BLADE ✴

[calamitish]

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[calamitish]

...ah? You wound me! [ very dramatically, but his tone does drop to a serious one. ]

I wouldn't lie about her, or how I view her.

[baebladie]

[ Blade notices, even like this - if only because it's a dramatic change.

But, he is...in a state. He seems far too amused, too manic to do anything but look like he's heard the most hilarious thing that's fallen from the Witch's mouth. ]

Why not?

[calamitish]

Because Witch's have hearts too.

[baebladie]

Hearts that can be trampled upon. Just like anyone else.

[ Somehow that amuses him. ]

[calamitish]

How does that phrase go? It takes one to know one.

[ he doesn't mind admitting that much. ]

[baebladie]

[ It's one little piece of information in the grand scheme of things; can Blade comprehend it? Yes, on some level. But on another, at the moment, he can only respond thus: ]

It does, doesn't it?

[ Something bright and sharp is in his hand and he surges forward towards him, bringing the knife up in a throw at him. ]

...There's nothing more to say. But, take that as my last word for now.

[calamitish]

Whoa! You'll take out an eye with that one day if you're not careful.

[ this time, the witch doesn't teleport.


instead, the knife goes right through him, clinking against the rock of the grotto. sorry, he's still a cheat. ]

[baebladie]

[ Damn.

Okay he expected teleportation, but this is different - slightly. His eyes narrow, but even like this his patience runs dry, and so he leaves all but suddenly.

Yet, he won't forget this.

...His blade having failed to make its target consistently, that is. ]