Sᴋᴇʟᴛᴇʀ Hᴇʟᴛᴇʀ

"𝕊𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕓𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕘𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖, 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕠𝕣." ✖️- Independent AU portrayal of Skelter Helter ✖️- Descriptive and Literate ✖️- NSFW themes ✖️- None of the art is mine. #NMHRP #MVRP More info below!

A few blinks come from the crimson eyed assassin, placing his palm over his eyes and shaking his head. "ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀ sᴛɪғғ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ sᴇᴇɪɴ' ᴛʜᴀᴛ.." He says aloud, more to himself than anyone else.

"Who says I'm still breathing? I could be a ghost from beyond the grave due to my sheer hatred of you." His tone carried whisps of whimsy during his last sentence, clearly leaning into how ridiculous that whole idea was.

((✖️: Nah, I don't feel bad in the slightest, just bewildered it took me this long to actually notice🤣

((✖️: My brain is truly on AOL dial-up mode sometimes, I swear 💀💀

((✖️: WAIT A MINUTE, HOW DID I JUST REALIZE THAT @BlakkDandelion ALSO IS THE SETSUKA I'VE BEEN TALKING TO FOREVER my mind is just blown

"The snow has a..much different context considering what happened with Travis those years ago." He felt over the deep, stitched scar across his neck, memories flashing back to the white hot rage he felt towards his enemy, and how the building's roof ran red with his own blood.

"Snow is..fleeting and beautiful, but it also is deadly, as my first bout with Travis, was on a night where it had finally snowed in Santa Destroy in over 100 years." Vincent looked up with an almost melancholic expression. Both he and Travis had both changed after that night.

"Heh, what exactly piques your interest, Setsuka?" He'd ask with a small chuckle, unsheathing his beam Katana, the three green blades of energy shimmering as he laid it out before her, it humming softly.