tbh i'm just making an open post so i can do whatever here

[breaksouls]

 one of these days i should make an actual like, account for stuff and make it look cute but why would i ever do that

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[voidwitch]

[ She doesn't withdraw from his invasion of space but she isn't happy about it either. Her eyes narrow and she doesn't break eye contact, no instead she holds his gaze furiously. But her body is betraying her intent, her fingers touching each other rhythmically--an old habit that was keeping her temper in check.]

No one ever has to, or wants to. But they don't have to, I don't bluff about these things--I told you that, darling.

And what can they be afraid of?

[ She opens her mouth, and closes it. About to add, 'I'm the one who has the right to be afraid.' But she doesn't, why would she say that to a stranger. Instead she whips around, almost slapping him her hair in a huff.

He's getting on Kamui's nerves, all of these assumptions about her. About those around her.

She was a product of their failures, and their selfishness. It only made sense that they dealt with her, hell, that they made it up to her.

Shaking her head she focuses on making her choice of plush. Of course, she didn't even look at the booth to see if there was something big and pink. It's fine, she settles.]

It's shame there's nothing pink, but....I like him.

[ Blue suspenders, yellow skin, big goggles. They were funny little guys.

Clutching her prize close to her small frame she turns to face her new...companion. Her face a blank slate, as she tries to process her emotions.

All she feels is irritation.]

Now if you're done...nitpicking at me, dear, I'd like to get that funnel cake you promised me.

Or are you insecurities about being worth my time making you so unsure?

[nekota]

[ Expect the unexpected is the first and most cliche rule in his line of work, but even now and then there were some things you just couldn’t prepare to be unprepared for. ]

Well this isn’t my day.. so I guess it’s whatever the princess wants!

[ He offers the carnie a withering smile, apologizing for and exchange he himself had instigated. apologizing on behalf of a woman he didn’t even know.

His target starts walking too, and it’s all just so perfect ]

Hm, but you should really watch what you eat you know? Sugar has a habit of making you mean after an hour or two.

[ He says, concerned ( for her, for himself ) like he knows her at all ( he’s assuming ) ]

[voidwitch]

It doesn't make me mean. After all sweets just make you sweeter, and they make me happy.

[She turns on her heels, the wooden boardwalk digging into her feet. The smile on her face is borderline poisonous, just vaguely dipped in sweetness.

Wouldn't want to look like some little monster when you're connected to such a well-known family, right?]

And you want to make me happy, don't you?

[ She felt almost like she was talking to Xander, like just yesterday she was pleading with him to spend time with her. Even if it was some simple game of chess, or tea.

Maybe that's what she enjoyed about this, it was attention--attention from a stranger--and she seemed to always be viciously hungry for it. ]

So how was work? You always seem to be working. Even now.

Maybe that's why you're asking all these questions, you just can't leave work be.

Is that why you're so cranky?