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somber hues shift upward to the call for mizuse’s attention, flickering with light from the warmth emanating from her tone. a break. mizuse snorts, but a smile of interest blossoms across her features to paint over the petulant pout that was there before. she never gets a break. it is all of her own doing, anyway. there are ones who DESERVE a break from the constant stress of villany and turmoil than her. ❛ i don’t know … ❜ reluctance in her tone; however, her growling stomach says different. mizuse tries to muffle the sound by crossing toned arms in front of her stomach, but suzume knows the younger is always hungry. especially after training. ❛ i guess i could take a little break, ❜ another shrug of her shoulders, brushing off the sheer excitement of spending time with suzume outside of heroic ( or vigilante ) duties. ❛ as long as i’m back by my stupid curfew ! ❜
suzu hates to admit it, but it’s true. with the way kronos has ushered the twins and the serum back into secrecy, all there’s left to do is to prepare. for her, this means organizing within crux: plans of action and collecting information. for mizuse, this means increased training. both play a waiting game, unable to discern exactly when the next threat will occur—or what it will be. who knows? maybe dante will come back, and they’ll have a whole different set of problems on their hands.
“okay, so, change of plans.” suzu claps her hands. “c’mon, look at me,” she beckons, calling for mizuse’s attention with a smile and warm tone. “we take a break. and i mean it—we all need breaks. you’ll burn out if you don’t take them. we can get lunch at the place near mine, take the rest of the day off. go shopping or something. what do you think?”
