Rogue Huntsman
Twins
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"That's all I can do," Skyla's voice was one of two in team ELA's dorm room, the only other two occupants currently voiceless in an endeavor neither could truly take part in, "She's fine and will be fine, no matter how much damage she sustained."
The shorter girl stood from her spot beside Arex on her bed, taking her scarf from its draped perch on the bed's post and wrapping it back around her neck.
"What did you do, if you don't mind me asking?" Kitsuki asked, catching Skyla's side glance as the girl turned to leave.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't catch most of that," she apologized, giving the small kitsune an apologetic tilt of the head as she turned toward her, "I've been reading up on sign language, but I haven't learned it all quite yet."
"She's wondering what you did to heal Arex," Anoel supplied, sitting softly beside her softly breathing sister.
Skyla glanced back, catching the falling traces of Anoel's gaze before the elder sister looked back to the girl lying beneath the covers. The tips of black wings furled and unfurled silently outside the reaches of the comforter, calmly twitching against the expanse of the two bedded mattresses pushed together.
"I didn't do anything myself," Skyla replied, pulling at her sleeves as she made her way to the door, "I only accelerated the actions of the cells in her body. She did the rest."
"You're capable of that?" Anoel responded, turning most of her gaze to the door, "I've heard of your semblance before, and what it's capable of. But, from what I've noticed, it's only ever accelerated the movement of molecules."
"There's a lot of things people don't understand about me," Skyla sighed, giving the sister a small nod from over her jacket's shoulder, "Most of it purposefully hidden," she continued, dipping her head further, "all of it unfortunately misunderstood."
Her final words were softer than the rest, and out of the occupants of the room, Kitsuki was the only one who could make out what the girl muttered before she left.
The soft click of their dorm room door was all that remained in the silence of the bedroom, nothing else stirred but the quiet breathing of the healing teammate in her shared bed.
Anoel didn't catch any movement until she felt the small shift of the mattress beneath her. Her shadowed eyes caught Kitsuki crawling closer to the two sisters, carefully making her way forward before sitting back on her heels.
The elder sister's eyes tracked the following movement of Kitsuki's tails, seeing them sway back and forth before watching them settle against the mattress behind the white haired girl.
"How badly was she hurt?" she asked, placing her pale hands into the sheets in front of her as her ears drooped, golden-orange eyes never leaving Arex before her.
"As reckless as she was, it could've been worse," Anoel replied, shifting ever-so-slightly herself as she crossed her legs beneath herself, "She's the definition of a glass cannon with an already half-damaged frame and missing most of her ammunition. That hit she took could've killed her, if she didn't have what was left of her aura."
Kitsuki stayed her hands, keeping silent as she quietly looked up to Anoel's eyes. It was that serious?
"I didn't realize…" she signed, fox ears flattening entirely.
"Neither did anybody else," Anoel calmly stated, pushing her hat up and getting it out of her line of sight, "Her aura was depleted, almost entirely diminished with the overuse of both her Semblance and her Affinity. It's why I brought her here to begin with, to help her get better at that. So when the time comes for her to use it…"
"She won't exhaust herself," Kitsuki finished, getting a nod from Anoel in return.
The info-broker brought up her knee and pushed her back against the bedrest, bending her leg up to wrap her arms around, "I know it's probably hard to trust anyone on this team…"
Anoel paused as she let out a breathless sigh, dipping her head down before tilting it, casting the corner of her gaze at Kitsuki's own apprehensive one.
"I know it's why you haven't been too involved with us or our endeavors. But, if there's anyone I'd ask you to get close to," the older girl's eyes turned downward, switching her gaze to her sister, "it'd be her. You can forget about Niro and me, we're enough of a problematic pair as we are."
"I think I can make that decision myself, but," Kitsuki leaned down and kept her gaze up, catching Anoel's down casting eyes with her own, "there's still a lot of time for us to get acquainted. We've only just become a team."
