Who: Havoc, Ashura,
Where: Some temple thing in Abyss
When: idk man BACKDATED LIKE YOU WOULDN’T BELIEVE
Summary: “Five years man. Where the hell have you been?” “Oh, you know, off eating babies.”
Rating: pg-13? idk.
Other: ACTION!LOG BECAUSE WE’RE LAZY AND FAIL
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so you better just stay close and hold on to me )
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but Ashura was always watching his temple.
somewhat used to intruders, he had stock-piled his kitchen with just a few too many knives and grabbed the nearest one on his way to peer out into the adjoining room. if another goddamn drunk got in, he would be working extra hard to install some sort of electric fence, gods be damned. maybe he'd dig a moat too, the extra effort might be-
--oh. oh.]
...
[a short pause, and the extra glint of weaponry had vanished, leaving only the sunspots from his bangles to skirt across the walls.]
Huh. It's just you.
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the woman tilted her head back and looked up at the child who was no longer actually a child, taking a moment to look him over briefly before offering her own reply.]
If it wasn't you would've stabbed me already.
[she drew her legs up to her chest then, wrapping one thin arm around them and using the other to pull the blanket that she always seemed to keep with her tighter around herself. winters had never been very warm in Abyss.]
You've gotten taller than I expected.
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[but that wasn't entirely the truth, was it? he remembered Havoc as freakishly thin - a spectre in a world of them, but he couldn't quite recall if her collarbones had always been so prominent, or her skin such an unhealthy pallor.
the barest of changes in his neutral expression hinted at something that might just have been worry, or some form of it. there had been no one else he felt any form of connection to outside of disgust, and here she turns up, even more sickly-looking than when she had left five years ago. the idiot.
wordlessly, he turns back to the kitchen for the loud kettle, talking over his shoulder as he went.]
Assam today.
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[how old had she been when she'd left? it was hard to say; Havoc had ever been particularly skilled in keeping track of the time or the days that went by, but she was certain at the time that she wouldn't grow much more ( ... )
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