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. . . [ ..huff. Grumbling to herself. ] ..Unless I need to.

Be!! Cause I don't /need/ to!! That's all!! It's still a threat! [ If you laugh they get even worse insecure so really they go to hell instead ]

, [ Immediately going bright red. In just, like. Legitimate embarrassment. Stamping her foot like an anime girl. (🐺..) ] I'm!!- VERY intimidating!!! ESPECIALLY!! With a knife!!!

I- Maybe! [ ..Just kind of. Waving it around. At this point. What the fuck is she supposed to do about this. ] That /should/ be worrying!

/And/?? It's a /weapon/! I /could/ use it! [ HUFF. ]

[ .,.. MOTIONING TO THE BLADE. Not as intimidating as it should be, considering they moreso seem OFFENDED than anything. ] REALLY.

[ - ] [ IMMEDIATELY SPIKING BACK UP. ] I!- I /would/ if I /could/. And besides! Shouldn't you be watching your tongue??

[ <= dumbass? sees "vaguely almost human with vaguely almost cat features as well" and goes "ohhhh. like pink :)" ]

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[ ..She actually has, a smidge. Her eyes drift off. ] . . . ..That's not important.

. . . [ ..a flick of theirs, in turn. ] ..I can see /that/. But you're.. [ ... Squint. Wait. Wait, hang on. ] ... ..oh. You're like /her/. . . . [ ..slowly lowering the blade. ]

[ ... ] [ ..one slow step. Clutching the blade close. ] ..Where did you even- What /are/ you.

[ , ] [ IMMEDIATELY DRAWING THE BLADE. Narrowed eyes and raised hackles.. ] [ . . . Mmmeow..? ]

[ ..sigh. Gently holding onto her wrist, and staring at her. ] ..You'll have to go a little earlier than 'never'. But.. . . . [ ..a little smile. Not even the Freak Smile. ] ..that'd be nice.

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[ really loudly and annoyingly meowing over and over again while walking up and down some hallway ]

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[ Mm. Trying their best to return every one.. ..Always weird, for their skin to be so warm. That doesn't feel natural, either. ] ... I love you too. ..and it's.. You're welcome.

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[ . . . ..sigh. ///// ] [ A little kiss to the forehead. ] ..I.. try. It's not exactly natural.

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𝐈𝐈. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 @ashiftingheart.bsky.social · 10h

[ Yoink. Absentmindedly petting her back. ] ... ..I thought you would've known.

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[ ... ..also? Tempted? Just in general. But- Yeah. No. ..just- Steady hands.. ignore the way this doesn't quite feel.. /right/, now that she's doing it.. ... And. Y'know. Be prepared to jump back when they inevitably fall. ]

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[ Immediately failing to resist her urges. ] Just be glad /someone/ is. I doubt that's very common. [ ... Right. Yeah. Blade to neck. Just get it over with. ]

So I can reach? [ Tilting her head like this is painfully obvious. ]

[ ..Twirling the blade between her fingers. Clearly knicking herself- hissing under her breath before readjusting with a huff. ] ..I'm getting the last one? I thought you wanted out.

[ ..tch. ] [ That's both, now. Letting that one clatter to the floor, too. She pauses, for a moment, just- Staring. At them. ] [ ... Before deciding that the best way to get a good angle for this is to? Try and? Sit in their lap? ]

You had plenty before. [ A little jagged, this time.. Maybe she /is/ getting distracted. Or maybe something about it's just getting under her skin. ]

[ An eyeroll. ] I can multi-task. I'm not /stupid/.

[ ... ..aaand there's one. Briefly debating tossing it before just opting to drop it, instead. Scooting over to take the other and repeat.. ] [ ..glancing up with a cocked eyebrow. ] ..Well? You had a tongue before. Did I cut /that/ off, too?

Can't /rush/ it. What's the point, then? You'd just be here all over again. [ Tsk, tsk. Doing this shit /while/ actively sawing through them? Normal girl, she is. ]

[ A shrug. Nearly taking their hand before very pointedly just grabbing the shackle instead, and pressing the blade to their wrist. ] You can walk it off. [ ?????????? ]

[ Expectantly holding out a hand. ] Arm. You can figure out how to make it /work/ later.

Tsk, tsk.. Took you long enough. Maybe /that's/ why you've been down here so long. [ A little eyeroll, slinking back up close.. Glancing them up and down. ] ..maybe the little puppy got their collar because they wouldn't stop gnashing their teeth. Either way..

THE PRISONER. @shiftingmound.bsky.social · 12h

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[ Pausing, just to dangle the blade by the pommel once more. ] ..I /do/ hold the power here, don't I? [ A little snicker. ] ..Alright. Just sit still, wretch. No point in helping a princess who can't play nice, riiiight?

[ ..blink. Blink. . . . Immediately straightening out a little? Oh, god. Well. The good news is. She might not kill herself out of spite suddenly anymore. The bad news is. She's only getting more unbearably punchable. ] ..ohhhhohoho.. Oh, I /do/, don't I? I never even noticed, but you're right..

[ ... ..slowly starting to scoot closer with squinted eyes. Not- /Dropping/ the blade, but it's clutched back to her chest. Like all that matters is keeping it. ] ..and why should I trust that? For all I know, you just want to finish the job, little wretch.

... [ ..sigh. Glancing off and opening their arms. ] ..I miss you too. However little of a consolation that is.

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[ A small shrug. ] ../You/ have other people out there. I don't think they'd like if you stayed here for.. ever. And besides. The days, months, years, whatever- they blend together quick. It's not like you'd remember half of it. ..or like half of it would be interesting enough to remember.

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Tch. And you get to keep /your/ weapon? Right. I'm /fine/, really. No point in chances, now. You've made it veeeery clear where you stand.

I don't think it'd be as nice as you're assuming.

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