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#// ooc. LANNA I AM JUST. SCREAMIN'.
crystalmarred · 1 year
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CONTINUED ⇢ @vierandancer
His breath comes out shaky, his body quivering from the midnight chill against his wet clothes—it's not water—and he barely notices Meiko until she is upon him. Her hands are on his shoulders, pressing the still lukewarm liquid—it's not water—against his skin as much as hers.
"I— It's— It's not—"
Nok'to has never killed anyone. At least not so directly, not so violently, not so bloody. He'd never been attacked late at night, never slashed someone's throat without meaning to, never had someone much larger than him fall into him afterwards and soak him in blood.
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Finally, he manages to get the words out, if only to ease the worst of Meiko's fears: "It's not mine—"
The Lyzej family were fishmongers. He was a fishmonger. He grew up learning to wield a fishing rod.
"I— I used to use an axe and I didn't— I didn't account for how much faster— I just reacted and—"
Nok'to pauses, taking one shaky breath, then another before leaning in, pressing his face into Meiko's shoulder. He shouldn't do that; they weren't that close, not yet.
Yet he couldn't stop the way his hands shake, he couldn't steady the breaths starting to come too short, too fast. He couldn't— He couldn't—
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