Kitsuki leaned back once she had Anoel's attention, soon bringing her tails in front of herself as she brushed her elegant fingers through them.
"Besides, I think I've been the only one, outside of your little inner circle, to see Niro's nicer side," she admitted.
Anoel couldn't help but smile, even if her amusement was a little short right now.
"You haven't seen his nicer side yet," the info-broker replied quietly, gently shaking her head as she loosened her arms' grip around her raised knee, "When I said 'anybody else', I left Niro out of all the people who didn't notice Arex's aura diminish."
The response brought the kitsune's attention back to the glowing orbs beneath Anoel's black cowboy hat.
"In fact, nobody but him could've realized in time," Anoel sighed, pulling her other leg up now as she held her legs against her chest then hid her chin behind them, "I wouldn't be surprised… if he played a part in why Arex didn't break any bones with that last hit she took."
Even if he wasn't there… even if he was on the other side of the school… he saved Arex's life, however impartial it may have been to him, he somehow did it.
"If you didn't sense it or know it, how come you're so certain he helped?" Kitsuki asked, falling into her curious stupor, only to grace it with the sympathetic gaze found in a tone of understanding.
"Because I know him," Anoel replied simply, "Arex, despite what he says, isn't someone he can ignore, especially in a situation like that. He was keeping his senses on her, even after walking away."
"It… sounds like you two are the only ones he actually cares about," Kitsuki replied, her tails wrapping tightly around her waist a moment later.
"We're the only ones he has left to care about," Anoel responded, a breathlessness settling inside the quietness of her reply, "Nobody else ever really cared for him, so it was only fair if he returned that small favor to the world."
Dust rattled the windows of the cafeteria as I sat back in my seat, dark boots crossed at the ankles and resting across the bench I found myself on. My hands were behind my head, my hat placed over my eyes and the bridge of my nose, relaxing entirely as the siege continued.
Time was moving at its normal pace again, even after I personally moved through its stalled reaches so effortlessly. It was getting on my nerves with how utterly senseless it was ticking by, grinding away at my patience even after neglecting me so long ago.
Time was the overseer of all things, they say. Well, to that I say time is the biggest, loneliest, consistent piece of silent, misconceived arbitrary garbage ever to be defined in any world similar or different to the sad excuse of this forsaken reality.
Hell, this isn't even half bad… compared to the majority of the other ones.
"Well, well, well…" a light, young voice tried to interrupt my admittedly calm thoughts, cutting in from the far end of my cafeteria table, "if it isn't mister tall, dark, and arrogant."
She sounded fourteen? Maybe fifteen? I couldn't honestly tell, with how short a height that voice was emitting from.
"Hasn't anyone ever told you not to talk to strangers?" I replied with half a mind, remaining unmoving in the darkness of my worn cowboy hat.
"Hasn't anyone ever told you that helping people saves lives?" the little voice responded, making a stab for my pride.
Every man had his pride, no matter what they are or how powerful they become. My pride was on an entirely different level than the rest of the human race, something far beyond anyone's reach but my own.
However…
"And yet, you're here, talking to a stranger," I replied lowly, wondering how far this person's thoughts traveled before letting her mouth run.
"He's not exactly wrong, Ciel." the second nuisance I sensed finally spoke, giving me a very good idea of how smart he probably thought he was in the polite formality he set his personality to.
The apparent brother of the shortstack at my table took a seat across from me, it seemed, followed by the girl sliding into her place beside the one who just spoke.
"L-Leo! You're not supposed to take his side!" she whispered in a harsh, higher pitched exclamation, finger audibly flicking her 'Leo' on his shoulder.
Go away, please… while I still have my sanity.
Not like anyone can take it away in the first place.
"In whatever case this may be, it was your decision to come here. Neither of us even need to eat, so your only directive, for whatever reason, was to pursue this fellow before us," I sensed Leo gesture toward me before he turned his gaze back to his sister, "I don't even know why you wanted to confront him."
