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      /      annoyed or amused pls 

/ >:3

(  @caritonis  )⠀⠀☥⠀⠀[natalya doesn't believe that, not even for a second──but she refrains from pressing the matter──instead choosing to lean back against the sofa, the leather creaking softly beneath her, arms folded.]⠀and what is it you want? haven't you done enough damage already? 

@asterismos /
            
            "like i said, convenient." he wiped his katana with a cloth he carried for the sole purpose of cleaning it. he didn't mind her seeing it; he had a hunch she'd probably seen it before and had no point in hiding. "don't flatter yourself. i'll be done with you once i get what i want."

iD. @caritonis⠀✦⠀yet, you keep coming around. why is that? your work here is done. 

@asterismos /
            
            “that’s only for decorations,” he answered, leaning as he sorted his knives back into the leather pouch they belonged to. “none of these are used to kill. call it a …collection, if you want a name.” it wasn’t a lie— he didn’t need this many weapons for any mission. he wanted only one, and it was somewhere she couldn’t reach: within him. “did your dear old man teach you not to touch other people’s things without permission?”

iD. @caritonis⠀✦⠀not scared, just curious. maybe a little intrigued, too.⠀[natalya eyes him skeptically, her movements deliberate──a little too careful──as she pushes herself from the doorframe and meanders past him, her gaze scanning the various weapons laid out on the table before the pair. a knife catches her eye──its blade glistening hypnotically──and she picks it up, twisting it by the handle, as if appraising its worth, despite not knowing the first thing about craftsmanship.]⠀how do you expect to kill anyone with a knife this blunt? this couldn't even slice through bread. 

iD. @caritonis⠀✦⠀ right. and what i 
            / saw /  was you pocketing pieces from my father's vintage watch collection.⠀[natalya remains rooted in place, only shifting a bit to lean against the doorframe, arms folded over her chest. she allows her gaze to sweep over him──not admirably, but rather as if she were appraising him──before tilting her head.]⠀is that really what you want me to tell him? 

iD. @caritonis⠀✦⠀perhaps you didn't hear me the first time.  / no /.