─ 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐈 𝐄𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐀𝐑

𝗆𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗂 𝖾𝗅𝗒𝗌𝖺𝗋 | 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻 an independent portrayal of and oc for the star wars verse. 18+ for gore and violence. literate/descriptive. #𝙠𝙪𝙞𝙞𝙡 © ᴘᴀɴᴄᴀᴋᴇɢᴏғᴅ ᴏɴ ɪɢ                          ♡ + ↺

the flipping of the blade slowed, and the young assassin shrugged his shoulders. " what does it matter ? why do you want to know all this ? "

" s e e ? I suppose I just have one of those faces. then again its handy, because no one ever believes I'm an assassin. " he mused aloud, shaking his head clear. " on a different note, I think you aught to get that patched up, " cue a vague gesture to the wound.

he barely looks at the other before his attention is turned to the knife in his hand that he twists idly, an indignant noise coming from the assassin. " of course not, never, not at all, in fact I've never even met a venandei- "

modici, on the other hand, leans against the armrest of his chair, dangling his legs over the side. " some time. I don't know, everything blurs together when you're busy. "

" no, I don't want to lose again.. and you don't have to ( bribe ) me to answer you. he's my friend ! "

" that doesn't seem fair but fine, fine ! itwasastupidcontestanyway. "

" nono that was round one, we still have three more. you started the contest, you must know the rules ! "

" if that will make you shh, yes ! " blink. " d a m n i t "

still staring intently. " shh you'll make me blink. "

... oh he loves staring contests ! s t a r e s

" no one ever takes me seriously, " it wasn't exactly muttered, but it was barely spoken loud enough, a shrug following. " my whole life as a kid I was kept in the shadows. why not my adult life too, hey ?"

there was a moments pause, in his words and the spinning of the knife. " well - I'm just there for the ride, y'know ? I'm the little brother everyone picks on - with love, of course. "

oh nooooo 😩😩😩😩😩😩

... and of course, modici being modici he just ( has ) to go and prod at the blood to see. hm, no reaction just yet. " yeah, everyone calls him ven. he's a bit like our big brother at the sanctuary. " he spoke away, twisting the knife in his fingers.

our table ?

* dies of cringe *

beaming happily, taking the knife back and wiping it clean on his trousers. " venandei blood isn't poisonous, right ? bah, it's fine if it is, I've spent enough time around venenatus to become immune I bet. "

it's because he is a very unavailable person after multiple people let him down in the past and he's let that become a governing factor in his choices of friends- no the knife is his !

of course it is ! well, he does to his (very, very few) friends anyway !!

smiles that stupid smile, " miss me ? "