Title: hypoesthesia
Character/s: Neon, Kurapika
Summary: In varying degrees.
A/N: Just something to get rid of. Multi-chaptered drabbles.
hypoesthesia
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in varying degrees
(1)
The new guard perturbs the daughter of Light Nostrade.
Quiet and cold, methodical and logical to the sharpest point. Neon Nostrade has seen men and women like that before, stern right down to the sternum, faces in perpetual seriousness, professionalism the personal hubris. Oh, but not this one.
It's his calm, she gathers.
It's not the prerequisite kind of calm among bodyguards, the one that holds them ready for anything and everything that comes their way. It's not. No.
This kind of calm, this is the kind that waits for something.
Looking. Simmering, gathering, festering, building for—for—
Neon does not (want to) know.