| on opportunities and lives left behind. (squalo; klaus)

[wingshapes]

a story about people whose bite just gets worse the older they get.

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[sharkfoodbound]

Squalo smiled, showing some teeth - still careful, like some of the learned restraint lingered in him. Like there was a sense of someone's disapproval that still hung over his head. But there was a spark in his eyes, the only warning as the boy lunged forward, driving the point of his sword toward his opponent's torso. No word, no warning.

[originalcruelty]

A little restraint was okay, too much and it dulled the abilities. Of course, Klaus pivoted with a smooth motion not turning just angling his form out of the way. His own blade came up easily as if an extension of his arm.

It met Squalo's, a flick of his wrist twisted the blade to attempt and push the boy back and give him room to come in again.

[sharkfoodbound]

Squalo fought the direction, trying to hold against the pressure for a few moments, but then flowing into place a step behind.

Another step back and sideways and he came back in, quick as a snake, aiming a slash at Klaus's arm.