part 2 fellas, sorry if this has been a bit slow ive been busy recently (i say as part 1 has like, only 6 views)
anyways enjoy ig
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[3rd Person POV]
A certain ragdoll stormed into a colourful corridor. The air around her was uncomfortably heated and tense, drawing a flurry of various reactions from those whom she passed by. Eventually she stopped, fist clenched, glaring down the purple figure before her.
She knew he had heard her from the slight shift in his stance, becoming slightly more upright, alerted to the raging presence behind him. Yet he remained back faced against her, mindlessly staring ahead. She raised her voice, feeling the itching heat breaking out from her fabric lips.
"JAX!" The ragdoll started, tone seething with heat, "WHY, WHY IN THE WORLD DID YOU PUSH KINGER INTO THE LAKE?!"
At this, the lanky rabbit finally spun towards her, an unreadable expression on his face.
"Not my fault he fell in," he gave a dismissive shrug, expression morphing into one of mischief, "I just happened to bump into him accidentally," he replied quite sarcastically, flashing at her his signature smug smirk. All this only worked to further enrage the doll.
"I SAW YOU DELIBERATELY PUSHED HIM IN!" Her face only got redder with rage as the rabbitoid reacted with a simple eyeroll, all this shouting would have no effect, I suppose.
She took a deep breath, the deepest she could muster at this current moment, then took another look. Taking in the varying colours and textures of the walls, floors, and then him, standing in the midst of it all. He was in a rather nonchalant pose, a hand sassily upon his hip whilst his other arm laid lazily by his side.
Despite knowing how frustrating this could turn out, she still decided against not reasoning with him. Taking one last breath, she picked up her voice again to speak.
"This has been going on for weeks, Jax." She sighed, hoping he would genuinely hear her out. "Why? Why have you been doing this?"
She could see just the littlest bit of something spark in his eyes, making her grow all the more detemined. "What's going on, Jax?"
The rabbit crossed his arms, his expression growing dark as he stood upright, staring down at tne ragdoll in an uncharacteristically serious manner. "It's none of your business, doll." His tone was emotionless, cold. "Stay out of it."
"...You've changed, you weren't...like this, when you first entered." She reminisced the days when he had first arrived, he was actually scared, confused. Alas, it was an experience shared by everyone in the circus, the baffling spiral of being dropped into a strange world with no recollection of who you are, where you're from. Yet it reminded her that all of them, he, was human.
"You can tell us anything," she softened her voice, stepping closer though the only thing that that did was make the bunny recoil and step back further.
"Let us know what's bothering you," she continued, hoping she could get him to finally break open, so that she could help him, save him from whatever's eating him up inside, because she had to, it was her role.
"I said stay out of it," he hissed, tone unnaturally sharp, perhaps even slightly aggresive. He backed away even further, swatting her hand away.
"You don't need to hide how you f-"
"Like you?"
The area around them fell silent. So silent that if a pin dropped, it would've sounded astronomically loud.
Ragatha's eyes widened, words failing to fall from her mouth. She had been shattered into shards. All of a sudden, the glaring spotlights and judging eyes, had turned against her.
Jax scoffed, letting his arms fall to his side. "Did you really think nobody would notice your little 'act'? I may be new, but I'm not stupid."
What could she say? She would move if she could, but it was like her entire body had been paralysed, frozen in place. The rabbitoid sighed.
"Honestly, I'm not sure how the others didn't notice. Either I'm good at reading people, or they're really [%$!#]ing oblivious," the bunny rolled his eyes, starting to walk past the ragdoll. He stopped beside her, getting close to her ear and whispered, "Either way, I guess you're just unlucky to meet me."
Still no words were spoken from her, seemingly struggling to comprehend the situation she had gotten herself into. The purple rabbit stood up, and continued past her, dropping one last remark before leaving.
"Next time, don't be such a hypocrite, dolly."
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