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[makapapa]

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Characters: Death the Kid and Spirit

Location: Somewhere over the sepia rainbow

Rating: A+ because kid (but really, I don't predict anything icky in here. Except maybe feelings.)

Time: May 8... Sometime

Description: Spirit and Kid are Out, but it seems like there's something weighing on Kid's mind...





All things considered, things were going reasonably well. Their mission was relatively peaceful but for a few kishin eggs. But... it was just unpeaceful enough that Spirit could feel something was definitely off with the resident Shinigami. Their resonance was all wrong, and his own paternal instinct, sharpened with years of Maka's snubbing, was beeping like a metal detector over a bomb.

Something had to be said. And possibly done.

"Kid... We need to talk."

Comments

[perfectorder]

Spirit's instincts were not wrong. After weeks of having to travel in and out of Death City—in secret, no less—dealing with international affairs and now concerned about the rising conflicts back home, the stress was starting to take its toll.

He was so focused on their task, it took him a few moments to realize the Deathscythe had address him. He was also too distracted to fully comprehend what Spirit meant.

"Talk?"

About what?