#everything for it is written except the Content. bc i'm chickenshit

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“You’re not trying to stop me” w/ zero? And whoever else you want :3

Mischievious Prompts [Still Open]

“Hm. How curious.”

Zero tilted her head to the left, her eyes drifting up and down from the Viera woman’s face – contorted with a grin as she hiccuped back giggles, flushed brightly and trying to use her hair to hide her features with little success – to where her own hands rested on her victim’s sides. The claws built into her gauntlets seemed to be able to tease through the padding on Nafru’s coat with ease, digging in just enough to get her to jerk and splutter.

Yet, even so – even though the Warrior of Light was certainly stronger than her, and definitely taller, and entirely able to shove her away if she so wished – she simply threw her back against the wall and squirmed in place, resting her arms against her chest with her hands balled into fists, trembling from the tension.

And, of course, Zero wasn’t dumb. She was also growing quite fond of teasing the mortals of the Source while they assumed it was simply blunt observation and naivety. (No, she wasn’t that clueless anymore, but it was infinitely more humorous to her if they continued to think that way.) So she paused, lightening her grasp to let Nafru recover her breath, slowly opening her eyes with a confused, nervous glimmer within.

“Hah… Haah, what?”

“You’re entirely capable of protecting yourself, yet… You’re not trying to stop me.”

The way Nafru’s face burned ever-brighter made her pause well worth it, and she very nearly cracked a smile when the Viera began to stutter, her ears flagging.

“Oh, well, that’s – I mean, that is to say I – it’s – thahaHAHAAA –”

Neither woman was quite sure if it was a mercy or a cruelty that Zero chose that moment to dig back in a little more voraciously, making Nafru jump and devolve into a far more panicked flood of laughter as she crumpled down the wall ever-so-slightly. This time, Zero did let a small smile slip upon her face, tilting her head to the right as she admired her handiwork.

“... It wasn’t a question. Just an observation.”