heaven's a mindset away

you can tell how dangerous a person is by the way they hold their anger inside themselves quietly

A game of calculations and devilry amidst once-tranquil waters only conspired further – and he came along the surface, breaking over its plain with a cascade of movement as she shrieked and flailed. He inhaled rapid breaths while trying not to laugh, continuing to drag her along behind him as swells of the rushing liquid unfurled in his wake, casting undulations through bubbles and mirth. In the end he did anyway, the chuckles remaining in bursting refrain – imagining the absolute chaos any passersby would see if wandering down the same halls – though based on their shouting and screeching, maybe no one would dare.

Deimos would’ve been content to continue rambling around in the same stead, circling the pool until they either grew bored or tried something else equally ridiculous. Except there was movement, out of his control, where it shouldn’t have been, and his eyes narrowed slightly as discernment came to fruition – hair and shorts lifting.

Snorting at her antics, he rushed them along purposefully, paying no heed to the impending doom of his trunks. “You could have just asked,” he noted with the blunter edge of sarcasm over the squealing. Indifferent if he lost them or not, the Sword still wasn’t going to simply permit her a win – amplifying their speed until they were careening along –

Then releasing her, to spin out and about amidst the waves they’d created.

DEIMOS