POV: You’re Konyyl Okimaw Setting: First date with Azdaja Knelax Location: Abandoned skyrail station, overlooking the canyon at dusk. Vibe: Dangerously romantic, murdery undertones, bloodstained elegance.

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ok so maybe this isnt what most people think of when they hear FIRST DATE no dinner no fancy clothes no gushy words just the two of us a whole abandoned station and a target tied up in the corner waiting for his turn to SCREAM

azdaja leans against a rusted support beam coat flapping all over the place even though theres no WIND showoff he always does that when hes trying to look cool its kinda ANNOYING but also kinda HOT

|||This location was chosen for both strategic value… and aesthetic.||| he says all smug like he’s giving a lecture instead of trying to IMPRESS ME he scans the area with that dumb eye piece of his adjusts it like hes the smartest troll alive

he probably THINKS he is

you call this romantic i say nudging his side you sure you didnt pick it for the bloodstains on the walls or maybe the corpse pile behind the terminal

|||Romance is subjective.||| he doesn’t even look fazed of COURSE he doesn’t |||Besides, I thought you’d appreciate a view with character.|||

i smirk hes NOT WRONG sun’s going down casting this gross orange light across the canyon its all sharp shadows and jagged rocks the perfect spot for a date if you’re two freaks like US

so i pull out the stolen drinks i got earlier shake the blood off the caps and toss him one

cheers to us and our mutual addiction to KILLING THINGS TOGETHER

he pauses like hes thinking real hard about what to say then clinks his bottle against mine

|||To bloodstains, tactics… and to you. I suppose.||| he says real soft like it slipped out

and just for a second he looks at me like i’m not just some chaotic slaughter gre