"Because he's just sitting here, that's why," the girl responded with a literally audible pout, "He's not doing anything."
"That's hardly the case, Ciel," Leo held up his hand, then pointed to the windows, "See that? That right there?"
There were a few moments of pause, then the girl took a glance, letting out a short whistle. She sounded as if she were almost impressed.
"He did that?" Ciel asked skeptically, standing up from her seat before walking around the table, past me, and to the wall.
Leo nodded, telegraphed like the morning news broadcast. I didn't even need to use my senses to know he nodded. It was just in his character.
Ciel knocked against my aura shield and I had a brief part of myself realize how easy it'd be to fry her, but I repressed that part as soon as it arose. It's not like it'd be much effort, it'd just be a bit rude… considering I was starting to tolerate Leo's existence a little more than I first intended.
The girl then proceeded to pick up a nearby table and swing it at my shield, shattering the poor piece of cafeteria furniture in a miserable display of falling fragments.
"Huh… It's pretty solid isn't it?" Ciel realized, brushing her fingers against the gleaming surface of the cafeteria's window.
I took that moment to reform the table in her offhand and lift my hat.
"I don't suppose either of you would be interested in leaving?" I muttered, my lime green eyes glancing out of the shadow of my hat toward the shoes of the girl by the window, "Or, are you two keen on bothering me…?"
"One of us is, the other is simply being pulled along for the ride," Leo commented, resting his cheek in the palm of his hand.
"Come on Leo, we can't let this guy just appear and show up big brother like it's nothing," Ciel said, whirling around with a fan of her skirt to face her brother, "Besides, someone like that is someone I want to meet."
Big brother… she says. Oh, don't you goddamn tell me…
I slowly sat up and placed my hat back on my head, finally caring enough to actually look at the two around me to see what they looked like.
You're kidding me… just what kind of hellhole was I dragged into?
The two looked biologically identical, if it weren't for one being male and the other female. Same age, same white hair color, same sky blue eyes, same pale skin, same black and white color theme to their attire…
Same thing as that asshole I ran into in the hallway, the very one who stopped my aura-less punch with his bare hand.
That punch could rip through bedrock.
The female twin, Ciel, had a similar stature and frame to Kitsuki in terms of a balance between a petite body and a forbidden beauty in her slender frame, teetering at the edge of being well-developed.
Kitsuki had tails and fox ears, so she was already cuter by default.
The girl wore a blouse of, oh look at that, the same color as her hair. White. A black dress vest with two knee-reaching tails fit her body snugly, leading down into a black pleated skirt. Unsurprisingly, as if to spite all other colors in existence, its trim and interior were white as well.
The piece of attire didn't even reach past her mid-thighs. Beneath all of that, though, she wore black knee high boots, white zippers, of course, which zipped up on the outer sides of her footwear.
Who was I to talk, though? I was wearing all black.
The kid behind me, after I turned to regard him as well, wore a long-sleeved dress shirt. It was rainbow colored, blindingly engulfing my eyes in its splendor and arbitrarily flooding rays of pure-
It was white. Goddamnit, it was white.
It was covered by a black, thin fabric jacket with white trim and an upturned collar. I only knew of few people who actually looked good in upturned collars, and this kid… was not one of them. He needed black hair, a long neck, finely trimmed facial hair, and a stupidly powerful attunement to magic, sigils, and levitation.
The rest was actually differently colored from the rest of his ensemble. He wore simple gray jeans and gray shoes.
"Well, it would seem as though we now have his attention. So, is it time to meet him?" Leo pointed out, glancing around me after I sat up to cast his glance to Ciel.
The girl quickly made her way back to her seat, which ordinarily would've been faster than the trained eye could track. Unfortunately, it wasn't anything more than a boring stroll in my eyes, considering I was one of the few that time neglected.
