/ sorry for the late replies. ivr either been busy, working or lowkey sick 😭😭😭😭😭😭

i need you to do is pass this onto him.” a piece of paper is slipped into his pocket, the other hand keeping that metal pressed even harder against his head.

her chest tightened, that familiar air of madness radiated in this small space, so much you could choke on it. the source being, 𝒉𝒆𝒓. she tried to push it down. “i’m no damn newbie, and your dear old dad would know that… so, all →

“yeah, i will…” in a minute—right now, she plopped down onto the couch, dropping her head against the arm of it. just a few minutes. “no… i found a cat. she let me pet her, but i think i pushed it too much when i picked her up.”

she’s wide-eyed for a short second, then she blinked and gave the scarred woman a sheepish smile. “ah… i still get medical treatment, even though i’m not a student?”

😰?

…do you know that for sure? from my experience, none of them ever have noble intentions. or… they drive themselves too mad eventually. it never goes well.

just see some friendly faces, i appreciate your guys offer for help. ( she gave a closed-eyed smile. not going to ask what ‘beta male’ meant. but, she’s following along! ) i’m vyn, by the way. ( …probably should introduce herself, huh? )

ah. i… see. that’s interesting. ( gaze shifting between the two. quite the difference, and her mind buzzed with questions. this city is so strange. but, she gave a nod and turned on her heel to follow. ) that’s alright. it’s nice to →

ah—damnit. my lighter went out.

that’s what they all say. you shouldn’t trust anyone who is trying to conduct experiments. all of them are cruel, and you’ll just be a lab rat to them.

walking rather fast while frantically scribbling something down in a notepad, too focused on it to realize she’s about to bump into @ALBARNREAPER! oops—!

huh, i’m just a little surprised. does he put you up to this…? ( her mouth briefly opened, then closed—seemingly rethinking her answer. she gave a nod. ) i’m… not a student, not exactly! but i’d still appreciate a tour, yeah!

…scribbling something down! then her gaze picked back up to him, head tilting. not seeming to realize yet that maybe she should slow down. or… go easy. “…do you care to elaborate more on that?”

“………oh.” hey, she cooks—𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴. just not as good as he does. “i was exploring the city, asking around. i found out a few things, and… some that weren’t… so friendly. i might’ve pushed it a little.”

…ah, good thing he listened. he doesn’t even appear to have his weapons with him, from what she can tell. her head tipped, an awfully soft voice answering for someone who has a gun to his head. “you’re shinigami’s boy, huh?”