tinylittlebox | day 235 ● an empathy test

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day 235 ● an empathy test

Wednesday:
☑ Blade: restraint; blindfold; food (9 pt)
☑ Cobalt: food; movie; hug; pampering; teaching (8 pt)
☑ Hiryuu: worries (3 pt)
☑ Hurricane: never have i ever (3 pt)
☑ Levi: hug; hair washing (4 pt)
☑ Moxie: hug; worries; activity (7 pt)
☑ Sabre: hold hands; confession (6 pt)
☑ Shrike: hold hands (1 pt)
☑ Thorn: piercing; hug (6 pt)
☑ Yugi: hold hands; learning (2 pt)

K:
☑ A: worries (3 pt)
☑ D.Va: confession; hold hands; fast car; activity (12 pt)
☑ Hiryuu: stab (5 pt)
☑ Hurricane: confession (5 pt)
☑ Skylark: fight; broken rib (10 pt)

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[it spikes but otherwise keeps at a steady level. he's just irritated as a default really]

Unless you're playing the game, I'm not talking to you.

No, I'm here for the sheer fucking pleasure of it of course I'm playing the goddamn game.

So then pick a task.

Well I'm not about to do a fuckin' trust fall. Or play truth or dare.

[how do you ask someone to let you punch them in the face like

[even if they're this annoying, it's kinda a thing to work round to maybe.]

You're very fixated on me for some reason.

[he's raising an eyebrow, his emotional feedback flickering between annoyance and disinterested amusement]

Oh what the fuck I've spoken to you like maybe five times since you got here?

[Doesn't overrate himself much, does he?]

Don't do people much, do you?

And yet you're very irritated at me.

I don't care about herbivores, if that's what you mean.

About what? That's a stupid fucking insult, if it is one.

[And yet to seem to be insulted anyway, K, maybe it's because literally everything about this guy annoys you for some reason.]

Christ. How does Kaguya put up with you?

You're assuming much.

Are you going to pick a task or keep talking about inane things?

Yeah, sure, why not--

[yeah

[this seems like enough of a work-round to K so he absolutely is going to try and punch you in the face, Skylark.

[Can you really think of a better activity?]

[he can feel the intent, so he ducks, though the punch graces his cheek, and he just. smiles. okay then]

So you want a fight?

[That's good.

[Wouldn't want this to be too easy, would we? The last thing he wants this guy to be is a disappointment.

[Doesn't speak, though: no time for that. K simply nods and comes for him again, surging forward to aim another blow at his jaw.

[It's mechanical. He's missed this.]

[the blow is blocked by a tonfa, and he aims his other arm to swing at K in return]

[Well of course he's fucking armed--

[Duck back. Dodge that. K's not very big, but he's fast. The blow justabout goes wide and he goes in under, jabbing an elbow center mass.]

[armed and really effin' fast.

the elbow catches, though he takes the blow and cushions it by stepping back along with it, wasting no time swinging at K's head from below instead, aiming for his jaw]

[he's not

[quite

[fast enough

[gets his arm up to block so the blow hits his wrist instead and there's enough there to jar him, enough there to jangle his nerves and really piss him the fuck off so he's ducking back and then forward again and raking a foot down Sky's leg aiming for instep but if not just to unsettle, to hurt

[and he's angry but there's something pure about it. It feels right.]

[if he's in pain, he doesn't show it, just narrowing his eyes as he steps out of that after K's done, irritation spiking as he twists to the side and moves to ram the handle of his tonfa into his midsection]

[well of course he fucking doesn't--

[and that's the problem with center mas it's pretty hard to miss. It knocks K back, knocks the breath from him; he feels something inside him yield in a way it shouldn't and the breath that's torn out of him as he hits the deck hurts.

[He sets his teeth against it, cradling an arm against his ribs as he scrambles back to his feet, say do we have a 'B' Plan?

[The 'B' plan is to try and kick him in the fork.]

[fucking ow. he doesn't manage to avoid it, but he stumbles back just a second before he dives in to kick at him]

fuck--

[shit

[K balance is off; the kick lands - of course - right where it shouldn't and the pain redoubles, budding and blooming as he lands heavily on his back. Must have bust a rib, hurts too much for anything else--

[(Got a knife in your coat.) No.

[Space. He rolls out the way in time to avoid any further attempts to kick him while he's down, pushing himself up again one-handed and backing up, aiming a kick at one arm. Can he at least get him to drop the bloody tonfa?]

[he can, but he's got two, letting one clatter to the ground and instantly just diving in for another attack with the remaining tonfa]

[Okay now what happens if he goes for the one on the floor--

[K dives for it and that's leaving himself open enough to take the next blow on the back of the shoulder, but there was an attempt.]

[twisting around after that blow in an attempt to kick K's hand away from grabbing his weapon]

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