It could quicken, it could slow, it could stop for all I cared. I was the one blight it just flowed around, no matter what attempted to control it.
She even took a moment to put the table back where she found it.
"Hi," Ciel waved to me, swaying back and forth on the bench as she met my hard gaze with her own brightly smiling one, "My name's Ciel, this is Leo, and we're your new neighbors!"
Go crawl in the corner and re-contemplate your puny existence, shortstack.
I swear, if these two are anything like their brother… I'm going to singlehandedly eviscerate every single morsel of graham crackers in this entire world and all realities it's relevant to. From what Anoel mentioned, that was the asshole's apparent life essence.
Not like he drew any power or life from the crackers anyway, they're just the one thing he actually avidly eats.
"What can you possibly do to keep me here?" I asked, placing my arms on the table before me in some amount of bored offhandedness I could do without.
"Maybe a thing or two about us?" the girl offered.
"You think I actually have any questions remotely associated with either of you?" I asked in return, holding back the fact that they're annoyingly vague enough right now to actually have a few curiosities settled.
"Awe, come on grumpy butt, wouldn't you like to know more about who you're dealing with rather than rely on that personal info broker all the time?" she asked.
"She knows many things. But like all others, even she does not know everything," Leo added.
"Nobody needs to know everything. That's a pipe dream people usually have, but nobody ever reaches. And if you're referring to my partner," I turned my gaze to Ciel, narrowing it slightly beneath my hat, "Don't neglect the fact her very presence gathers information like a conduit of magnetic fields. Though, you probably couldn't sense that… given the fact you couldn't determine whose aura shield was up around the school right now."
I doubt she cared to recognize it, anyway.
"Couldn't? Or rather, not be concerned with who put it up?"
She was just happy enough to see it in place, then. It wasn't like it was important either way, considering its mere activation was so subtle it could've been mistaken for a masked field. That just came with the territory of larger structures.
Give it too much, and the whole exterior will compress and crumble. Give it too little, and it just fades away. Intricacy is key.
That's why I jammed it full of enough energy to excavate a mountain from its high perch on the world of humankind.
Not that anybody recognized the general term of humans anyway, considering how idiotic society tends to be with the faunus.
"Your brother seemed to sense it just fine. In fact, he knew exactly who put it in place," I said, turning my gaze to Leo at Ciel's side, "But whether or not either of you sensed it doesn't matter. You offer me information."
I paused, letting those words stall in the air as the ruckus of heavy combat stifled the air outside the windows behind me.
"Do you realize what you're offering?" I asked, lowering my voice's tone.
"Hey, we give you a little something something, you give us a little something something. It's only fair since you're not the kind of person who'd answer our questions freely or make small talk with anyone besides your team. Unless, there's something in it for you in some way."
"What you see is what you get," I replied evenly, "The fact you think I even hold any small talk with my team is admirable, but false in every way. If we were to trade any amount of information in any regard, the balance of their values will be weighed by the party offering it. With that being said, why am I of any interest to either of you?"
"Plenty of reasons! Of which I'll soon discover! Maybe!"
Revealing any information about myself has always been a mistake in the past. Never once has it ever been for the benefit of myself, not even with Anoel. The only benefit she used as an excuse for the matter was getting to know me.
I didn't see that as a benefit for myself. In the end, she told me her life's story.
I didn't care at the time.
Time's change.
"To see whether or not this transaction has any hope of gaining any ground, I'll start with a simple question. Whether or not you answer it is up to you, but it'll tell me everything I need to know of how little you care about actually getting to know the person in front of you."
My gaze hardened as I brushed my fingers across the front rim of my hat, pulling it down ever so slightly before I adjusted the tilt of my head.
"Bones are brittle, fragile enough to snap like twigs," I started, lowering my fingers to press one of them into the surface of the table my arms rested on. Its structure slowly began to crack as I applied a faint amount of pressure, pushing slightly further to shatter my half of its reaches moments before it all rebuilt itself, "Your older brother, and all that's left of his kin, don't follow those rules. Why?"
