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โ @Valeryzer ๏ผ The outstretched hand meets only silence as frost-tinted eyes register the offer, refusing the comfort behind the gesture. His towering frame stands immovably erect, a monolith against the dark trails staining his knuckles. Behind clenched jaw, a quiet huff ..
remarked, though he didn't push the kit away this time. The throbbing in his forearm was growing dull, replaced by the raw, stingy cold of the hallway air against open flesh. He adjusted his stance, leaning back slightly against the wall to give the man space to work without ..
coming entirely into his personal bubble. "Do what you need to do," he added, while his frost-colored optics held your gaze. "Just keep it quick." .. @Valeryzer
โ @cIovette ๏ผ Mata kusamnya berkedip lambat di antara keheningan lorong basah, mengamati figur yang berjalan mendekat. Meskipun napasnya berat dan luka segar terus menetes ke lantai semen, ketenangan yang bertengger di wajahnya tetap terasa mencekam. Satu sudut bibirnya ..
lolos dari celah bibirnya yang pecah sewaktu pria di hadapannya mengubah raut muka dan nada bicaranya. "Lelucon yang bagus," sahutnya datar, nadanya dingin tanpa sedikit pun niat melayani keusilan lawan bicaranya. Ia memindahkan tumpuan berat badannya, mengabaikan denyut nyeri ..
yang menjalar saat ia memperbaiki posisi jubah. Pria asing ini jelas tak berniat membantu, dan ia tak punya cukup energi untuk terus meladeni obrolan kosong yang membuang waktu. "Simpan doa itu untuk dirimu sendiri. Saya sudah cukup sering berurusan dengan maut." .. @cIovette
โ @tirredoflife ๏ผ The crimson slick along his split knuckle went entirely ignored as he leveled a flat, heavy stare at your thing. He leaned back against the damp brick, his chest rising and falling in a silent, controlled rhythm despite the bone-deep ache settling under ..
his forearm, letting the cool stream spill across the jagged tear in his sleeve to wash away the crusted crimson and grit clinging to his skin. A subtle twitch in his jaw was the only betrayal of the sting slicing through his nerves. When the question of victory finally cut ..
through the splash of water, his hand stilled, the remaining liquid pooling on the floor beneath his boots. His gaze remained fixed on the wet stain, heavy and unreadable. "They aren't coming back tonight. That has to be enough." .. @tirredoflife
โ @philoscalist ๏ผ Cold air rolls out through the open entrance, chilling the blood drying along his neck, yet his posture remains as rigid as iron. Optics sweep the vacant ice rink with practiced caution, evaluating every exit before acknowledging the unexpected gesture of ..
step farther into the building; invading an unfamiliar sanctuary felt like a quick way to turn a tentative offer of help into a trap. He remained anchored to his spot, resting his forearms against his knees while listening intently to the faint rustle of supplies echoing from ..
the locker room. Muscles coiled in habitual readiness despite the exhaustion weighing down his limbs, he waited in the shadows, keeping his eyes fixed on the empty corridor until the figure would finally re-emerge. .. @philoscalist
โ @alwaysyuors ๏ผ โPertanyaan konyol itu menghantam keheningan, membuat sepasang iris miliknya bergemuruh pelan. Tidak ada nada ejekan dari lidahmu, hanya sebuah kata polos yang terasa begitu asing di tengah luka dan pekatnya bau darah yang membalut tubuhnya. ..
Bukannya menjawab, ia justru terkekeh pelanโsebuah tawa getir tanpa rasa humor yang menyapu bibirnya yang pucat. "Jika yang kamu sebut 'menang' adalah bertahan bernapas saat yang lain membusuk di tanah... maka ya, anggap saja saya menang." .. @alwaysyuors
โ @dovesaphodite ๏ผ โThe subtle arch of his brow flattening into guarded mask. "You're staring." Tone dropping into a sharp, quiet warning. He didn't know what ghost she was searching for in his face, nor did he care to ask. Taking a half-step back to widen the ..
space between them, he held her look with unreadable distance. โ"If my face troubles you that much, stop looking at it." .. @dovesaphodite
โ @pulleiaceuss ๏ผ He shifted his weight, the silence in the damp air pressing in a little too heavily for comfort. The stranger's awkward blunder hung between them, raw and unpolished, yet he didn't bristle. Instead, a faint, razor-thin arch of his brow was the only ..
immediate sign he had heard the less-than-flattering assessment. โ"A glowing endorsement," he joked. Observing the way you frantically scanned their empty surroundings as if a third party might magically appear to assume responsibility. "You can stop looking." .. @pulleiaceuss
โ @VANGELIESE ๏ผ Unflinching optics follow every calculated inch of the intruder's movement, measuring the precise distance between them with distant, methodical poise. He remains rooted to the spot, shoulders squared against the encroaching weakness, rejecting the ..
invitation to sit with an aura of untouchable arrogance. A faint, bitter scoff parts his blood-stained lips. "Collapsing isn't on tonight's schedule." He replied shortly. "Keep your distance and hand me whatever medical supplies you have." .. @VANGELIESE