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Let Me Introduce My Honey. Contribution by cocomi
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#happy bday kadota!!!!!!#durarara#chikadota#kyouhei kadota#kadota kyohei#chikage rokujou#not shizuoposting#jimothy's scans#rochidota#chikage x kadota#let me introduce my honey anthology#circle: outoutout#artist: cocomi
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oh, her day is NOT about to be ruined by a lumbering teddy bear of a warden. zeri snaps her slack jaw shut — eugh, her mouth tastes like plaster — and leans back, somersaulting over the balcony railing. she falls a few feet before she catches herself on another balcony, only to immediately let go again. it's less graceful than she'd like, but it gets her to the ground quick. the second her feet hit the street zeri zips off again, not bothering to look back to see whether the bear is still at her tail. she makes a sharp turn, then another, then another, almost circling back the way she came before catching herself. ‘ ugh, all these prissy piltie streets look the same !! ’
as she steadily picks up speed, the hum and crackle of electricity she emits also gets louder, stray sparks catching anything and everything. ‘ outoutout OUT OF THE WAY — ! ’
The Piltover Wardens had their work cut out for them in most cases with the Zaunites. And when it came to trying to chase down the best of them? It was like watching pebbles rushing down a stream attempting to catch the current itself. But that only made his job more of a rush.
She was out. The Wardens couldn't catch her by the end of her jacket on a good day, but he wasn't them. The shouting for somebody to stop doesn't cease with her departure, and the sounds of heavy footsteps only gets heavier with each second. Then the ground shakes, and the roof of the room she's outside of collapses down with a roar and a crash.
Covered in dust and rubble, the Warden's fur is shrouded in a haze of debris. Did he just slam himself through the roof like a wild animal? Yes. Yes he did. That was somebody else's issue, his was the runner in front of him. His backs straightens as knuckles crack, voice dripping with a blend of thrilled excitement and ferocity. ❝ I can do this all day, streetrat. ❞
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