"Oho! Now we're asking some spicy questions! You got this, right Leo?"
"Are you asking me to explain because you don't remember, or-?"
"I remember. I just suck at explaining it compared to you or big brother."
"Very well then… To be truthful with you, the matter is simple, yet not so. Or rather, simple to explain what it is, but difficult to explain the 'How' behind it. Which I'm assuming is another matter you also wish to understand."
"I couldn't care less about your heritage, where you come from, or what you are. All of you are easily not what you appear to be. The only one who actually has any sense of their upbringing is the kitsune, but she's of no interest to me," I replied, resting my arms back on the table, "What I'm asking for is how unbreakable they are."
"All that either of us know at the moment is that our 'Black Bones' are entirely indestructible, and even incapable of being bent or warped. This includes the ligaments and cartilage that connect the joints together. On a rather… difficult request our brother made of Ms. Kitsukami, she attempted to superheat his bones to degrees hotter than the heat the sun is able to produce. This, like all other experiments and attempts, failed."
"Using the sun as a comparison for heat is hardly worth any words, considering the heat it actually exudes isn't noteworthy at all," I returned, "Exertion is different than the condensed heat of the core of a star, which alone rivals the very heat it releases over time."
Indestructible… Everything about that word is a lie. Nothing is ever truly indestructible. If something were, by definition, upon death, not even the slow decay of time would erase the object from existence. It becomes a part of creation, and even long after the universe's end, it'll remain.
It won't erode or break down, it remains in a world without substance, which breaks every law it can possibly hold as a reality with any relativity.
All indestructible objects are either constrained by the stalling of time within its structure, denying it the ability to physically change in any way, or stopped from changing through magic.
But if that was the case, then it isn't truly indestructible. All magic dissipates over time, none can ever exist in the perpetual expansion of time's vastly reaching trails.
There was only really one way to explain this. And that explanation, in and of itself, has always been the biggest cheat there was in a system so constrained it constantly tears itself apart beneath its own rules and laws.
"Immortals," I continued, leaving my last statement behind as I leveled my gaze back to their eyes, "Every last one of you, save for the kitsune."
They seemed as though they hesitated for a moment or two to confirm my statement.
"Yes… But, our bones are not a part of our immortality. That is another matter altogether."
"We've read into virtually anything and everything we could find. We almost gave up on finding an explanation. That was until we came across a legend we found in a book once."
"The best way to explain it is that our 'Black Bones' is a phenomenon that is a very rare occurrence between certain… beings. 'Black Bones' on their own are extremely durable, but what we have… It's an occurrence that only took place twice far beyond our time ages upon ages ago."
"Like Leo vaguely mentioned, 'Black Bones' is already an occurrence that is rare, but not ultra rare. What we have are definitely 'Black Bones', only ours are more souped up than the original version."
Or, so she says…
"An age feels a lot longer than a mere expanse of numbers and years. Ages should never be used lightly, and neither should a millennium," I replied, doubting their explanation considering their immortality didn't forsake the corrosion of time. They were born, they weren't created at the start of time and came into existence for all the ages to pass them by.
True immortality is unforgiving like that, considering it's a gift from a superior being that curses the recipient to the ends of time itself.
Something that has no true end.
"Belief is different from hard fact, in the end. Even you don't truly believe every word you spoke, neither of you does," I continued, turning my attention ever so slightly to the window as the sound of battle continued to muffle its way through the glass, "I only asked how unbreakable your older brother's bones were, not the history of all your bones or the story behind them. However…"
I respected honor as much as the next person, but only when honor was fair. Honor is interpretable, which makes it delicate. It runs parallel, or it runs itself askew, all in the eye of the beholder who offers it.
In this case, there was honor in fairness, for the most part.
"In exchange for your spiel, what do you want to know?" I asked, seeing this exchange through.
