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HOUSE #1470
mayo ✧ little shit ✧ loving daughter







 "You've reached Carol Danvers, aka Captain Marvel. I'm not here, leave a message!

If it's urgent... uh. Leave it urgently."


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Re: action

[badbreak]

[claws left only to himself again, Badou sheathes them into the palms of his hands (only feeling the sting in one)]

[forced to remember he is a person, he begins to cagily come back to himself. the assembly from wounded animal to wounded boy-animal again is painfully, terribly obvious; it starts at his spine, which forces itself to unclench out of that ridged hunch, straightening up. the shift travels along up his neck, which brings his face forward instead of snarling to the side, forcing him to use his vision and acknowledge that this moment is being shared (and all the shame and anger that brings). his mouth and eye are the most trouble (windows to the hungry soul and hungrier gut respectively), but bitten, thin lips eventually tighten and conceal (not lose) that open, angry, canine tilt to them. a few blinks, and his eye becomes sharper, focusing itself forcibly on individual shards lining the floor, on Carol's feet, up her legs]