2 Works by Syntax
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He's trembling. His whole body is trembling, the little glowing lines on his suit flickering rapidly between orange and pink-violet as he braces himself against the alley wall. The ever-present growling noise he'd made as he chased you keeps stuttering out and starting back up again, over and over, like he's panting for breath.
Honestly, it kind of grates on you. But so long as he doesn't start chasing you again, he can make whatever noises he damn well pleases.
You've been running for hours, ever since you found yourself in this weird ass cyberpunk dystopian city.
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Jazz shot a glare at the ghost from just over the pages of her literature textbook. He was, regrettably, an absolute dreamboat; a leather-clad greaser with immaculately styled hair and visible muscles bulging under his jacket. Sharp jaw, high cheekbones, long eyelashes—he'd probably be dreamier if he didn't have a ghost's grey skin and red eyes. Or if she couldn't see the outline of the bookshelves through him. Or if she wasn't already completely fed up with him by this point in the day.
Jeepers creepers, could this guy not take a hint?