Geto squares his shoulders, face creasing into a look of outright determination. Then he goes for the one Gojo had just pointed out. The claw clasps the leg easily, pulling it up by the grip and taking it an inch or two closer to the exit. It falls just short, a grumpy, childish noise dragged from the curse user's mouth. )
I've got it.
( Cinnamoroll, you piece of shit. He has a man to impress.
But he takes another coin, slots it in, leans against the console and goes for the same toy. This time the claw seizes around the body, lifting more solidly. The tension in Geto's arms vibrates a little. And then - it tumbles out, a wild grin spreading on his face as he ducks to retrieve it, boyishly holding it out to Gojo with an air of rampant victory. )
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Geto squares his shoulders, face creasing into a look of outright determination. Then he goes for the one Gojo had just pointed out. The claw clasps the leg easily, pulling it up by the grip and taking it an inch or two closer to the exit. It falls just short, a grumpy, childish noise dragged from the curse user's mouth. )
I've got it.
( Cinnamoroll, you piece of shit. He has a man to impress.
But he takes another coin, slots it in, leans against the console and goes for the same toy. This time the claw seizes around the body, lifting more solidly. The tension in Geto's arms vibrates a little. And then - it tumbles out, a wild grin spreading on his face as he ducks to retrieve it, boyishly holding it out to Gojo with an air of rampant victory. )
For you, Satoru.