ᅠ‍ᅠ✧. 【 🜲 | 𝕬𝐔𝐑𝐔𝐌 𝕽𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐌 . 】

 I'm not here to hurt you. ✧【 His own ragged breaths come forth, an exhaustion visible at the suppression of his curse. A streak of lightning dances upon his gold - stained skin, a simple jolt that brings him back — if for a moment. Eyes shut themselves,  

 Drift — ✧【 Gold - tinted arms spark to life the second the name is uttered ; electricity dances amongst them, a quiet hiss of pain as he called out to the other. How rare was it to call him by it — when was the last time ? 】 ✧【 After all, it was always Dear Fox. 】 

  . . . So you know of him as well. ✧【 A sigh come forth, eyes shutting, brows furrowing closer ; oh God, how much had gone by ? Gold stops creeping for a moment, his back turning, 】 Shall we have a chat, then ? As for your friend . . .  

  What are you . . . — ִ𖤠 . . . Ah, so that's what you mean. I'll tell you this though : I don't harm without warning. Hell, even down to that grunt I shot : I wanred him it was a suıcide mission. People never listen, though. I try to be polite, as cursing