[ there are a lot of things in life that six barely has any experience in, and physical contact - at least, the kind that doesn't involve beating someone down - happens to be one of them. what annoys him more than the smug look of satisfaction on siete's face is the fact that he was incapable of stopping himself from reacting the way he did. from giving the annoying one a reason to look this pleased with himself, even if he didn't have to do much at all.
(of course, despite how much six will deny it, the relief is real. the lack of snarling and biting all boils down to how most of his aggression is focused on the realization that he doesn't recognize the skies above them at all. without any idea of how or why he got whisked away, but maybe what's worse is who was left behind.
so it helps to be have someone who knows what they're doing, even if it happens to be his overly cheerful leader.)
he sighs out loud, arms moving in to cross over his chest but it looks like siete has other things in mind. any protests that wanted to get out doesn't even have a chance because siete is quicker, and now his hand lays flat on top the armor, hard and solid, and impossible to feel for the beating heart he's told to inspect.
this is stupid. he knows it is.
he wrenches his hand away, slapping siete's in the process. the gesture does stir something in him, alright, but it's nothing like the happiness the other eternal is practically exuding.
maybe he should take back the relief he felt from running into someone who knows what they're doing. ]
Are you done?
[ irate and impatient, but what else is new? ]
I'll wait until you're ready to take this seriously.
[ all the while, the magic from these antlers are working away... ]
gomen abt this useless tsun
(of course, despite how much six will deny it, the relief is real. the lack of snarling and biting all boils down to how most of his aggression is focused on the realization that he doesn't recognize the skies above them at all. without any idea of how or why he got whisked away, but maybe what's worse is who was left behind.
so it helps to be have someone who knows what they're doing, even if it happens to be his overly cheerful leader.)
he sighs out loud, arms moving in to cross over his chest but it looks like siete has other things in mind. any protests that wanted to get out doesn't even have a chance because siete is quicker, and now his hand lays flat on top the armor, hard and solid, and impossible to feel for the beating heart he's told to inspect.
this is stupid. he knows it is.
he wrenches his hand away, slapping siete's in the process. the gesture does stir something in him, alright, but it's nothing like the happiness the other eternal is practically exuding.
maybe he should take back the relief he felt from running into someone who knows what they're doing. ]
Are you done?
[ irate and impatient, but what else is new? ]
I'll wait until you're ready to take this seriously.
[ all the while, the magic from these antlers are working away... ]