[it's really, really weird, being the one perceived instead of being the one doing the perceiving. it's weird for a lot of reasons.
mostly, it's weird because Fearless doesn't have a real birthday— or no, he'd argue he had a real birthday, just like once upon a time he must have had a grandmother or grandfather and doesn't know them. he's an orphan, not an alien, he'd remind, he has to have a birthdate.
his birthday was chosen for a number of reasons, but mostly to write documents for someone who didn't have a legal identity.
Just use mine, Vicious had said. We'll share.
And they had. June 26, the day two absolute rejects were brought into the world— or at least a bittersweet celebration thereof.
maybe that's why Fearless squints at Cater before he smiles, like the kind of reaction someone has when they've experienced a taste they aren't immediately sure they like, scrunching up their face as it washes over them.]
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mostly, it's weird because Fearless doesn't have a real birthday— or no, he'd argue he had a real birthday, just like once upon a time he must have had a grandmother or grandfather and doesn't know them. he's an orphan, not an alien, he'd remind, he has to have a birthdate.
his birthday was chosen for a number of reasons, but mostly to write documents for someone who didn't have a legal identity.
Just use mine, Vicious had said. We'll share.
And they had. June 26, the day two absolute rejects were brought into the world— or at least a bittersweet celebration thereof.
maybe that's why Fearless squints at Cater before he smiles, like the kind of reaction someone has when they've experienced a taste they aren't immediately sure they like, scrunching up their face as it washes over them.]
Oh, fuck off.
[he shoves Cater's arm, quick and casual.]
Lucky guess.