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[outdistanced]

this boy's hair is so mystifying

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[outdistanced]

[ a twist of frustration curls his fists into the back of chrono's clothing. ]

I didn't - I didn't want to.

[ he's still a little angry, at akihiko for killing and making him do this, guilty for being so afraid of someone he called a friend, and for dragging it out so much. he should have known better. they can only ever run for so long. ]

...I hate this place.

[ he has since charlie died, since the first execution became the second, then the third, and on and on. something about having his hand forced like that, though... that's going to sit with him forever. ]

[clockpunk]

Of course you didn't want to. You weren't even tryin' to hurt him. We could see.

[ because aside from the brief fistfight, which had seemed more out of frustration, anger and terror rather than any true bloodlust, laurence hadn't once attacked on purpose. his portals ending up the way they did seemed like instinct rather than anything else, and... chrono bitterly suspected the hand forced more than just his presence.

a spike of utter contempt lances through chrono's chest. being stuck in this weekly cycle, only given promises that never seemed to fix anything; these letters and gifts, cryptic to the point of annoyance; the way these executions played out, with all the indifference only something outrageously powerful could muster. and that was being kind, to assume it indifference.

laurence had dealt with enough this week alone to fill a lifetime. chrono's heart ached for him, with the kind of furor and sorrow one could only muster for the sake of others. no, indifference was too kind. it was cruelty, plain and simple. ]

Fuck, me too. [ after a moment he shifts them a bit, hand angling laurence's face away to inspect the split lip and bruised cheek. ] Damn, nasty. Are your hands still numb? Electrocution is really bad.

[outdistanced]

[ there's still a regretful feeling, though, one that says that maybe he should have tried harder to stop it from happening, anyway. he doesn't say that out loud.

everything is raw after the execution, still overwhelming, so he tenses a little at the wave of negative emotion from chrono. but forces himself to take a deep breath and tries to force himself to loosen his grip, unaware of how he's begun to tremble as the adrenaline slowly starts to taper off.

chrono's allowed to move him. he doesn't react immediately. ]

I... guess so? [ mumbling. ] It doesn't hurt right now.

[ probably why he could walk off like he did. ]