@bloodcrushersofficial

[ ...
There's a girl sat out at the lake, chin rested on her arms, which are themselves rested on her legs, pulled up to her chest.
Seems like they've been here a while. ]

[ holly. ]

sorry if i'm like.. quiet or brief today, by the way. not sure why but it's just been a miserable morning and it's kind of a slog to do.. basically anything, right now. i still *want* to, but. yeah

" ..y'might as well be asking me if I wanna *breathe*, dumbass. "
[ A scoot slightly closer, and a gentle shove of the shoulder. ]
" *'Course* I do. "

[ holly. ]

staring at the pinned post and just going "yeah. yeah i'm so excited for her to crash the fuck out someday"

" ..Oh, shit, s'morning already?
My b. "

[ ..The melody almost sounds familiar.
Won't you hum along? ]

[ 💿 - findher.ogg ]

[ ... ]

[ There's the faint, muffled sound of someone playing guitar from the comfort of their bedroom. ]

- It is fully expected and encouraged for her presence to freak people the fuck out. She is an *exception*, not the rule. A freak accident of a timeline that *should not have happened*. So yeah, if your muse knows a missing Dess, feel free to have feelings about this one.

" (Oh, hush *up*, mutt!) "

[ She hisses through her teeth, crossing her arms to glare over. ]

" (I got half a mind to dump you out at her feet, Krismas!) "

" (..Oh, you're fucken' kiddin' me.) "

[ . . . ]

[ ! ]

[ They immediately perk up further, darting off to follow. ]
" Ohhh, shit! *Hey!*
What'cha runnin' from, Krismas??? "
[ She calls out, grinning. ]

[ ...
Her head perks up.
There's something to be done.
There's a ball. And by the Angel almighty, do they have a fucking bat. ]

[ ..You ever get the feeling you're gonna have to whack someone? ]

[ holly. ]

i see what i'm pretty sure is a nod to dess and i HAVE to jumpscare with the like out of nowhere . it's in my blood

" ..feheheh.. Seriously, you're fine! "

[ A light shove of the shoulder. ]

" And hey, I think you probably got it. I mean.. Gotta have confidence with that shit, right? "

" Ohhh.. Angel almighty, okay.. You're *that* kind of skittish, okay. Duly fucken' noted, jeez.. "
[ A few more quiet snickers, and they sigh. ]

" Arright, arright, you can relax. I'm not pushin'.
Just think it's funny. "

[ ..sn. Snnrk. ]

[ They slow to a stop, before breaking out into a barking laugh, one hand over their eyes and the other over their stomach.
That laugh carries on for a long moment, before she pulls back to wipe at her eye. ]
-

" Nothin', nothin'. Just sayin', you kinda said it funny.
Andddd.. well..
I dunno. Don't *think* folks like you overheat *this* easy? "

[ Circling again, little glances up and down. ]

" Just seems a lil' suspicious, lambchop. "

It is the natural instinct of all big sisters to make fun of anything they can sink their teeth into. ]

" ..Issat right? "

[ A cock of the head. ]

" Yeaaaah!! "
[ A bright, beaming smile. ]

" Angel, that lady's fucken' awesome. "

[ . . .
Blink. ]

" ..heeeey. Wait'a'minute.
..Ffffriend, huh..? "
[ Their arms slowly come to cross.
That smug little grin comes off like a shark smelling blood in the water.
-

" Milkcaaaa.. "

[ ..A finger snap. ]

" Oh! Shit, yeah, that sounds familiar!
'KEEP YOUR HEAD UP!!!', right?
Damn jealous of that one, honestly. "

[ An enthusiastic little shake, before she shoves her hands into her pockets. ]

" Hmm.. "

[ They pace a small, slow circle around Lammy, before nodding. ]

" ..Yeah, that clicks.
So..
You play too, huh? "

[ ..A small snort, and a roll of the eyes.
They trot up closer, casually sticking out a hand. ]

" ..*well*. Don't think I've seen you around before?
Dess. Or whatever else works, I'm not really picky. "

[ ..Blink. Blink.
They turn their head over, with a wave. ]

" Oh- Yo! Yeah, sup? "

..I'd rather it be you than anyone else. "

[ And a shrug, eyes turning away. That smile of hers wavers slightly, softening down, and there's a huff. ]

" ..Atleast I know what I'm in for with you. Dork. "

" . . . "

[ ..snnrk. Her hands come back down, just enough to shove her friend's shoulder. ]

" You wanna sound any more desperate there, Ash? "
[ A sharp, snarking smile, and yet one would think they look the faintest dust of pink. ]

" ..but.. fiiine, fine, yeah, *maybe*.
-

" I mean..
I got that shit on lock.
Whole plan, 'member? Blood Crushers?
It's. Just gotta get goin' good. And it's gonna do that any second. And once it does?

I'm outta here.
Won't have to deal with the fucken' Wicked Witch of the North Pole anymore. "

[ ..A quieter chuckle. Slightly forced. ]

" ... "

[ Another pause, this one more focused on the rest, focused on her. ]
" ..Yeah. "

[ "Can". It's a word that their brain hooks on for a moment.
Feels.. familiar. Always potential, never using it.
...
There's the faintest moment of her gripping onto her hair, before she sighs. ]
-

[ ...
There's a stutter in her step. Her hands pull down slightly, and there's another glance back, one that lingers for a moment, just..
Drawing over.
. . .
..Eventually, they look back ahead. ]

" ..Noted. But uh.. "
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yeah i know exactly what bp didn't do. get bitches