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Anonymous Thu 18 Jul 2024 10:30:25 No.67494353 Report

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Anonymous Thu 18 Jul 2024 12:07:37 No.67495206 Report

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>>67494353
If you insist.

>It's the first bit of quiet that we get, just the sounds of Olivia and I walking throught the halls.
>Olivia's gripping my wrist pretty hard, guess she's still pretty tense.
>Say, maybe there's a massage place around here, that'd be pretty nice right no-
>Wait a second. 'just the sounds of Olivia and I walking through the halls'?
>Something ancient awakens in me, an icy chill races down my spine as if there's a knife poised just behind my neck.
> The gator girl tenses, head stiffly turning. Her pupils slowly shift to mine, and their contraction to pin points bring attention to the danger my ancestral instincts are warning me of.
> "Sup? You two tryna run a-"
>Fight or flight. Reflexes kick in. Zero thought on my end, my body chose to just-
>I feel that icy chill suddenly flash into a white heat, I pivot on my heels and turn as my arm cocks back before unleashing into the side of Mia's skull.
>She stumbles backwards from the blow, not expecting to be hit that hard and by me of all people. She's almost as surprised as I am.
>But that's neither here nor there, she's open, and I bring my left fist low, catching her just under the ribs.
>All I can see in my peripheral is a red haze, but that's not important, she's doubled over now. Perfect.
>Both hands grab the sides of her head and force it downwards to meet my rising knee.
>...
>I don't know how many minutes pass, everything is a blur.
>The next thing I remember is looking over my right shoulder, looking at Olivia, who is holding back my cocked fist.
>"Inco! Please stop! That's enough!"
>Her eyes flick behind me, and as I turn my head to follow I see... Mia.
>Crumpled, bloodied, and crying.
>Meekly using her hands to shield her cowering form.
>"I..."
>I look at my hands, smeared red, as the adrenaline wears off and they begin to shake.
>"I thought you were stronger..."