c’mon, let’s walk . we shouldn’t stay in one place for too long .
( she turns around and starts off as she says this, refusing to show any vulnerability . )
( the time it takes waiting for ramattra to arrive is spent leaned against the entrance to an alleyway, staring into nothing as hana forces her thoughts in any direction but today’s attack, to little avail .
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maybe it’s the way he watches her so curiously, or maybe that his words to her lack any of the bite she was expecting, and instead were almost… hesitant . )
( careful . )
( /pitying/. )
( she would prefer if he /was/ here to kill her . )
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( she can’t tell which one is worse either . )
( after awhile of walking, when she thinks she’s far enough from any of the busier streets of busan, she pulls out her phone from her pocket, pulling up ramattra’s contact . )
“im out. location sending now”
@NEMES1SM0DE
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( it’s a crisp, cold night outside the meka base when hana finally gets to sneak away . she almost wishes she dressed warmer than just slipping on a jacket, but the air biting at her skin is at least somewhat of a relief compared to how numb she feels . )
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she doesn’t want to go back . she doesn’t even stop walking, just keeps trudging on, one foot in front of the other down the darker streets n alleys she had branched off to . she can’t tell if it’s just some death wish, or an actual beginning of trust in ramattra . )
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