#WHATXYOUXHATE

[madexinxheaven]

@whoxyouxhate​ said:  ❛ hand . hold out a hand for my muse to take .

Blink. Blink. Blink. Aerith’s gaze affixed itself to Ch’en’s hand, outstretched toward her. Brow knitted. “Uhmm...” HARD SWALLOW before gaze swiped back up Ch’en’s LITHE body to meet DECEPTIVELY VIBRANT eyes. “Why?” Glance around, taking in surrounding. Perhaps the WHY had something to do with the conference of media and big-wigs surrounding them? Was Ch’en keeping her close to keep her SAFE? Was that also why they’d given her a complete makeover for the event? To FIT IN? Why couldn’t she just go back to the slums? Where it was FAMILIAR. “You know I’m Infected, right? They know?” What was Lungmen’s play? How much they did they know of Aerith’s past? Of her POWERS? Would she be DEAD ALREADY if not for her resonance with Originium? “I don’t have much choice but to play along, do I?” Wry smile as she took the Lung’s hand, counting seconds and keeping wits about her; Waiting out Ch’en’s NEXT MOVE.