#// DJKVBSDBSVJK IT'S SO SWEET BUT EVERY TIME TSUKASA SUFFERS

[starwonderz]

jump, sender jumps onto receiver's back. from emu hehe

Tsukasa should've known better than to drop his guard when he was alone. Even without the presence of his unpredictable troupe, it was only a matter of time before their chaos found its way back to him. And this chaos, often times, came in the form of a hyperenergetic pink - haired gymnast full of parocosms and odd expressions he couldn't translate. Simply because he wasn't at work didn't mean she couldn't make an appearance at any time without warning.

But, it was a rule of thumb Tsukasa had forgotten. He had felt too safe in his time spent running errands -- first to the grocery store, then the pharmacy, and now to check in on the art store for supplies. At no point had he designs for meeting his troupe, let alone Emu. However, he should've known from experience that a lack of design didn't preclude the chance from happening anyway -- and he was forcibly reminded of that reality when a high shrill and a hard impact came from behind.

" GWAH -- ! " Tsukasa barely corrected himself from toppling over, balancing on a single leg and waving his arms around wildly for control. The collar of his shirt choked at his neck, not enough to restrict his breathing but enough to feel the cut in his airways. He righted himself from the frenzy, grabbing on to Emu's legs. However, that didn't seem to dissipate the discomfort now reaching into his neck.

" LET . . . GO . . . EMU . . . " He choked out, trying to move her hands, " YOU'RE PULLING . . . MY COLLAR . . . AGH! " 

where did she even come from?!

By the time he even registered her voice, he was already getting blindsided by the force of her body up against his back. Maybe if he had been paying more attention, he might've reacted more accordingly.

" HARD . . . TO BREATHE . . . "

actions speak louder than words / @entomic