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it felt weird being back on lifesteal in this ghostly state, not dead but clearly not alive. much like common depictions of ghosts, bacon’s skin was translucent and he had minimal energy to interact with the world. that was fine though, giving his blessing and curse would only take a few moments.
he stood in front of mapicc and ro, who were standing next to each other. mapicc looked solemn, tail swishing from side-to-side with his eyebrows furrowed as he surveyed bacon’s form. ro was looking off to the side away from bacon, his cloak hiding most of his body.
ro still appeared apprehensive around bacon after he had killed him. a small smirk made its way to bacon’s lips. ‘good,’ bacon thought, ‘as he should be.’
as much as bacon didn’t want to leave the server— didn’t want to leave mapicc — , he had no time left; zam already gave his blessing and curse, so it was time to give his own.
taking a deep breath, bacon took a few steps forward to stand in front of mapicc. mapicc watched, staring up at him; waiting. bacon slowly lifted his hands up to rest on mapicc’s shoulders, closed his eyes, and tilted his head forward to rest his forehead against mapicc’s. mapicc sighed quietly into the touch as he received the blessing. his tail found itself wrapped around bacon’s leg as it always did, a silent vow to protect him.
little did they know that it was someone on their team he needed protecting from.
bacon nearly snarled at the passing thought as he pulled himself away from mapicc.
but speaking of— ro was still standing silently beside them, observing the temporary reunion out of the corner of his eye. when bacon made eye contact with him, ro looked away.
bacon had a lot of unspoken feelings about this particular ally of theirs, most of which being negative. however, he couldn’t help but feel it more after his death. stronger, more disgusted feelings.
the action of killing him was already done, and it may have been an accident, but it didn’t change the fact that bacon was dead and ro was still alive standing at mapicc’s side.
ro shouldn’t be there— it should be bacon.
last season, ro had his chance with mapicc as a teammate and blew it within the last couple weeks. mapicc had betrayed ro, but he would’ve never betrayed bacon (and he hadn’t).
those festering thoughts ate at bacon, clawing at him from inside in an ugly, unruly manner.
As he took a tense couple of steps towards ro, bacon stared directly at him. he quickly reached up, grabbed the clasp of ro’s cloak, and yanked him down to his level. ro’s eyes were wide, looking awfully like a deer in headlights. if it weren’t for the anger bubbling within bacon, he might’ve grinned.
instead, bacon moved his other hand past his first and wrapped his hand around ro’s neck. ro sharply inhaled at the motion, but as quickly as bacon chose his curse (making sure to squeeze ro’s neck again for good measure), bacon removed his hands. he took a couple steps back and wiped his hands on his pants in distaste.
ro recovered quick, standing up straight with one of his hands immediately going to rub his own neck where he had been choked. he appeared disheveled and a bit shaken yet understanding of the action; bacon’s face twisted.
glancing over at mapicc, he noted mapicc’s body language: hunched up shoulders, biting the inside of his cheek, hands in his hoodie pockets away from his sword. he had done nothing to help, or to show that he cared that much.
good.
with his time up, bacon gave a small smile and waved to mapicc before he vanished from lifesteal.
as bacon disappeared, he just hoped mapicc would end up being the rightful victor in the end.