*Once Kalluto had pocketed the stone, he watched as the shadowboards turned. He looked at what was on offer, then at Killua's face of abject disappointment, and then his begrudging admission, probably pleased that it just wasn't pink, and Kalluto laughed, keeping it mostly behind his hand until the outfit magically and instantly appeared on Killua.
When he'd composed himself, Kalluto stepped to the front of Killua, now standing between him and the new suite of accessories. A finger traced down Killua's chest, stopping with the edge of his fingernail tucked barely at the waistband behind an instance of the lettering.*
I guess you really are Ken. Do you think the airship picked a name for me, too?
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Date: 2023-10-11 05:35 am (UTC)When he'd composed himself, Kalluto stepped to the front of Killua, now standing between him and the new suite of accessories. A finger traced down Killua's chest, stopping with the edge of his fingernail tucked barely at the waistband behind an instance of the lettering.*
I guess you really are Ken. Do you think the airship picked a name for me, too?