"What's a tough critter like you doin' in a place like this?" Ciel leaned in closer to me, her voice donning a horrendous attempt of an accent from a Kingdom across the sea.
"Forgive her. What she meant to ask, is that for someone as capable and competent as you are, why is it that you are attending Beacon Academy? Surely a man of your talents… and… well… personality, would see attending this academy as a waste of time. What draws you here?"
I gave them a condescending smirk. Why? Because I could.
"Information," I stated simply, turning my full attention back to them, "Nothing more."
"Nu-uh tough guy. You're not getting away that easily. You've got your fine, feathery friend for that sort of thing. If I didn't know any better… I'd say it's personal… You looking for someone?"
Her senses were attuned enough to at least sense the feathers beneath Anoel's coat. I could give her that.
"More or less," I returned, regarding this conversation as far beyond necessary. But all of it, despite being part of my past and why I'm even here, is far from actually being information I have any intent to hide.
Somehow, though, Ciel knew what questions to ask.
"I'm looking for information to find someone from my past, someone who knew my father. Their identity was only ever known to him and no one else, which is why I'm here to find answers. This is the first lead Anoel's had in a long time."
If they had any sense to them, they could discern my methods and why I've been so careful here, despite my recklessness and ill-tempered personality. It was the fastest and most efficient way to catch the Headmaster's attention.
Not just that, but I drew in the ire of Beacon's students, which makes my job all the easier to stand out. The only issue is…
How to get the information, considering Ozpin would be reluctant to supply it to someone he knows would immediately hunt that person down and leave his school on the spot.
Ozpin knew my father, after all.
Ciel chuckled slightly and slapped a hand on the table.
"That's why you've been acting like a silent musclehead? Trying to get Ozpin's attention? Dude, he's already got part of his focus on you already. You don't need to waste as much energy as you have been."
I pulled the rim of my hat down slightly as I stood up, turning to regard them at my side as I turned my attention to the speaker systems of the cafeteria. They were still muted by my aura, but I made sure to enforce the blockade further before responding.
Ozpin had the annoying tendency to listen in on his students. It was my countermeasure to that.
"I have no intention of staying here longer than necessary. After all, nobody would willingly remain in the one place they despise most in the world."
That was putting it lightly, since this was only one of several schools across the kingdoms of the world. This just so happened to be the one with the man who knew my father. Anything past that was irrelevant.
"Come on dude, Beacon isn't as bad as you're making it out to be," Ciel defended.
"Besides that point, you may very well be only encouraging Ozpin to withhold the information for an even longer period of time, whether it would be to somehow fit you into his schemes… or for his own entertainment," Leo commented as well, "Though personally, we're inclined to believe the first option."
I hummed in mild amusement, "If you paid attention to what I mentioned of my partner earlier, you'd realize just how meaningless your response really was."
All it'd take is for Ozpin to merely place the answer I needed anywhere close to his subconscious thoughts, and that's all it'd take to hunt whoever it was that killed my father down.
Anoel is an info-broker. I never once explained how she gathered her information. None of which, in any regard, is the reading of thoughts. That assumption alone proves how ignorant someone can be when basing their guesses around purposefully vague insinuation.
No… she's far more precise than that.
"Hmmmm… How peculiar…" Leo replied, raising a hand to his chin, "It doesn't seem she's able to read minds. That would be far too simple. I must admit, I am more curious now as to how she acquires information than I was previously. Otherwise, you would have had your answer long ago simply by meeting with Ozpin. Then again, he himself is a rather strange man. Vexingly so."
So is Anoel.
I doubt he was ever curious to begin with, but he wasn't intellectually challenged enough to realize the reading of thoughts is something far too exaggerated to really work.
Imagine peering into the mind of another being, replacing your thoughts with theirs, for merely a moment, because that's the only way to truly recognize whatever it is you'll be seeing. Now, take several hours to discern the subconscious from the conscious, the inner voice from the reiteration of past events, past sounds, past images, and decipher everything you see in those few seconds you have…
Before you go clinically mad and forget everything you once knew about yourself, then come back with nothing else but assured self-destruction.
