@stringsimulacrm Yeah .ᐣ what are
You supposed to be,
The next Nutcracker
For the upcoming
Christmas festival .ᐣ
Wonder what you'll
Be once you lose the
Rest of your fingers .
@AXUREFLAME ( Standing there
Quietly. Side-eye.
Is Flins losing his mind
In real time, or is he
Being an insufferable
Piece of ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯
IS HE TALKING ABOUT ーー )
Is it not enough for you
That you stole and
Crushed my heart .ᐣ.ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ
( Well, a piece of. )
You're 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆 for .
@AXUREFLAME ( Good morning .ᐣ
He's so sure they were
Talking about something
Related to the nighーー )
I don't have a crush
On you . I want to
𝑪 𝑹 𝑼 𝑺 𝑯 you .
Has your mind lost
All reason along
The years .ᐣ
( He's so one to talk. )
@AXUREFLAME ( And he's distracted
For a split second,
Wanting to grab at
The spear and snap
It in half, except the
AnnOYING sound of
` psspsing ` already
Got him groaning. )
𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻 .
( Breathing loud
And all. )
@AXUREFLAME ( It's like he's suddenly
Lost his reasoning abilities,
Hyperfocused on the word
` moon ` and having to
Seize it somehow. )
I 𝑨𝑴 CALM .
Where is iー
( cue an attempt
At ` biting ` except
He's almost tearing
His own bandages. )
WHAT MOON .
@AXUREFLAME Why should I tell
You about my plans
Anyhow .ᐣ
( Scoffing, crossing
His arms. If he can
Reconstruct his own
Body from scratch, he
Can turn flames solid.
Right .ᐣ like . . magma. )
Is it somethー
( squint. WIDE EYES. )
WHAT MOON .ᐣ.ᐟ
WHERE .