#ezreal seconds before this: why do i hear a terror radius

[asundering]

the popstar princess gets startled: Dead in her tracks. Like a deer caught in headlights. Her eyes go wide, a trembling hand holding onto the hem of her skirt. The other releases her purse as it falls with a soft 'thud' on the ground. Terrified she looks the other over a few times. Tears start welling up in her eyes. "S-SCARY DRUG DEALER!" She bellows out as she ducks down, arms covering her head. "PLEASE DON'T HURT ME MISTER CRIMINAL!!" @dolls-runeterran-dollhouse

Even without being drenched in running makeup, Kayn knew their visage could be intimidating to meeker people. Because that's exactly how they liked it. They didn't have time for anyone who couldn't handle something a little out of the ordinary, unafraid to stand out from the crowd. But scaring the populace while stomping around in their boots hadn't been a goal today, it hardly even crossed their mind as they finished their errands through the mall. Having gathered dinner and snack supplies for tonight's session, Kayn was badgering their bandmate with a flurry of annoying messages as the other shoppers were sure to keep out of their way. So when a body in their peripheral vision comes to a standstill, it draws their eyes up from their screen. And then her squealing halts their march entirely.

Her reaction to - what, just the sight of them? - is something to behold, brows raised and lips pulled into a grimace. But worst of all is her false declaration; they really don't need to be accused of being a dealer or a criminal. Did this happen to everyone she ran into with a bit of ink? Wearing some dark clothes? Kayn could have easily passed this dramatic scene with a roll of their eyes. But that incorrect nickname gets teeth grinding together, and threatens to ruin their good mood. With a daring step forward, Kayn leans over her, dark locks and leather framing their patronising response, "... Oh no, a cutesy, chronically online trend-chaser. Please don't record me! The hell's your problem?" Dropping the imitation with a biting conclusion, their posture straightens. Scowling down at the pathetic display, they cant their head and give her a final warning,

"Pick yourself up and piss off."