@AvaM_Star
Yuuka back up a little bit, "Sorry, I got in your personal space, but I reacted before I thought it through," Yuuka is quite for a second before she pulls the knife out of her pocket, "Would you like this back?" she asked a little shyly.
Yuuka back up a little bit, "Sorry, I got in your personal space, but I reacted before I thought it through," Yuuka is quite for a second before she pulls the knife out of her pocket, "Would you like this back?" she asked a little shyly.
(ME WANT IN PLZ!)
Inima nodded, "Yeah. It was… fine?" Inima didn't know exactly what to say, but she figured that was good. She took the metal from the knife and put it back in her hair.
(ME WANT IN PLZ!)
(@KittyBurrito I'm not in charge of this, but I think it would be ok if you wanted to start filling out the character information. Still @LeafyLemur would have the final say.)
(duuuude i had a whole thing lined up and i deleted it h e ck im not gonna type it again)
Andrei - somewhat awkwardly - wrapped an arm around Inima's shoulders, quietly for once. How did you tell someone that you thought they were good, whatever they'd done? That you really, honestly were not capable of caring about the stuff they weren't proud of? "You have some serious issues, don't you," he commented softly. "I like you anyway."
Inima nodded. Her tears swelled up and slowly trailed down her cheek, "Thank you."
Murdock sat down cross-legged next to her, more there as silent support than anything. He was really bad at helping people when they cried, so he sat there and tried to give her his best 'I'm sorry you feel like this and I hope you feel better soon' face
On seeing it, Andrei couldn't help but laugh goodnaturedly. "'Dock," he said through snickers, "your sympathetic face makes you look like a disgruntled kitten, oh man. Where's my phone, I need a picture of that to cheer me up when I'm down, because it works wonders."
(I've accidentally deleted posts more times than I would like to admit)
Inima stifled a laugh seeing Murdock's face. She knew he was trying to be helpful so she said, "Thanks."
Murdock went red, and he buried his face in his hands. "Sorry," he mumbled out of embarassment
"You have a beautiful face, don't hide it." Tsuki patted the boy on the back, trying to act cheery, but all she could see was the blood dripping out of her wounds.
Inima looked at Tsuki. She fought off all of her old habits and asked, "Are.. you okay?"
"I'm never okay, but I'm as well as I can be right now." Tsuki played with the ends of her hair, deciding now was not a good time to dwell on what had happened with her family.
"Why are you sorry?" Yuuka dropped on to the grass next to Murdock, "It was helping." Her words might not be as assuring because as she sat there a small circle of dead grass started forming around her.
"C'mon, all of you are pretty," Andrei pressed, refusing to let the atmosphere darken without a fight. "Pretty ugly. Eyyy…." He barked out a laugh. "No, I'm kidding. I think. You're not bad."
Inima let out a small smile.
Yuuka gave a slightly bloody smile, "Come on I know I look like a monster, no need to sugar coat it." She made the joke at her own expense.
"Especially not you, Miss I like silver and not yellow." He rolled his eyes playfully, glancing around at the others. "Can you believe this girl? Mysterious silver-themed girl with silver powers and hair that turns silver, and what is her favorite color? It ain't burgundy."
Murdock shook his head. "No you don't. You look wonderful," he said, moving his hands from his face
"Yes," Andrei agreed, "a monster. But one of the monsters that's on the cover of a Halloween-themed magazine."
Murdock smiled. "You have the oddest way of complimenting someone, you know?"
I'm the monster Inima looked at Andrei, "I'm sorry I just happen to like the color that works with my quirk. It's not like I had much else to choose from."
I'd hate to interrupt all of this camaraderie by butting into the conversation. Tsuki turned back towards her seat, doodling on the corner of the desk.
"This is me trying really hard to be nice, 'Dock, not gonna lie." Andrei sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. To Inima, he gave a mock-stern look. "Don't be sorry - I'm honestly just jealous 'cause the color makes me look like a sleep-deprived nutcase dressing in foil to survive the alien incursion." He smiled, ruffling her hair gently for a quick moment.
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