[ love of my life. either he really didn't know what it was, or he was feigning out of sheer embarrassment. oh, the possibilities! tendou stretches his limbs, fingers, gives himself a little prep before he inhales sharp, waits just right for the cave people to turn the corner with a torch ablaze in hand—
and makes his hand literally, and dramatically, slip with a little spin. sike. ]
Whoopsie. [ tiny little eyes and a somewhat smirk says that he's enjoying the fake out. that's for calling him weird. tendou just wants to see the look of panic on his face, bask in it, eat it up— then a lot let dramatically, cuts the rope loose with a single curl of his claws at just the right angle. the campers see it, yell, and bolt for their now uncaptive witch— ]
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and makes his hand literally, and dramatically, slip with a little spin. sike. ]
Whoopsie. [ tiny little eyes and a somewhat smirk says that he's enjoying the fake out. that's for calling him weird. tendou just wants to see the look of panic on his face, bask in it, eat it up— then a lot let dramatically, cuts the rope loose with a single curl of his claws at just the right angle. the campers see it, yell, and bolt for their now uncaptive witch— ]
Maybe its best to book it, hm?