please don't remind me if anyone asks i never sent you one
( how does she hide her shame? she's probably sent it to like.. twenty people by now and then she tried her best to give gran a hard time which she is proud of herself but for what! it meant nothing. maybe if she deletes all the messages in her phone to act like she never talked about the whole chain mail thing maybe she can salvage a little of her embarrassment. that means she has to quiet a few people.. starting with..
well, there's no time to think about that. she was supposed to be the hero here and look at him.. taking her chance from her. it's alright because whenever he arrives to this shared apartment building she'll make sure to open the door for him and give him the most saddest expression she can muster — not the cutest face to meet at the door but.. )
I'll make it up to you, I didn't know it was a scam. We don't have chain letters back home, I should have saw through it.. there's literally no chain. ( why would people have something called chain letters but no chain? odd. so instead to play some sort of peace treaty, she hands over one of those gold-plated disks because he seems to like those? listen, she's doing her best here. ) Sorry..
[Man, he would have told Gran either way. Which he did!]
Hahahaha, you're so stupid!
[Not the best thing to say to someone trying to make peace with you. He snatches the gold disk from her and bites it for good measure. Hmm, feels real. It doesn't hold a lot of value in this world, but he'll hold onto it anyway, just in case. He's over the chain mail thing. What chain mail? It never happened. She probably should be drowning, though.]
Whatever! Don't worry about it. I forgot I even got one of those things, hahaha. Well, there's nothing to watch out for, so maybe I should go home, right?
Only when it comes to this world's stuff, it's different than back home.
( which that's true, they didn't have technology and things like that easily accessible to them. who do you think she is? one of the primarchs? astrals? to be honest, the last thing they need is for them to have the chance to send cursed chain mails around, it'd probably be another reason why the skydoms come crashing down. though, she'll step to the side so he has full access. the room isn't anything special considering she hardly stays there, she's too use to keeping herself busy with odd jobs to make the room anything special. just various fashion magazines that she looks through for style sake and writing on the side what weapon would probably go with it. )
I did say I'd protect you for the night. ( for someone insistent on wanting to leave, the way he cheerfully decides to stride on in makes this a different story. she keeps the door open just in case he decides to turn around or something. ) Fake or not, you have bad luck! Better safe than sorry, right?
[He flips the disk up in the air like a toy, keeping his tone playful. Light. Djeeta is only embarrassed, but he has other things on his mind.]
I think you should be the one worrying about that.
[He shuts the door.
Then, cold metal pressed against her neck. It is the disk in his hand, now clad in gauntlets of cobalt steel, and his civilian clothes dissolve into light as they revert to his original form, his tattooed torso bare for her to see.]
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