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Somewhere, Minerva Orland is laughing at him~

And right here, Ezra is frowning.Frowning p hard rn tbh.

“I’m the violence in the pouring rain.”

✠┊accepting.

He stood, body stilled as if cut from stone. His thumb idly tracing the hilt of his sword, the only movement issued. Time had passed, and he remembered. Two years without it, and yet it was his again; his past.

     ❝ I remember.        You need not convince me; I believe you.        I felt it with each strike, the power that         drove the Lady of Sabertooth.

        The events that followed aside,        I do not think you weak. A victory over        a strong opponent does not make me ULTIMATE        any more than it makes you, who stood as formidable        before me, WEAK. You are not. To underestimate         you would be a fool’s decision, and I am not one. 

        That power, more so the the desire to         manipulate it, I understand it.        You and I, we’re not as different as you        might wish to believe. A fine line, indeed. ❞

“God damn right, you should be scared of me.”

✠┊accepting.

A tug at his lips. Not a smile, rarely that, but perhaps a hint of one. Evidence that the Titan of Fairy Tail did indeed feel; emotions did in fact churn beneath hardened skin.

     ❝ Pierce through the layers, cut me down,        what you will find will not be fear, Minerva. 

        If you promise death, know that I’ve long since        parted with my fear of it. ❞