[Deuce doesn't know what to do with himself lately. Since the monsters attacked, everything seemed different. Felt different somehow, though Deuce can't say why.
Is it fear? A little bit. Deuce can admit that much.
But more than anything, he can't help but feel tired, because now he knows it might happen again. If not exactly in this form then in another. Something worse, something far more dangerous. And Deuce might not survive.
And it's hard to stay still right now and so Deuce skips out of the town hall because otherwise, he'll be a fidgety mess. And that's not exactly useful, right?
And Deuce is so preoccupied with trying to figure out what he should do instead that he's not prepared for a sudden human collision. The impact is enough that it knocks Deuce on his ass and he curses.]
Shit! What was...
Oh, Hiiro! Hey!
[Oh that's right, Deuce had been wondering how this guy was doing.]
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Date: 2023-04-12 03:14 pm (UTC)Is it fear? A little bit. Deuce can admit that much.
But more than anything, he can't help but feel tired, because now he knows it might happen again. If not exactly in this form then in another. Something worse, something far more dangerous. And Deuce might not survive.
And it's hard to stay still right now and so Deuce skips out of the town hall because otherwise, he'll be a fidgety mess. And that's not exactly useful, right?
And Deuce is so preoccupied with trying to figure out what he should do instead that he's not prepared for a sudden human collision. The impact is enough that it knocks Deuce on his ass and he curses.]
Shit! What was...
Oh, Hiiro! Hey!
[Oh that's right, Deuce had been wondering how this guy was doing.]