The Black Knight

RP blog for Kagura Mutsuki from Blazblue. Affiliated with the MFRP Citta-Alvaere. Message me if you're not from Citta and still wishes to RP before you follow!

[bigblacksword]

Lord Kagura. Stop flirting with women and come eat your dinner. - Totally not your wonderful and amazing secretary.

“Aww come on, don’t be so stingy. Can’t I do both? It’s the holidays after all~”

[bigblacksword]

bubblegumfist:

@bigblacksword

Was that a sword? No way, that was huge! He had to be something other than human if he was carrying that like it was nothing. She felt a tingle of excitement at an obvious hint of strength, was it just normal metal? How fast could he move? Only one way to find out. 

“Hey! Man with the giant sword! Wait up a se-”

Her voice was temporarily drowned out by the screech of tyres as a large vehicle hurtled around the corner. It bounced slightly as it’s back wheels hit the curb and then it was gone. Phew, that was close. 

“Oh.” Not close enough, it seemed.

A steel rod, scaffolding or some other construction material, had speared her just below the very centre of her chest. 

“Uh. I’m all right. Probably. Can you give me a hand with this?”

A few years in a place like this and you start getting used to all kind of weird shit. The pink honey with the rocking body and black, exciting eyes was a first however. Of course such shapely display of shape could not be ignored lightly. However as the sight and data collection was reaching its end a sudden event and certain death was going to be imminent.

The visceral scene caught the Kagura by surprise. Eyes wide as the metal pierced her very supple form.

Well luckily whatever the pink siren was made out of this did not seem to bother her more than gum stuck to a shoe. This calmed the Kagura down instantly and kept his cool.

Walking over with a boisterous swagger as he beckoned to her call, left hand holding the wide blade tapping against his back as his grandiose cape swept coolly in the light breeze.

“Sure thing babe, it would be unlike a gentleman to leave a lady alone with such a troublesome situation.”

He pulled his sword around and slammed it firmly into the pavement, cracking it and cementing the blade two inches down single-handily. Impressive given the sword itself has a completely flat tip. Unlike his own.

“Haha, a damn shame though. When I imagined you getting skewered it wasn’t taking place on the streets or right through your belly.”

Getting up close and personal with the bombshell his bandaged wrapped, rugged hand takes a firm grip around the steel shaft. Drumming his fingers on it as he considers what to do with it.

Kagura looked down into her eyes with a sly expression, clearly showing his bedroom eyes and confident smirk.

“So... How do you want it done? Slow and steady or fast and rough?”

[bigblacksword]

lxmento:

It had been shaping up to be a relatively normal day, at least as far as “normal” could go in this strange city, but Konoe was actually in a decent mood for a change.  Comments about his ears and tail were starting to dwindle a little, as if it had become normal to see someone with cat ears–odd that Konoe found himself thinking that it was weird in any way to be, well, himself–and he was starting to get a better feel for parts of the city.

Unfortunately, he didn’t expect to be roughly ambushed in broad daylight, captured and roughhoused as he was unceremoniously dumped into an alley.  His thoughts wandered back to the first day he’d been in Ransen, when he’d gotten distracted by the Poet’s song and dragged off to an alley.  However, said thoughts stopped shortly after that when it dawned on him that something was wrong with his body, beyond just his curse.

He hadn’t noticed it before, but…his reflexes were more sluggish than he remembered.  He should have been able to easily slip free, putting distance between himself and the thugs with his claws and feet, but his body moved much less nimbly than he’d ever been.  Was he drugged?  No, that couldn’t be the case, he hadn’t ingested anything other than what food he found in his home.

Regardless, he was now being eyed like prey by a stranger and his many lackeys.  Amber eyes scanned across the group–he could recognize the leader easily enough.  One on one he might be able to slip past, but that leader looked to be an entirely different case–that sword certainly didn’t look light, so Konoe could feel right away that he’d be overpowered if he were to fight.

His eyes narrowed coldly, his tail lashing angrily as he regarded them with a growl rumbling in his throat.  What was this guy talking about?  Was he looking for some sort of information?  Konoe had never seen this man before in his life…!