Anoel's abilities are far more complex than that.
"Ask her yourself, if you're actually curious. Be advised," I began, turning my gaze down to Leo in a moment of warning, "She'll know more and more about you the more you do, so be prepared for that. On a separate note, however…"
I turned my gaze back to the window, where I felt a sudden surge of heated energy from the battlegrounds of the Hydra outside. It's been a fairly long time, and considering Anoel injured it so heavily before she left, it was only evident how useless most of the student body is with how slowly they finished it off.
A blinding white light suddenly engulfed the entire cafeteria through the windows before us, shining in for several brief seconds as I felt scorching heat radiate off the shield of my aura placed inside the masonry of the school.
A distant crystalline hum was all that remained as the light began to fade, and moments later, I felt the presence of the Hydra begin to fade away.
Someone must have killed it.
It was about damn time.
"Looks like someone finally got around to finishing the lizard off," I finished.
"Haha! Told ya big brother and Foxy would roast and filet its ass!" Ciel exclaimed behind me as she smacked Leo on the shoulder.
"Congratulations," I returned lowly, "The rest of your team finished off something that was 87% dead."
"Trust me, even at full health those two would've smoked him just like that!" she retaliated, snapping her fingers.
"They better," I replied, turning further away before I headed for the door, my aura shield slowly deteriorating from the bricks and windows of the school as I left, "I flicked a stone at it earlier to piss it off. Nearly killed it."
Ciel simply laughed.
"That's totally something big brother would have done when he was younger! Ugh… It just reminds me how much more serious and responsible he is now… Well, just a bit more. He still has… ideas like that time to time. Remember that one time with the paperclip?"
"I most certainly do," replied Leo.
"You don't even want to know what I can do with a paperclip, something several times more durable than a mere stone," I returned, taking my leave from the room, "Let alone what I did when I was younger."
"Whoa," the girl whispered, before raising her voice, "You gotta show us that sometime!"
I ignored her request, considering it wasn't anything more than a party trick at this point.
Nobody wants to see party tricks that's been done before.
"If you're thinking that it's just a stupid party trick, I will kick your butt until you show it to me! Maybe! Or you know… ask nicely enough times!"
"You can try," I muttered, leaving her mind games and voice behind as I made my way down the hallway.
There was nothing she could do to change the infestation of aggravation and irritation that manifests every time her older brother so much as gets mentioned, let alone appears physically in any small proximity around myself or my teammates.
Asking nicely, so much as he's even remotely involved, is as far fetched as an ocean of water pouring itself into the pinpoint tip of an immutable needle, which, by definition, has no possible way of changing its physical composition in any minuscule way.
She'd have to bend every rule already in place for that small token of inquiry to have a glimpse of hope to actually work.
In the end, the twins were several times more tolerable than their older counterpart. In every goddamn way.
For now… there was somewhere else I needed to be. Somebody was waking up soon.
Heh… uh… more RH? Yay? I know, I know, I need to work on Flame. But I've been unmotivated and on Winter Break as of late, so my drive to write for anything has been pretty low. RH has just been something that's always been easy to write for me.
And so, here's another chapter. I'll be working on Flame soon after this, considering its most recent update is nearly done anyway.
I just need to add 2-4k more to it. Which, in hindsight, sounds easy enough.
Thoughts? More particularly, which is the obvious one, the resolution to the Hydra fight? Which none of my characters witnessed, so it won't exactly be detailed.
Ciel and Leo are more characters owned by 'andy2396', who also helped make sure all of their responses in this chapter were in character. So, a strong thanks to him for helping write this one.
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I look forward to seeing REVIEWS for this. You'll be introduced to a LOT of concepts of mine. Feel free to give me your thoughts.
Cya XP