crossfalkhanna:

“R-Right. Okay.”

“Wait, I um—thank you. I mean it.”

If there was a non-crappy hospital in Hive City, one where they actually cared about the patients, that was where Hanna would end up if Wocky told someone—they’d just want to investigate, they’d want an explanation, they’d want to know how the hell he was still alive and moving, and Hanna couldn’t exactly explain any of that. And that’s just if Wocky told an authority figure—what about Lynne, or Lightning, or—?

It just would’ve been even worse. They would demand to see his scar and demand he tell them what was up and what happened to him and he couldn’t do that, he really couldn’t. They’d get all worried about him, and without even a good reason! He didn’t need something like that. They were supposed to be HAPPY.

Maybe Wocky understood the feeling. Maybe he had… some kinda scar too, which he didn’t want people to worry about. Probably not one that was still open like that, though, but… well, it wasn’t Hanna’s place to ask about, was it?

“I didn’t mean to freak out at you… uh. Bye.”

He’d already been leaving, walking a fair distance away from Hanna when he heard him talk again. 

“Wait, I um—thank you. I mean it.”

Sincere words, coming from someone whom he’d been threatening not too long ago. He hadn’t expected them really, didn’t exactly deserve them. After all, they were just keeping each other’s secrets, weren’t they? They both had their reasons for not wanting to share the explanations behind the strange things they had on their chests. Both knew there were implications to face if others found out, although Hanna’s were far more serious than Wocky’s were.

Still, it was kind of nice to hear. They weren’t the sort of words Wocky heard often.

“Right right, ain’t no thing!” 

He gave him a small wave of the hand and he was off, simple as that. Perhaps some other day, they’d be able to share their stories. For now, they had no need to.

(Source: forever-stay-grindin)

sixth—sense:

Oh, so the fox had a sharp tongue? Cuuuuuute. But who did this son of a bitch think he was? His fashion sense was worse then Trey’s and his speech was worse than Nine’s! At least when the student spoke, she could hear language!

But what was REALLY FUNNY was the fact that the guy got so hot and bothered about the whole thing! Taking insults from a girl and putting them to heart, how hilarious. Maybe this guy came from a world where everything was a goddamn sitcom! Come on, Fox, hit her! Tch, he’s better than fighting with a girl, huh? …Better than some of the people she knew back home, to be honest. Butttt, he wouldn’t know that. Ever.

“Tch, what a buncha nonsense! I never said I owned anythin’ ‘round here, so get outta my face!”

Sice placed two hands on the guy’s chest and shoved him hard. If he wanted to start something, might as well. She could take him.

“No one’s better than fightin’ with anyone. You’re just lyin’ to yourself, so c’mon. Bring it, fox.”

Typical, typical. No one could ever understand how Wocky spoke. It wasn’t even a big deal, really. If one took the time to listen close enough, they could understand! Watanuki always knew what he was saying, Jack understood, and he was almost certain Tsukiko did too! So why couldn’t other people? Whatever, that wasn’t the issue here.

The issue was that the white-haired girl before him was a huge bitch, and he wasn’t about to stand for it. He wasn’t going to hit her either, so words would have to do, and words he was good at. Well, that’s what he liked to believe. In reality he was terrible at insults, and could never come up with anything particularly witty. Still, it was the only thing he could turn to to show this girl up!

However, he did not expect two hands to come and rest on his chest, and he certainly did not expect those hands to shove him. The shove was strong, but it wasn’t enough to knock him over, merely stumble back. What shocked him was the slight pain he’d felt in his chest after that. A shove like that could’ve very well killed him before the bullet had been removed.

He took a deep breath in and clenched his fists. He would not get violent with this girl.

“I ain’t gonna bring nothin’ cause you’s a girl an’ even though you’s rude as fuck, I ain’t got no reason t’fight you!”

sexyfinebitch:

Given that silky-fox-boxers brat was still ankles deep in pants that were probably ten sizes too big, it wasn’t even difficult for Cyril to dodge the punch. Not that he should have troubles with a little kid. His rep as a hired hand would be completely tarnished if that were the case!