🐾 「 Do you make a habit of roughing up everyone you meet? 」

He spat the words with clear venom in his tone, displeasure more than obvious in his tone and his stance.

🐾 「 I don’t know who the hell you are or why you kidnapped me off the streets.  Whoever you’re looking for, it’s not me. 」

Kagura, the raven haired man, cocked an eyebrow and pulled out the wanted poster scrolled up inside his loose vest.

Rolling it up and giving a few comparison looking up and down from the poster, his eyebrows turned into a furrow as he smacked the back of the head on one of his goons.

“You idiots, this is the wrong guy! Can’t you see the difference? His left ear isn’t even clipped. Sight, why do I even apply manpower from these parts of the city?

You two, get that man free we don’t abduct innocents.”

Grimacing at the mishap of his underlings, rubbing his temples with both hands from the surge of embarrassment. His purple eyes opening up and looked at his wrongly accused captive.

“Listen man, terribly sorry about it. The boys were meant to get this one street gang leader when he was alone.” He leered over at the four guys. “Not clobber random pedestrians...” But between apologies, Kagura started to light up a light bulb in his head. Stroking his chin as he looked at this beastman. 

“But you know, something good might come outta this. You could help us catch this person! We’ll even share the bounty 30/70, interested?”

[bigblacksword]

lxmento

“Well, well, well. Looks like the cat’s outta the bag.”

A quite muscular man, but not to the point of looking like a gene manipulated bull, and his team of henchmen had gotten quite a good snatch. A highly wanted bounty was spotted in the middle of the broad daylight and through a swift “bag and drop” ambush, Kagura and his goons had captured and dumped the target deep in the maze like alley underworld. 

A massive sword, well, rectangular slab of metal, was dug into the ground next to the black haired man with the exposed, chiseled chest. The cracks around it on the ground hinted it was shoved there with some quite brute force.

Kagura snapped his fingers to alert their prisoner. “Now, do you want to make yourself a favor and spill the beans now or do me and my guys have to get nasty?”

[bigblacksword]

anghexescu

How did someone as great as Kagura get in such an awful situation like this? He looked down, jingling the blue glowing cuffs linking his wrists uncomfortably together.

Where was he? In some sterilized, white cell with bars over the one window (which made him certain it was some point during the night right now) and one wall that led to a small hall.

Sitting on one of the two beds, all he could do now was to shrug.

At least he wasn’t alone in the cell, there was another fella sharing this tiny place with him.

“Oi, kiddo. Any idea what the hell is going on?”

[bigblacksword]

pureheartedmiracle

It was quite late into the evening, or was it night already? The black knight Kagura wasn’t all too sure as he walked by the sidewalk, well it was more of half-limping than his usual shoulder rocking swagger style.

A hand kept in place pressing against a spot below his ribcage, hidden underneath that massive jacket of his he wears as a cape. The man was currently on his way to a tiny clinic, having business with a friend there that he made here in Citta.

But that plan came to a halt as in the corner of his eye he caught three legendary measurements, that combined with the cute ponytail could only be one person in his mind, one he was quite fond of to boot!

Straightening up, pulling out his pocket cologne from a pocket inside the jacket, he gave both sides of his neck a quick spray before walking across the road to catch up with the woman, in quite the stylish swagger.

Despite flinching at the first few steps, he quickly got accustom to the pain and what kind of tilt he has to do with his torso to avoid it. 

And he finally caught up with her, albeit in a briskly walking manner.

“Hey, hey! Why if it isn’t the ray of sunshine Celica! Never thought I’d see your healing beauty around these parts. Are you by yourself? How about dinner?”

[bigblacksword]

kuyuzhishi

In an establishment working as a host club, a very handsome, intelligent and amazing man was sitting by himself at one of the round tables by his lonesome. We could stay here for a week just describing his sharp purple eyes or the immaculate care that has been put into his twin splitting eyebrows. His herculean build and well styled hair.

