call me out!

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CALL ME OUT



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[weaponizer]

[ The Handler seems wholly unfazed by his hostility, by the frenetic sort of desperation that comes from a man who's spent the last several weeks running from one apocalypse to another. It's a real treat, seeing him like this, all frayed at the edges and wild eyed. It reminds her of the man she met at the end of the world, greedy for a way out, but still searching for himself in the rubble.

She sighs, tired of him already. ]

Bold of you to assume I would hedge my bets on you and only you. [ Her tone is even, lilting, as though she's only talking about the weather and not casually dropping the idea that she could be utilizing other means in the event of his failure. ]

I don't play with my food so much as I arrange it. I like a pretty, clean plate, and I plan what I eat when so that I can enjoy it to the fullest. I have to admit your family is very entertaining, the drunk one especially.

[ She sighs and turns to look up and down the street. ] I needed to be sure you hadn't gone back on your word. As I said. Insurance.

so sorry for the delay!!

[fika]

[ he should pull himself together and deprive her of the satisfaction of seeing the cracks, the hairline fractures spindling across a composure stretched very thin as it is.

he only realizes he's biting the inside of his lip when he tastes blood.

the truth is, she's good at getting under his skin. always has been, in the years spent in each other's orbit, that scratchy itch between his shoulders he never could seem to shake. its all he can do to not bristle at her words. in the end, he still does. ] Not worried you'll choke?

[ he isn't opposed to the idea, particularly. his hands are curled into fist, knuckled bone-white, before he pushes out a long sigh. the worst of the deal was already made and he had every intention of carrying it through. why not offer even more, if it keep his siblings from being her playthings. none of them deserve that, for all that they are.] What is it that you'd need from me in order to stop you from going to them.