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Braided Bee
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As the wolves scrabble to their feet, as if to surround them again, Eiko sees and feels it. She looks back at Vex. Vex had followed her gaze, pupils hopping from person to person.
Their eyes, at rest, are an unnaturally bright crimson. Like heart-shaped lollipops. Vividly, she can imagine holding one up to her face and seeing the distortion of everything passed its awful cherrybound taste. There, now, in the reds, she sees the glint of something she caught only once before.
On their first encounter, their first level of eye-contact, a sick feeling had creeped in her stomach. She mistook it as distate at first. Pity. Even now, looking at Vex feels like looking at a grimy and greying corpse. A chuuni cosplayer with acrid menthol breath. Could someone like this actually be dangerous?
It's all in the body language. The straightening of their back. The shift of their feet into a bladed stance. The tension and slight rise of their arms. The way their eyes lazily flit, then fix, slightly widening, dilating, the intake of breath, as if they're... They're excited. Expectant. Finally. They must be thinking. I can clean up the rest of this.
All of this comes in fast, fast, waves. How would Vex have known about the past hour? She can almost hear it happen. The bang, bang, bang of their gun going off in quick succession, before anyone can blink, or the first body can fall. Vex would run out of ammo, but that wouldn't matter. The few standing would run away. Make it a few steps.
Bang, bang, bang.
Vex's duster pocket distends with something underneath.
"Don't--" Eiko says quickly, authoritatively, as she imagines the click of the safety. "They'--withme--now."
When Vex looks back at her, the hairs on her body stand stiff. There's a voiding, careful, almost brutal calculation behind their eyes. A vortex that sucks Eiko in. Chews. Consumes.
Then it all dissipates.
"Huh.. Yeah, alright." Vex carelessly tosses it all aside. The glint goes away. As if it never happened at all.
"Uhh." Eiko scrambles for the words.
"Let's talk more later." Vex cuts cheerfully.
They turn and walk away to pick at the debris on the ground.
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