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Chapter One. existence
“ Ren- I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to- I- ” Martyn started to say panicked , before he cut them off with a punch to my face.
“ I told you to kill him! I asked you to do ONE thing, and you failed !” Ren barked, glancing at the blood on his fist .
Martyn winced as he felt their lip split , carefully putting a hand up to try and stem the bleeding “ S-sorry , my leige-”
"/SORRY/ won´t *cut it* , /Martyn/-!" Ren barked , like the name was poison on his tongue.
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“It’s not *that* bad , is…. it?” Martyn mumbled to themself as he carefully glued the slit in his lip , in an attempt to make it look somewhat presentable , after all the “fresh out of a fight” look wasn't a good one for a General- Let alone for the right hand man of the king.
“Marty-?” A slightly warm voice said from the doorway , a hint- MORE then a hint of concern
Of course now that he was distracted , they somehow and quite embarrassingly superglued their fingers together
The voice let out a quiet , dry laugh “You nitwit- Let me help you-”
“Hm?” He said , lowering his bonded finger away from the mess that currently was his lip
And there he was… in all his feathered brilliance , the fallen canary in the coal mines too soon , the wilted poppy still standing strong , there was Jimmy.
“What happened Martyn-” The canary said , switching back to his uneasy demeanor
A moment of silence then a response, Martyn attempting to un-glue his fingers while talking “What do you think-”
Jimmy circled around Martyn , tail dragging on the cold tile floor of Martyn’s bathroom
“I think…You need a hug-”
“And I think you should leave-” They blurted , tail swaying as he walked closer to Jimmy
“ Absolutely not, Martyn- You obviously can’t take care for yourself- Your freaking fingers are glued together!”
“No they aren't-!!” He insisted , all the while struggling to get them apart
The canary just sighed “ Just let me help with your lip…it looks bad…”