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[prince_ofhearts]

[[Mytho collapses on the bridge over the lake, clutching his heart, his expression twisted in pain.]]

...I won't let...

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[quacked_out]

[ Ahiru's hands fly to her mouth as soon as she sees him, barely preventing a quack from filtering in between them as she rushes over and kneels down beside him on the bridge.

She didn't know if this was the Mytho she knew or not, but he was clearly in pain! ]

Mytho! Are you all right!?

Go to bed, Missy~!

[prince_ofhearts]

[[Mytho shudders, as if unable to hear Ahiru's voice at all.]]

S-Stop...I won't let you...

I'm goin :<

[quacked_out]

[ She hesitates for a brief moment before she reaches out to gently touch his shoulder. ]

M-Mytho...?

[prince_ofhearts]

[[And immediately at her touch, he whirls around, his eyes glowing a strange pinkish red, and a small smirk on his lips.]]

...Ahiru...

[danceabitch]

[Ahiru is taking a walk outside when she sees him on the bridge. Panicking, she rushes over, the bells in her hair jingling. She wasn't sure which Mytho this was but he was clearly in pain.]

M-Mytho?!

[prince_ofhearts]

[[He doesn't seem to hear Ahiru, and only clutches his chest, crouching down further.]]

You will not...I won't let you...

[danceabitch]

[She falls drops to her knees next to him, leaning over him and looking incredibly worried.]

Are you okay?! Did you get hurt?!

[prince_ofhearts]

[[At her voice, he slowly looks up.

...There's a smirk on his face. And a strange pinkish red tinge to his eyes.]]

...Ahiru...

Uh-oh....Ross isn't going to like this.

[itwillbetragedy]

[[Ross is out for a breath of fresh air after the whole mess with the vampire Ahiru when he sees a Mytho keel over. He reaches into his pocket to feel the paper and pen, then, reassured, strides over there.]]

Are you in need of help, my good man?

[[His grin, though, is malicious.]]

[prince_ofhearts]

[[Suddenly, Mytho slowly turns to Ross with a smirk on his face, his eyes strangely a pinkish-red.]]

...Well, you look a little familiar...

Pink eyes. Cue confusion and Ross is mistaking him for Alfred.

[itwillbetragedy]

[[Ross prickles.]]

If I tried to break off a man's fingers one by one when he was at his most vulnerable, then I'd recognize him as well. Come for another shot at my hands? Well, you fiend, they're free now. Move and I'll write you six feet under before you can blink.

[prince_ofhearts]

[[Mytho only laughs.]]

My, my, my. What in the world would I want with your hands? They've no use for me. Hearts, however....