UNDER YOUR SKIN ☆ o, rumors

[Grimm]

Enacted course unassisted by thought, despite numerous lessons to baseline he fell, at the mercy of whims that steadily ebbed and flow like the disquieted ocean. The manner it arose with sudden force was mimic of departure, crestfall that which fit against features pale in hue, averted vision to not entice further reprimand. "They were lying."

Simple reasoning, process of thought similar, all wound tight about a fickle heart. Further conversation staged with the requested departure, bystander made the child until particular words arose. "Medusa good, big dumbheads stupid." Unusual the edge adorning soft tone, head lowering in a short nod as though within agreement with his own words, light the ghost of a smile curling the corners of his lips. The quiet innocence of a child, overlooked every aspect deemed irregular and thus unpermitted on the basis of difference, to be lost in time but revealed in now when permitted.

Approached marked by hesitation, brief still, cheek to leg pressing lightly. The cruel malice lacking, only a quiet and fleeting embrace, the curl of body about her extremities as though he may take all spat at her onto himself, a burden readily taken if impossible for such. Away did he step, similar actions enacted when another joined, harder the press, light the graze of teeth in playful manner. Family them both, if unvoiced such, carved into his heart a niche no other may occupy.

The last Foam turned to with some sense of unease, forth creeping until before Rhine did he draw to a halt. Onto toes rolled his weight, once more forehead making contact yet only in a light press, aching where the contact was made. "Do good job, best leader."

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I think I’m not quite ready to let you circle the drain. all the things we’ve broken can be puzzled together again, all your sums and your pieces are enough to clean up all the messes you’ve made

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