#unfortunately this is a her-targeted heart attack and shes gonna afk to have a panic attack somewhere alone thx

[futurefind]

🩸 - to approach your muse soaked in blood . from rin bc why not give sa a heart attack asdgj don’t worry, it’s not hers… probably

Misc Actions / Accepting // @tvrningout

It hits her less like a sucker punch and more like shattered ribs. Her mind goes red red red and it's only lack of any threats anywhere in sight that keeps her from spilling more of it.

"Rin—!" she chokes on it, chokes on copper, wheezes, and closes the distance before she can even process the sight. Water follows her jumping hands, pulling the blood off like ripping curtains, frantically searching for wounds to freeze them shut and stop the bleeding—

And.

It's.

Not.

Rin's.

It hits her like running into a brick wall, mind numbly registering the blow even as her skeleton rattles around in her body and scrambles for coherence. She feels ready to be sick, despite the lack of actual concussion.

"Fuck's sake—" Sasume hisses, squeezing the gathered up blood into a chunk of ice and tossing it aside. Her hands are shaking out of their skin, despite how unnerving steady they seem to hold themselves. "Maybe open up with you not being hurt first, next time—"

Hypocrite, a part of her thinks. Except she doesn't walk in covered in blood, makes sure to let people know she's not hurt— Well, at least she patches and cleans herself up first before she can bleed all over Cyrillo's floors—

(Wait. Fuck. Could he smell her injuries even when she hides them, or—?)

She steps back, rattling, yanking harshly at the back of her own hair. Answers first, then Sasume can run off to be sick and compose herself. Still, her gaze is fierce— wild, even if she doubts there's anything left to do.

"What. Happened?"