allstarz / yoru

[damp]

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week zero, monday.

[nostradamus]

[hello. holds her hand out to him.]

You. Hold this.

[damp]

What? You're not holding anything...?

[ takes her hand anyway ]

[nostradamus]

And yet, you took it anyway.

[they're now holding hands... this is what she wanted...

anyway, i guess this is where i mention that her hand is pitch black doesn't feel like it's made out of flesh. feels closer to metal?]

[damp]

[ Looks at this. ]

What happened with that other arm?

[nostradamus]

[she raises an eyebrow at him.]

Were you hoping to hold that one instead, boy?

[damp]

No? I just wanted to know what you did... with it.

[nostradamus]

It's rotting.

[damp]

... You just left it in the terminal somewhere?!

[nostradamus]

It's my arm. I can do whatever I want with it.

[damp]

Someone's going to have to clean it up.

[nostradamus]

Are you volunteering?

[damp]

No.

I'd just throw up and make a bigger mess...

[nostradamus]

Then stop complaining like you're the one who's going to deal with it.

[damp]

It's basic courtesy not to leave body parts in random places.

[nostradamus]

It's not a random place.

[damp]

It's not?

[nostradamus]

It's a place I picked. So it's not random.