⠀⠀⟡ mmmh.
⠀⠀⟡ makes sense. been out here for a bit now.
This Killer had his own Color... For a moment he was worried something happened , but it was obvious they were friends.
That definitely put him to ease.
⠀⠀⟡ you aren't wearin' the scarf.
⠀⠀⟡ maybe there's no difference on the outside. everyone's got a slightly different story.
He was used to Killer getting close without warning. He just hopes HIS Killer doesn't... get jealous.
Oops.
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i don’t recall that, and a big slice of strawberry cake please. to go.
( a cat jumped in his lap, it nuzzled against him and he gently rubbed it’s back.)
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⠀⠀⠀ “ .. Maybe. At least you didn't bring a knife at my face this time ”
Ccino took a quick glance on those hands that were wrapped. What has become of his hands .ᐣ —— He's curious.
“ Golden tea and chocolate chip muffins .. mhm — hm ﹑anything else .ᐣ ”
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He tilted his head. Color tapped an index digit to his chin , humming softly.
⠀⠀⟡ well , i'm different because...
A long pause............
And then he shrugged.
⠀⠀⟡ i'unno. you tell me.
⠀⠀⟡ yours...?
Damnit , how could he mix them up? So embarrassing... He scratched the back of his neck.
⠀⠀⟡ i guess i did get mixed up. sorry 'bout that.
⠀⠀⟡ i can get outta your way.
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The movement made the baby open their eyes. He let out a big yawn, stretching their little arms, before moving their gaze to Killer.
* Waah...
They hid their face on Dolley's shoulder. She gave them a gentle headpat on the back.
—It's okay, it's okay.
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( he approached quietly, actually, his footsteps never make a sound. killer stares at the baby before rubbing the scar upon their head. )
i’m sorry.
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—... I suppose you can.
Dolley got up from the bed, approaching the crib. She carefully picked up Velvet, holding them close.
They were still heavily asleep.
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( he stared. his grip on his knife loosened ss his vision became less blurry. he croaked out as the knife disappeared. )
i’m.. i’m not your killer.
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Killer could never be scary to Color... Not when he knows what the other has been through.
Potentially.
Color stared at him for a moment , before sitting back down.
⠀⠀⟡ were you watching me knit?
⠀⠀⟡ i'd keep knitting but uh... energy's runnin' a lil low.
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( his chest heaves aa he guards himself with the knife. he was shaking as he stares at color. he looks… better than he did before. but still… scary? )
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⠀⠀⟡ ki- ‼️
Color teleports back , eye sockets wide. When did Killer-? He just saw him a few hours ago.
Why did he look... different? Was this HIS Killer?
⠀⠀⟡ killer what- are you okay?? did somethin' happen!?
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( killer had his hand on his soul, which was jumping and buzzing loudly. he seems to be in a state of mind of spiraling. his eyes shook as he looks up at color. but all he say were crescent eyes. à knife spawned in his hand, he slashed at the figure before jumping back.)
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Color stood , placing the knitting needles in his inventory and stretching. His flames had abruptly shifted back to it's rotation of colors.
⠀⠀⟡ so much for a... break...
Color turned to see.... Killer?
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( killers wonders why he was in his au. was he looking for him? what happened to his killer? he began to sweat, looking back at the flames of the voice. was that color? was.. nightmare. they wouldn’t. he let out a deep shakey exhale )
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— Fair enough.
Well, now she'll sit down on the edge of her bed, still keeping an eye on Velvet. They were still asleep.
—It's not because we want. It's because of the "creators". I'm not the kind of woman to sleep around recklessly... I'm sure Dust isn't either.
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