[IC, probably post-dated or something]

[marezydoats]

[in a cabin a little bit away from the rest of the camp, Rin is sitting on her bed with a book in front of her. She is clearly tired and should probably go to bed, but is also clearly resisting in favour of trying to read just a few more pages first.]

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[cognitagonist]

[KNOCKS ON THE CABIN DOOR.]

[cognitagonist]

[drops a box of pins on the floor. There's a tiny drop of blood on the box.]

Here.

[marezydoats]

[picks up the box and looks at it, confusion and annoyance evident]

What does he think I'd want with this?

[cognitagonist]

. . . sorry about that. I lied.

[marezydoats]

[takes a couple of steps back]

What do you want?

[cognitagonist]

It probably won't mean much, but this isn't personal.

[marezydoats]

[her eyes widen a little, and a hand starts moving towards her boots]

[cognitagonist]

Are you going to defend yourself? That's good. I like tough girls.

[marezydoats]

How nice for you.

[picks up one of the boots and throws it at his head]

[cognitagonist]

[ducks and dodges!]

Hey, hey.

[marezydoats]

Get out of here now!

[reaching for her book now]

[cognitagonist]

[steps closer to her]

Or what?

[marezydoats]

Or I'll make you get out!

[swinging the book at him]

[cognitagonist]

[BLOCKING? And brushes a finger across your wrist]

Temper, temper!

[marezydoats]

[glares and hisses]

Don't touch me.

[cognitagonist]

I think that you'll let me touch you all I want. And you won't stop me because, secretly, you'll like it.

[And then runs his hand down your wrist, to your elbow, gently. For some reason it feels like your muscles will have locked down, like you can't move.]