“Easy, Peaches. You shouldn’t get your kiddie knickers in a twist when you’re practically asking someone to pull your pants down.”

This guy was slick - quick too, as he managed to dodge Wocky’s punch. He wasn’t so surprised however, after all the punch had been an incredibly clumsy thing, what with him stumbling forward, trying not to trip on his pants. He took a quick moment to adjust them well, before taking another swing at Cyril.

“PEACHES?! That ain’t my name yo! Don’ call me shit like that!”

Another swing.

“I ain’t askin’ for anythin’, who th’hell d’you think you is steppin’ up t’me an’ doin’ shit like dat?!”

king—saw:

More strange reactions from him.

Releasing his shoulder was the only thing to do as she let her hand hang at her side once more. Alright, she knew when she wasn’t wanted anymore, red eyes downcast as she figured it was just better to leave it at this. Forcing the fox wasn’t going to make things turn better — he wouldn’t eat her chocolates, he wouldn’t truly respond to her.

Was this what it was like to feel rejected?

Man, talk about a bad valentines day experience.

” I’ll just leave you alone. Really, it’s not that hard to tell someone you don’t like them, I just wanted to share my chocolates with you. It’s not like I have anyone else to share them with. “

The more she thought about it, the more she wondered why that was true. A mental shrug at the thought, hand raising to give a wave before making her way. That was until she paused, glancing back. ” Tell that other guy you hang out with I say hello, if you could. It’s been a while since I talked to him, too. “

And unless he was going to stop her, she’d simply leave him be and eat her chocolates alone.

What exactly was going on here? Had the chocolates she’d been eating done something? Black Gold Saw seemed as though she had gone through a real change of heart! She was speaking softly, and that small smile on her face well…it was nothing the likes of which Wocky had ever see her do before! This was strange, and he wanted to leave but he found himself stuck here for some reason.

As she spoke, Wocky got the awkward feeling he got when he went a little too far with his playful insults to Watanuki and upset him. Had he…made Black Gold Saw sad? What the hell was he supposed to do now?! She’d waned to share the chocolates with him because she had no one else to share them with? That…that made no sense! It was definitely those chocolates that had done something so like hell he was gonna have some!

Instead, he decides to just…stay civil. Be polite back. 

“No…no it’s aight, G-Gold Saw I jus’….I jus’ don’ want any but thanks for…yer…offer….?” He took a sharp breath in, still waiting for her facade to break at any moment. 

Then she started to leave, and Wocky saw this as a great opportunity to get the hell out of there - until she mentioned Watanuki. Wait, was she planning to go see him or something?? Oh nono, he could NOT let that happen! Not after last time!

“W-WAIT uh…y’don’t…have t’go!!” What in the hell was he saying?! “I-I’ll let—” Wait, she didn’t know his name…that was good. He wasn’t about to use it either. “…him know that you say hello!!”

king—saw:

The question came off as a little… uncertain.

Had she seemed off? Somehow she wasn’t really aware of how strange she was being, only knowing that she actually liked to talk to this boy. If she wasn’t so proud of anything, she would probably admit to being friends with him — like that would happen, but it was the thought that counted in the end.

Playing the words through her mind, she debated on what she could reply with. Jaw tensed as she finally settled on what to do in this situation. Really, she couldn’t help but give signs of affection to the person she appreciated. And, shifting the chocolates over to the hand that was held by her sword, she grabbed him firmly by the shoulder with another faint, twinge of a smile.

… almost as if they had some twisted bro like understanding.

” I’m okay, Wocky. “

He wasn’t even sure why he’d asked her that. It was as though some otherworldly force had forced him to say that, but…at least he’d said something instead of standing there like a complete idiot. This wasn’t to say that he didn’t still look like an idiot, because he definitely did! With his mouth hanging open as he felt that familiar hand on his shoulder.

