[YO, A SPADE IS A SPADE, AND YOU FUCKING STARTED THE LIGHT SHIT AGAIN?????? FUCK!
But no, seriously. Katsuki can do the only logical thing at that statement--roll his fucking eyes back, so hard that they might come right out of his head if they weren't attached to the damn thing. That's what he fucking gets for trying, huh? See if he fucking does anything in the realm of olive branch giving again, that's fucking twice now that Vi has decided that she'd rather act almost mortally fucking wounded by even his offensive (and this shit is pretty tame???) commentary while acting as though her's ain't just as shitty. He thought he was bad at reading people, his face fucking spelled all of that out for fuck's sake and she STILL just. Nope. Nada. Zilch.
And to top it all off? It seems like she's decided that she wants to play the leader in all of this. Normally, Katsuki wouldn't let it fly, but frankly he's content for once to to hang back. Where he can't be watched, not that he even thinks she wants to look his way for more than a necessary second at this point. There's still plenty to chew on in regards to the fire and all that came with it, and it's gonna be that way even long after he's out of this piece of SHIT cavern.]
After you, drama queen.
[Oh yeah, that sounds scathing as hell, and if she's affronted enough to look back, she'll see the crusty look that pairs with it like a fine wine. And a brief middle finger, before they're on the move.
The silence? It's bliss compared to every second he's ever had to talk to this broad, and the teen isn't going to be the one to break it unless it becomes absolutely necessarily. Because facts are facts and he's already acknowledged it to himself--clearly Vi has as well or she wouldn't even be here anymore. They need each other to get out of here. How many more drop offs like the first one will there be? What other horror lurks around the next bend that might require one of them saving the other's ass?
Preferably it's hers. He still ain't even sure where to begin on acknowledging that Vi was definitely the fucking hero back there, and played the part of being his hero to boot. It's insulting to his pride; not that she has any control over that and it's really hard not to fucking hate her for something like that because of how immense his sense of pride is. It's even more difficult to fathom thanking her for that shit. She'd probably tell him to go fuck himself on the most jagged, offensive stalagmite he can find. Like the huge one that his flashlight lands on, opposite of Vi's to the left when they hit the stairs.
It's the way that she jerks and pauses just in front of him that has him stopping, drawing his attention from it, and he just watches the back of her head for a moment to try to get a read on it. The beam emanating from his own hand doesn't move though, even as they start to again, and something moves in his peripheral vision on that side. Snapping his head back, brows knit hard as he scans for whatever the fuck it was.
There's nothing there. But considering the fact that there isn't a single doubt in Katsuki's mind about the figures he saw in the window of that building? He ain't writing it off, not for even a second. Then, as if to validate that thought, something moves again on the very edge of the flashlight's circle in the distance. Angling his hand to the spot in question swiftly, Katsuki blood suddenly runs icy hot with the lightning like jolt of surprise that it gives him to see a fucking face that disappears almost as quickly as he's caught it. It's long enough that he doesn't fucking miss the defined cheekbones, the thick eyebrows and the spiky dark hair before it's gone, though. That was a fucking person.
If that adrenaline boost doesn't feel like it hit like a bullet, huh?!
And then her highness speaks up, just confirming that he is not imagining shit in his heightened... what-the-fuck-ever from before. The gruff voice behind her is low and cautious, eyes narrowing as he sweeps his light across the various stalagmites and stalactites alike to try to find it again.]
Not just you. We ain't alone. [So. Katsuki knows that Vi can pack one hell of a punch, but he's seen enough horror movies to know that this is only has the potential to spell out really horrific shit. He's got the benefit of having explosive hands, but her mitts are just the good ol' fashioned kind. Which means? He ain't super down with his asshole battle buddy going ill equipped for whatever the fuck this is about to become. Any enemy would fucking hate to have her brand of strength hit their face with a hammer, right? Turning to flash his light behind them to make sure there isn't anything back there, a hand drops to his belt where he slides the climbing hammer right out of it's spot. Nudging Vi's arm with it to indicate that she should take it, it's time to pop the flashlight between his teeth so he can grab one of the grenades that're hooked there as well.
Same deal, another offering but this time there's stretch his arm around Vi so that he can present it to her without making her turn to see what it is while they move. He thumbs the pin to show her where to pull, using the light held between his teeth to illuminate it for her. By this point, hopefully this stubborn bitch has taken the hammer without questioning it, but if not, he'll bring that hand up to take the flashlight out so he can elaborate. Quietly.]
Just in case. Don't fuckin' argue with me.
[Especially not because there's more movement where the edge of her flashlight beam is, and Katsuki's points in the very same spot to add more light. It's gone again, but still. He knows what he fucking saw and it was something. Someone.]