But even if he would tell all that from his deep, confident voice. The raven haired man would consider it all a waste compared to the beauty that appeared the moment he put down the menu from hiding his face. Before him stood someone working at the a place, a beauty few could rival. Our man, Kagura, was powerless from doing anything else but go from a momentary surprised look into a coy smile.

Surely, this was nothing short of fate. What else could have tailored a meeting like this?

An elbow placed on the table, he rested his well featured chin against the palm of his hand while gazing up to the delight for sight alone.

“Is this truly a host club? Or was I sent to Heaven and reunited with an angel?”

[bigblacksword]

Kicks a can

Ugh, freaking finally I can get things going on this character.

Anyways, Kagura RP ad here. Like for a starter, no limit.

Do mind ladies, if you’re uncomfortable with dealing with your character being hit on, like with caution (and don’t worry about rejecting his advances with a no or a flail he can take it).

[chamoize]

[ indulging ]

bigblacksword​

Since their rather awkward and easily-misconstrued encounter earlier that night, it was a safe bet that Nelliel had quickly adapted to having someone like Kagura as her company. It was true he held major differences from the people with which she normally conversed, and he was physically invasive on occasion. However, if there was malicious intent he’d have surely acted upon by now. At least, that’s what she preferred to think. 

In the time that had elapsed in preparation for this impromptu outing, the moon —full and pure white like a dinner plate in sky— had come entirely into their view as if intended for their eyes only. The softened light reflected on the pristine and gentle waters before them, normally a murky blue. They were seated at a wooden area, with only one or two other pairs of people around at this hour. It was convenient. Tranquil. 

"I admit you weren’t wrong about finding a place with a nice view. This is wonderful. I thank you." As much of an understatement as the word ‘wonderful’ was, she truly could enjoy being here. Having to wait for their food to be delivered to their table was cue enough for idle conversation. Knowing this, Nel would continue. "Earlier, you mentioned living with others. What was that experience like? Do you prefer being alone?" She questioned with a quizzical look, reaching over for her glass of water and taking a generous amount in. There was a bottle of wine that was open for her use, but it was obvious that she was ignoring it. "And what made you offer to do this?"

[bigblacksword]

A beautiful night and in the company with a beautiful woman, it was a given a night like this would exist in Kagura’s life, according to himself. But this was the first time in a looong time he had managed to make someone agree to go on a date with him. 

While she was enjoying the view, he was enjoying another kind of view. It came in two full and well shaped spherical forms and above them a youthful and and innocent face decorated with both markings and a motif.  The sightseeing only last for so long tho as she brought up questions about him. Shrugging, he took the cold bottle of wine and poured first her empty wine glass and then his own. Fancy places like these with two different kind of forks and what not. 

“ Oh, you know. Living in a mansion with servants and friends. It’s always more fun with company than being alone, don’t you think? “ 

Now to tackle onto her next question. One that didn’t require much thought to reply to. His eyes lighten up as he smiled widely.

“ Isn’t that obvious?  Meeting a girl while being in the nude in the middle of nowhere. She lends you her jacket and a safe way home. Looking pretty damn good to boot, surely the least I could do was to make up for all the trouble I put her through, right? “ 

[kuyuzhishi-a]

Litchi let out a short laugh at his suggestion, despite its implications. She leaned back in her seat, her hands on her lap.

"So you think me the type to try something like that? I’m a little hurt, General," she replied, smiling despite her words. "Taking advantage of an inebriated man to find out what he wants to do to make money isn’t exactly on my bucket list." Still, she found it funny that he was so reluctant to give out the information. This did nothing but increase her curiosity, and make her wonder if he was possibly doing something he shouldn’t. He wouldn’t break the law though, right…? She brushed the unpleasant thought out of her head. He wouldn’t, she was sure of it.

"I will say though, it’s been a while since I’ve had a good drink with good company…" She tilted her head down, looking above the rim of her glasses at him. "And for a while now, I’ve been wondering who I should ask to go out with me. Do you have any ideas?" She couldn’t help but tease the question.

