"HEY WHAT THE HELL MAN, WHY DO YOU GET TO BE LOUD BUT YOU KICK MY ASS BEFORE I GET TO SHOW OFF TO THE LADIES? HEY LADY HEALERS, MAN DOWN AND IN NEED OF SOME SWEET HEALIN' IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.
MY DICK, I'M TALKING 'BOUT MY DICK. BOW CHIKA WOW WOWWWWWWWW."
Was that a reply? Was that just Tucker being Tucker? It seems to be what Wash gets for his efforts, while Katsuya really should be doing more than talking at whoever in front of him starts to push their thumbs into his eyes.
For Yugi, Seto's illusion doesn't leave, still before him. He stands real before him, visible to everyone. Taking Yugi's words as his partner ignoring him as he urges-
'Yugi, listen to me! You're the one I promised to be with. Being with another from another world... that's not my plan. Is that thing-' he gestures towards the vortex '--more important to you right now than us?'
It's Lan Zhan's illusion that Wash's fireball hits - not attacking Wei Wuxian, but with bichen in his hand, who can be sure of his intentions? It burns up the side of Lan Zhan's robe, dropping him to his knees, turning to look where it came from, and then, when he looks back to Wei Wuxian, blood is dripping off from his mouth.
But with Wei Wuxian's music playing, there begins to show in the scattered, torn remnants of where they've scattered figures of people, blurred faces and flickering and imaginary: the people of a city, laughing, chatting, moving through streets and hanging out with friends and existing, existing in a time and life gone.
Desperation, longing and a crazed grief contaminates the air; so palpable, that it digs into them, that they can also sense the need to escape beneath it.
Mami is followed by Kyoko, where the spear comes to clash against her, the red-head scoffing at her.
'Unable to grow? Aren't you the one who's still clinging to anyone who will give you even a scrap of attention after all this time?'
[please pretend these sound somewhat IC thank u]
MY DICK, I'M TALKING 'BOUT MY DICK. BOW CHIKA WOW WOWWWWWWWW."
Was that a reply? Was that just Tucker being Tucker? It seems to be what Wash gets for his efforts, while Katsuya really should be doing more than talking at whoever in front of him starts to push their thumbs into his eyes.
For Yugi, Seto's illusion doesn't leave, still before him. He stands real before him, visible to everyone. Taking Yugi's words as his partner ignoring him as he urges-
'Yugi, listen to me! You're the one I promised to be with. Being with another from another world... that's not my plan. Is that thing-' he gestures towards the vortex '--more important to you right now than us?'
It's Lan Zhan's illusion that Wash's fireball hits - not attacking Wei Wuxian, but with bichen in his hand, who can be sure of his intentions? It burns up the side of Lan Zhan's robe, dropping him to his knees, turning to look where it came from, and then, when he looks back to Wei Wuxian, blood is dripping off from his mouth.
But with Wei Wuxian's music playing, there begins to show in the scattered, torn remnants of where they've scattered figures of people, blurred faces and flickering and imaginary: the people of a city, laughing, chatting, moving through streets and hanging out with friends and existing, existing in a time and life gone.
Desperation, longing and a crazed grief contaminates the air; so palpable, that it digs into them, that they can also sense the need to escape beneath it.
Mami is followed by Kyoko, where the spear comes to clash against her, the red-head scoffing at her.
'Unable to grow? Aren't you the one who's still clinging to anyone who will give you even a scrap of attention after all this time?'