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Dismas and Murrit have been kismesis for god-knows-how-long, and still, recently Murrit had been becoming distant, perhaps because of the current situation they got in, the game that had become a burden to each of their soul circle. Murrit had not texted or bugged Dismas for a great deal of time.
Dismas tried to keep many things off his mind, as in his land, the Land of Labyrinth and Surge, he just kept fighting, getting resources and such. While Murrit would probably just go on with her bullshit with that big cocky smirk of theirs, that would piss Dismas off every time he saw it.
Murrit had brought upon themselves the decision to “reconnect” with Dismas, in this case just messaging him, and rambling to him about incoherent things as always, slang, references which are torturous to understand. Dismas was not in the mood for Murrit’s BS or whatsoever.
But as always, he ended up listening anyway. He does all the time, why? He wouldn’t have a proper answer either for that question, for sure.
Murrit would’ve called Dismas for many possible reasons, things that could be said to be an idiotic prank of his, maybe a serious situation that should be treated carefully, yet labeled as stupid or as a plain joke, making Dismas likely to yell at them for such ignorance.
But after all is said and done, Murrit wanted Dismas there because it was “>([prtty urgent if u ask me]”, through just a simple message.
Murrit did genuinely want to see Dismas again, they missed him, his presence, and how even as she feels her pride and ego rise when antagonizing him, she just adores seeing him overall, the only way she wouldn’t want to, is when he was in genuine danger, like when she would look upon her cameras, seeing him risking his life because of his lusus, and they’d grip their glasses, observing and without any knowledge, pleading, or praying to whatever god there is, if there even is one, for his survival.
When Dismas had managed to arrive at Murrit's location, he found them alchemizing new shades to keep that aesthetic, maybe to hide emotions from their eyes? Maybe, or just not that. Dismas doesn’t know that much of Murrit, only is aware that Murrit is very likely to have a facade or mask, that there’s probably more layers to them to what he would expect, of course, he can’t possess that knowledge because if Dismas ever got close to doing so, Murrit would get upset, probably leaning into straight up anger, that smug face crumbling off.
Dismas would like to know what’s behind that disgusting smirk, but this is not the exact situation he’s looking for, which is very likely to end with an argument, or violence.
Once Murrit could probably feel Dismas around, or just, the intensity of his thought, they turned around, and smirked! Obviously!
>[(ayy diz, baeee how u doin, 10/10 condition ngl u good buoy]
Dismas pinched the bridge of his nose.
Murrit, wh/\t’s your de/\l. Why did you e\/en /\sk me to come o\/er. C/\re to el/\bor/\te?//
>([we needa stay connected u get wat i mean bub + u prolly missed me lolmao]
Murrit in fact, wanted Dismas around, they missed him, and yearned for him in many ways and aspects. For a fact. They’ve been vulnerable with each other, during all the times they bonded, and in the past, when they were just kids, teens. All the times Murrit had felt pity for Dismas, when their feelings flipped from pitch to flushed. Murrit missed Dismas a lot.
Cut the cr/\p for /\ second.//
>([wdym cut da crap]
Murrit, how long has it been since we l/\st s/\w e/\chother /\nd T/\LKED NORM/\LLY. //
>([w#at do you mean]
>([it #asnt been t#at long]
MURRIT IT W/\S /\LMOST /\ MONTH SINCE WE L/\ST T/\LKED.//
huh
Murrit just stood there as Dismas gave him an official reality check, they haven’t even counted or taken notice of it all, they just believed they wouldn’t talk for some time and that’s the end to it, but turns out it was way to extended from what Murrit actually expected, and leaving Dismas feeling confused, as well. How could a thief of time forget their own aspect? Murrit was, indeed feeling concerned, their smile that had faded for a few seconds as it dawned on him returned.
>([goodbye patricia idfk i lwk forgot]
You h/\\/e to be kidding me..//
>([like, i did kinda not talk to u but its k it not a big deal]
>([u miss me]
>([dat all i gotta kno]
You’re wrong. You c/\n’t just…go on /\nd ignore me, do you e\/en know how…//
Dismas pinches the bridge of his nose, in his perspective, this seadweller was clueless and an absolute idiot, the urge to hit them hard would have come if it wasn’t for the fact that Dismas genuinely did miss them, and is a bit relieved they didn’t have their ass beaten up.
>([diz i dont mean it dat way]
Would you e\/en C/\RE if I got hurt in the w/\y here? If I died? DO YOU E\/EN C/\RE.//
Now, Murrit didn’t even want to escalate things, the only thing they had in mind at the time they texted Dismas, was that they wanted to see him again, and to know he was fine. She missed him and wanted to know he didn’t get any serious injuries or new scars, that she’d probably poke around at. It certainly shocked her to get yelled at by Dismas. Of course, not for this reason.
>([dont get mad at me dud u look chopped asl n i dont wanna fight]
Just as Murrit said this, Dismas raised his fist and punched them in the nose. Murrit stumbled, shocked. Of course, they both had beaten each other up in the past, shoves, smacks, you call it! But this one to Murrit, didn’t really feel the same as those, it felt more painful and it got them dizzy, they just stayed there sitting on the floor and thinking what genuinely went wrong.
Dismas grabs them by the collar of their shirt, pulling them up to his face.
I /\m so tired of you hiding, keeping e\/erything from me. You ne\/er keep me in the loop with your bullshit!//
Why /\m I e\/en here, why did you c/\ll me? I shouldn’t ha\/e e\/en come here to see you.//
Even if they loved seeing him pissed, found confidence and pride in antagonising half of the time, this genuinely threw them off balance.
dismas
Dismas would be surprised at this, probably because Murrit rarely stops calling people by their nicknames, always sticking to whatever they find hilarious, or believe will make one feel mocked or laughed at.
i genuinely don’t get it like
i was always like this so whats the issue now
I’m getting tired of it. Of your lies and /\ll th/\t youre hiding from me. You’re my kismesis for god’s s/\ke. Just bec/\use I h/\te you doesn’t me/\n I don’t c/\re for you. /\nd I w/\nt you to c/\re /\bout me too /\t le/\st.//
i dont like sharing my own things dismas i dont have any idea on how to do any of that bs ok
You could’\/e told me, you know? I probably don’t e\/en know h/\lf of who you /\re.//
you know me better than anyone ive ever known
I don’t e\/en know if I c/\n trust th/\t /\nymore.//
Sometimes, I feel like I don’t e\/en know who you /\re /\t /\ll.//
Murrit’s fists were curled up, tightened, their nails digging into their palms, the sensation was not enough to ground them so, they had to swallow their pride and look at Dismas in the eyes.
dismas, look, im sorry for everything alright, im a big reason on why your life got messed up, and why you had a awful lusus, idk how to put it into words but if it was possible id take it all back, i never share much abt myself bc i want people to believe thats who i am n shit
i know you probably are done with this n how i treated you because even if youre my kismesis i should have treated you as an equal n as a partner
…//
Th/\nks, I guess. E\/en if it’s pretty much too l/\te, /\t le/\st you fin/\lly s/\id something not so cryptic or /\nything.//
..would u be willin’ to give me another chance
…Snrrk. Promise it then.
yea, im willing to promise and do allat, i dont wanna lose u dis
Ok/\y, enough with th/\t.//
We got things to do. Your l/\nd is..You.
thx, ill lead the way then
Gre/\t.
The two left the area, even if they were awkward, things would get smoother in the way, and soon, they found themselves holding hands in their path, tenderly. They did bullshit together yada yada chat with friends yada yada memo and stuff.