OHHHHHH WANNA FUCKIN' BET ON THAT ONE?! but also ty i love photos of caves
But no, seriously. Katsuki can do the only logical thing at that statement--roll his fucking eyes back, so hard that they might come right out of his head if they weren't attached to the damn thing. That's what he fucking gets for trying, huh? See if he fucking does anything in the realm of olive branch giving again, that's fucking twice now that Vi has decided that she'd rather act almost mortally fucking wounded by even his offensive (and this shit is pretty tame???) commentary while acting as though her's ain't just as shitty. He thought he was bad at reading people, his face fucking spelled all of that out for fuck's sake and she STILL just. Nope. Nada. Zilch.
And to top it all off? It seems like she's decided that she wants to play the leader in all of this. Normally, Katsuki wouldn't let it fly, but frankly he's content for once to to hang back. Where he can't be watched, not that he even thinks she wants to look his way for more than a necessary second at this point. There's still plenty to chew on in regards to the fire and all that came with it, and it's gonna be that way even long after he's out of this piece of SHIT cavern.]
After you, drama queen.
[Oh yeah, that sounds scathing as hell, and if she's affronted enough to look back, she'll see the crusty look that pairs with it like a fine wine. And a brief middle finger, before they're on the move.
The silence? It's bliss compared to every second he's ever had to talk to this broad, and the teen isn't going to be the one to break it unless it becomes absolutely necessarily. Because facts are facts and he's already acknowledged it to himself--clearly Vi has as well or she wouldn't even be here anymore. They need each other to get out of here. How many more drop offs like the first one will there be? What other horror lurks around the next bend that might require one of them saving the other's ass?
Preferably it's hers. He still ain't even sure where to begin on acknowledging that Vi was definitely the fucking hero back there, and played the part of being his hero to boot. It's insulting to his pride; not that she has any control over that and it's really hard not to fucking hate her for something like that because of how immense his sense of pride is. It's even more difficult to fathom thanking her for that shit. She'd probably tell him to go fuck himself on the most jagged, offensive stalagmite he can find. Like the huge one that his flashlight lands on, opposite of Vi's to the left when they hit the stairs.
It's the way that she jerks and pauses just in front of him that has him stopping, drawing his attention from it, and he just watches the back of her head for a moment to try to get a read on it. The beam emanating from his own hand doesn't move though, even as they start to again, and something moves in his peripheral vision on that side. Snapping his head back, brows knit hard as he scans for whatever the fuck it was.
There's nothing there. But considering the fact that there isn't a single doubt in Katsuki's mind about the figures he saw in the window of that building? He ain't writing it off, not for even a second. Then, as if to validate that thought, something moves again on the very edge of the flashlight's circle in the distance. Angling his hand to the spot in question swiftly, Katsuki blood suddenly runs icy hot with the lightning like jolt of surprise that it gives him to see a fucking face that disappears almost as quickly as he's caught it. It's long enough that he doesn't fucking miss the defined cheekbones, the thick eyebrows and the spiky dark hair before it's gone, though. That was a fucking person.
If that adrenaline boost doesn't feel like it hit like a bullet, huh?!
And then her highness speaks up, just confirming that he is not imagining shit in his heightened... what-the-fuck-ever from before. The gruff voice behind her is low and cautious, eyes narrowing as he sweeps his light across the various stalagmites and stalactites alike to try to find it again.]
Not just you. We ain't alone. [So. Katsuki knows that Vi can pack one hell of a punch, but he's seen enough horror movies to know that this is only has the potential to spell out really horrific shit. He's got the benefit of having explosive hands, but her mitts are just the good ol' fashioned kind. Which means? He ain't super down with his asshole battle buddy going ill equipped for whatever the fuck this is about to become. Any enemy would fucking hate to have her brand of strength hit their face with a hammer, right? Turning to flash his light behind them to make sure there isn't anything back there, a hand drops to his belt where he slides the climbing hammer right out of it's spot. Nudging Vi's arm with it to indicate that she should take it, it's time to pop the flashlight between his teeth so he can grab one of the grenades that're hooked there as well.
Same deal, another offering but this time there's stretch his arm around Vi so that he can present it to her without making her turn to see what it is while they move. He thumbs the pin to show her where to pull, using the light held between his teeth to illuminate it for her. By this point, hopefully this stubborn bitch has taken the hammer without questioning it, but if not, he'll bring that hand up to take the flashlight out so he can elaborate. Quietly.]
Just in case. Don't fuckin' argue with me.
[Especially not because there's more movement where the edge of her flashlight beam is, and Katsuki's points in the very same spot to add more light. It's gone again, but still. He knows what he fucking saw and it was something. Someone.]