Me- Yo! Zyicho, Shinji!

Shinji- What.

Zyicho-*swats my hand away, scowling at me*

Me- You two have a dare~!

Shinji- ...People actually take interest in me?

Me- Yup! So, you have to throw a bucket of ice-cold water on Cobalt.

Shinji- What does that have to do with anything?

Zyicho-*grumbles* She hates water. With a burning passion. Almost as much as she hates me. 

Me-*Smugly* She may like you too.

Shinji-*merely raises an eyebrow at my antics and goes to get a bucket* 

Me-*calls after him, with Zyicho trailing behind the marksman* Oh! You can't run either! And you know a water-soaked Cobalt may end up in some dead bodies!

Zyicho-*Wryly* Wonderful. 

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Zyicho-*knuckles white as he jostles the handle of the bucket slightly* ...urgh.

Shinji-*snaps at him* Shut up and let's go. *eyes flick to where Cobalt is facing away from them, her head lowered as she skims through a page of her backstory I had written*

Cobalt- ...Shinzo and Shinji, eh? *blinks at the memory* Strange how a single change of one's damn mind changes your memory forever.

Zyicho-*nods to Shinji as the black-haired man lifts the bucket up before promptly dumping it over Cobalt's head*

Cobalt-*eyes turn to the level of a raging bull* WHO THE F*CK- *Whips around, a pistol in her hands as she aims*

Shinji-*disinterested, to Zyicho* *really calm for some reason* We're not allowed to run, correct? 

Zyicho-No.

Shinji-*sighs, pulling his own pistol out of his belt and placing it to Cobalt's temple* Very well.

Cobalt-*still spitting...colorful things* *stops short as the cold barrel presses against her forehead*

Shinji- Don't shoot.

Cobalt- F*ck off...*hisses*

Shinji-*lifts his shoulders in a shrug* Don't shoot me, in the very least.

Zyicho-...*glowers in his direction*

Cobalt-*the barrel of her gun hovers over to where it's pointed at Zyicho*

Shinji-*with a small smile, lifts his gun away*

Zyicho-*Curses* 

Me-*pokes head from out behind a wall, then winces* CAS! GET THE MOP, WILL YA? THE ONE FOR CLEANING BLOOD? YEAH. THANKS!