Leave her life. Leave her life right now before her blood pressure skyrockets. Sometimes, dealing with him is like eating about three Big Macs in one sitting. Consecutively. Minatsuki growls as she types.]
really? fucking REALLY? so i can look like a motherfucking nutjob to other people? no thanks
and OBVIOUSLY YOU'RE the one who made it MOVE
so you're CONTROLLING it genius!
[But then it hits her, and she blinks. She remembers Murasa's words.
It's not that hard to get people's attention.
Minatsuki slowly looks up from her watch.
And there he is.
She immediately grunts, giving him a flat look.]
You know, Zelos, it's a goddamn wonder how no one who at least tolerates your ass hasn't gone and snapped yet.
[He's only halfway through typing a response when Minatsuki notices him.
What, like you don't look like one alre
That goes unsent when she speaks and he realizes that she's looking right at him. There's a surprised blink and he lowers his watch, ducking his head a bit to raise his hand in a brief wave.]
Hmm? Is it just me or can you suddenly see my handsome face?
[There's a short pause as Minatsuki realizes something else.
As trying as his personality can get, and as untrustworthy as he is (or seems to be; she can't ever figure him out, but she's not much better in that regard.)----Zelos Wilder is not a bad person. There's too much in the way of unknowns and inconsistencies within his character to call him a good person, but he's far from evil.
She's still inclined to keep him at arm's length, but she figures---she shouldn't leave him out of the loop entirely. He was friendly with a lot of her, ah, fffffrrrrrriends; and if she couldn't keep them in line, someone else could in her place.
If anything, Zelos was reliable. For both good things and bad things.]
You're pushing it. But, yeah, I can see you now. Tell you what---
[---And it's like some kind of checkpoint has been crossed. Minatsuki rolls her eyes, and strides up to him, reaching her hand up...]
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Leave her life. Leave her life right now before her blood pressure skyrockets. Sometimes, dealing with him is like eating about three Big Macs in one sitting. Consecutively. Minatsuki growls as she types.]
really? fucking REALLY? so i can look like a motherfucking nutjob to other people? no thanks
and OBVIOUSLY YOU'RE the one who made it MOVE
so you're CONTROLLING it genius!
[But then it hits her, and she blinks. She remembers Murasa's words.
It's not that hard to get people's attention.
Minatsuki slowly looks up from her watch.
And there he is.
She immediately grunts, giving him a flat look.]
You know, Zelos, it's a goddamn wonder how no one who at least tolerates your ass hasn't gone and snapped yet.
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What, like you don't look like one alre
That goes unsent when she speaks and he realizes that she's looking right at him. There's a surprised blink and he lowers his watch, ducking his head a bit to raise his hand in a brief wave.]
Hmm? Is it just me or can you suddenly see my handsome face?
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As trying as his personality can get, and as untrustworthy as he is (or seems to be; she can't ever figure him out, but she's not much better in that regard.)----Zelos Wilder is not a bad person. There's too much in the way of unknowns and inconsistencies within his character to call him a good person, but he's far from evil.
She's still inclined to keep him at arm's length, but she figures---she shouldn't leave him out of the loop entirely. He was friendly with a lot of her, ah, fffffrrrrrriends; and if she couldn't keep them in line, someone else could in her place.
If anything, Zelos was reliable. For both good things and bad things.]
You're pushing it. But, yeah, I can see you now. Tell you what---
[---And it's like some kind of checkpoint has been crossed. Minatsuki rolls her eyes, and strides up to him, reaching her hand up...]
----Here's proof.
[And tugs on his cheek.]