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[skiamakhia]

[So. Not so long ago, after a very odd job offer that resulted in getting paid enough not to have to worry about rent for a good while, among other things, and Myoh's poor kicks being irreparably bloodstained, certain murderhobos have trucked their asses home, to reheat and enjoy pizza there was no time for earlier.

Myoh, for one, can't really hold still, and has settled for drumming her fingers on the kitchen counter. Even a charity run gives one hell of a rush after completion, and to be honest, it's probably why she couldn't ever go legit. But at least, this time, she isn't trying to build voltron.

Yet.]

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[fellarmiger]

What can I say? Trust is valuable and uncommon, these days...

[He does stroke his hand along hers, though.]

[skiamakhia]

You've earned it plenty. Never much did like the name Betrayal...but we don't really choose our work names, right? [Bumping her forehead to his, and smiling, sweetly even. It's almost like there's a genuine moment going on here, or something.]

[fellarmiger]

How's a sweet girl like you even get a name like Leviathan anyways.

[She's just getting held close to him, then, while they share this moment.]

[skiamakhia]

Nickname from one of the guys who taught me. I might have systematically destroyed the lives of a couple of Johnsons. [She says it so casually, too, while she steals a quick, light kiss from him.]

Sure, I didn't kill 'em, but if they were alive by the time the year was up, I'd be surprised. 'M only sweet until I've got a reason not to be.