Chapter 22

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Chapter 22

Here you go again!

Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, sexual interaction and themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking/speaking/singing

Voices/Text/Flashback/Singing

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Sometimes it is weird to write than just use the codes.

Sure, while they haven't been using the Codes besides a CHECK, or magic save points. Own version of a typing system they understood. It was still weird at that time to write. Whether it was in school, exploring space, taking down music and so on. You think it shouldn't shock them so much. But it just does for Moxxie.

Rarely wrote even as a destroyer. Wasn't deem to have such fun accessories as they had a job to do. The sewing they couldn't take away besides talk and insult them down. Which heavily affected them over periods of time to not do it. Didn't deserve to make just destroy.

Well, middle finger to them.

They very much like what they do. No, love it. Explore and do things they never expect to like. To do what they want. Very happy, contempt on their choices on what they want to do.

They should go back to playing their violin again soon. It's been a while after all. Shooting too but back in Wrath. Even just simple can targets. Then get to rip the weapon apart and clean it up. So, there are many things to keep them occupied. But try not to let it get in the way of having freedom.

Well, right now I can't be free to finish writing in their journal in space. Why?

Striker is a possessive snake.

Moxxie sweat dropped as they feel Striker hold won't stop tightening up from the smallest movement they do. Even from just their tail move slightly. Or let out a small breath. The low hisses coming out randomly as their head stay on top of their own. Tail rattling in irritation and look like it wants to smack something. Well, someone.

Let's just say Striker saw Moxxie come out of Stolas car.

At least Striker didn't jump out in the open.

Well, he could have if it wasn't for Octavia when she came outside. Very happy to see them but very much confused why they were together. Just told her they were meeting another at the same place and surprised the both of them. Then offered Moxxie ride back to the ring. Questions about the box that they avoided. Small talk was enough to satisfy her a bit. Then Stolas, Moxxie went into Stolas office with a twitching Striker waiting there.

Striker was hissing crazily as they held Moxxie while Stolas twitch in irritation. Striker heard the conversation so he didn't need to repeat it. Got a horn tug from Moxxie to stop it. The assassin grumbled and glared seeing Stolas smirk.

It was ridiculous as the two acted like children.

The pair left after Moxxie open a portal back to the apartment with them and the box. A thank you to Stolas and will get back with him about the gift talk.

Now here they are currently with Striker being clingy and not letting go. "Rattles. Your shaking is making it hard for me to write."

A low grumble but able to settle down a bit. Still not letting go. "How the talk go?"

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