The last time that hand had laid ever so gently on his shoulder…had been right before she’d ripped out his heart and tossed it on the ground, leaving his body in a pool of his own blood. Leaving him there to wait for someone to pass by, and ask him if he was okay.

The only thing he could bring himself to do was nod slowly. Something was obviously incredibly wrong here. From his few but memorable meetings with Gold Saw, he was certain that she would never, ever even pretend to be this way. Not if she couldn’t help it.

king—saw:

Somehow she wasn’t all aware that this man was as… frightened as he was. Hadn’t she just offered him chocolates? Maybe she should remember the things she’d done, yet when you warm up to someone in this sort of way the bad memories left until you returned to your old self — would this be the case all the same? Whatever was going to happen, there wasn’t any reason for her to care too much on his rejection of the box of chocolates she had.

Placing the lid back on wasn’t much of a task, eyes easing as she held them to her side and her smile disappeared. That, however, didn’t mean she had reverted back to normal. Not that her personality changed in the slightest, but she wasn’t as hostile compared to other times when interacting with the northern fox.

” If you weren’t interested you could have just said no. That expression isn’t all that flattering, but I understand if you just don’t want to flat out reject my offer. “

A small shrug, the devil placing her beloved sword’s tip on the ground as she tilted her head. ” … it’s been quite some time, hasn’t it? I take it you’ve been well if you’re still wandering around. A shame you haven’t found a way out of here, most have disappeared and have yet to return. “

Now then, Wocky needed a moment to think. If she was offering him chocolates—wait he couldn’t even process that thought!! Why the hell was she offering him chocolates in the first place?! Where had she gotten them?! Hell, did she even know what they were?! Why did she have them why was she eating them why was she trying to do to him—?!

He couldn’t think. Process any thought. The only thing he was doing was breathing and staring - hell he wasn’t even…breathing—at any moment, he was certain he would just stop and die right there, at her hand. What. The Fuck. Was Going On.

She speaks again, and now he’s even more confused. She was…upset that he hadn’t taken the chocolate?! And…she was…she saw that he was…well…goodness.

He had to be dead.

He was dead and this was hell.

That was it.

Wow, when had he died?

Either way, at the end of her little speech, Wocky only finds a couple of words coming out, surfacing to his lips. They sound a bit breathless, which makes sense, seeing as he’d barely been breathing this whole time.

“You okay, Gold Saw?”

king—saw:

The bright color of his jacket had been what initially caught her attention.

Body shifted to take a look at where he was headed, the pale - skinned woman pushing herself off the wall. Anyone who knew the girl from previous encounters might think she was out to take the boy’s head, no kindness found in any of her past meetings. Always so neutral, not wanting to show any mercy to the residents of this place.

Yet she had no ill intentions towards the man she had formed a rather nasty past with here, swaggering closer to him as she let a flicker of familiarity show in her eyes. A monster she may be, but something in those chocolates changed the girl’s view on everything before her. No annoyance filled her as she came to a final halt, holding out the chocolate with the faintest hint of a smile.

” I don’t mind if you have one. They’re good for it being my first time trying whatever it is they are. “

… talk about an utter nightmare to the wannabe gangster before her.

Had she…turned to him? 

….was she smiling?!

If he hadn’t been afraid of her before, he certainly was afraid now! His eyes widened as he stared at her, who seemed to be making her way towards him. She held a box of chocolate in her hands - oh, alright, so it wasn’t…blood…okay but, what the hell was she doing coming his way, and with that…

…that strangely kind look on her face! Something was severely wrong here and just as he was turning his body to get away from her, she spoke. She offered the box of chocolates to him, saying he could have one if he liked. The fact that she was even speaking to him, let alone offering him chocolate…

He was just…absolutely dumbfounded!