used her sleeve to wipe some of the blood and tears off of her face, both of which began to slow down in production. She'd definitely have to either get a new uniform or send this one to the cleaners. She opened her eyes, looking up at the strange grey boy crouching next to her. An incredible fear began to fill her heart, not knowing what in the hell he was. He couldn't have been human, nothing about him besides the way his body was shaped could remind a person of themselves. She let out a loud welp and tried to raise herself to her feet, failing and falling flat on her behind instead. It was a rather pathetic sight, a 14 year old girl cowering in fear because of someone trying to pat her on the head.
"W-who are you? Why did you throw that bottle at me?" she barraged him with questions, most of which could be responded to with one or two word answers. The boys almost clownlike appearance reminded her of the Akanbe she once fought alongside her PreCure teammates. For a second, she almost thought he WAS some kind of new Akanbe, one that could even speak english to persuade it's victim that it was friendly. She through this notion out though, as none of the bad end kingdom villains were anywhere in sight.



