[bigblacksword]

“ Hmmm... Someone worthy of being madam Faye-Ling’s company for a night, huh? “ He made it look like as if he was pondering over it, even thought the answer was clearly obvious. Eyes closed and tapping fingers against his arm. 

“ Why I think I know just the man... “

“ It simply must be me. “ 

He shifted his legs, folding his arms out in a shrug, unintentionally making his shirt underneath his mantle to slide down on the right side, which unintentionally exposed more of his well kept and trained torso.

“ And if I know the amazing being that is, well, me. Then I would of course accept such an invitation to a drink with such a hot woman. Heh, not even a blind man would be able to turn you down, madam Faye-Ling. 

So do I pick you up on Friday at seven? “

[makotocracy]

Sᴇɴsɪʙɪʟɪᴛʏ Lᴏsᴛ

[makotocracy]

A part of Makoto knows already, as she enters the number into her phone, that she’s likely to find nobody on the other end — or, in the rare event that she does reach her associate, she suspects he has some half-hearted excuse waiting in the wings. She now catches herself wondering why she had even bothered with him in the first place, but with as few resources as she has at her disposal, she’s almost sad to say that she’ll take whatever she can get by way of information. 

So she at least tries to get back in contact with this still-absent other, knowing that the fault would ultimately weigh upon her shoulders - and not his - if she didn’t make the effort. 

…’Try’ being the key word here, unfortunately. The phone is pressed to her ear as the dialling tone sounds, and though she is too wise to get her hopes up, she waits in earnest. Out of the corner of her eye, she spots her company in the here and now flit around her, as if trying to attract her attention despite her presently being otherwise occupied; momentarily, and only momentarily, her mouth opens as if to ask him quite what he is doing, but she gets her answer soon enough upon the screen of his own phone. 

She humours him if nothing else, leaning forwards slightly to get a better look at his text before shooting him a curious glance. He’s an awfully persistent one, this…Kagura — she’ll give him that much. Whether that’s really a good thing, however— 

❝ —Ah, hello? This is Makoto Sako. I believe you got in touch with me abou—  ❞ 

And yet, no sooner does she pick up, it seems, than the line goes dead. Perhaps she doesn’t immediately look back to her belligerently amiable company because she anticipates something along the lines of ‘told you so’.

[bigblacksword]

Nope, not a word. She wasn’t gonna get the satisfaction of being right now either. He just stood there, arms crossed and his trademark grin. Now don’t get Kagura wrong, he loved being right and rubbing it in peoples faces as much as the next person but a time and place for everything.

Right now he rather earn the beautiful lady’s favor. 

He simply drummed his fingers against his biceps. Kagura started to figure out the girl was trying her best to make do in this city, no need to be rough on her about that.

“ So.... Where we heading, chief? “

Rather than rubbing it in, he was gonna give her a shot to face with it her own way. 

[perfektionists]

She wordlessly takes the receipt, frowns at the slip of paper, and folds it into a neat square. Skeptical though she may be of this stranger, she cannot deny the usefulness of networking. This is a potentially advantageous resource.

"My name is Franziska von Karma."

Icy eyes narrow with piercing focus as she clenches the folded paper in the gloved palm of her hand.

"And as I’m sure you are aware, I do not believe that I have agreed to anything as of yet, Kagura Mutsuki."

[bigblacksword]

He smiled as her cold nature froze his heart and soul over. But more the reward when his hot fires melts the iceberg that is her personality. But such prestigious name thought, was she a noble per chance? There was some kind of irony here about her family name being Karma that he couldn’t grasp but knew was there.

He let out a chuckle and shrugged, both arms wide out.

“ It will be good fun for both of us, Lady Karma. How do you meet a man who dares to court you anyways? “ 

He give her a wink and turned around, waving a hand high up in the air as he decided to leave her alone for now.

“ I’ll text you date and time. Don’t worry beauty, I’ll pick you up at your place. “

[sekaigakasanaru]

"Do I really? Sounds like someone is slacking ooooooooooff~~~!" Makoto says in a sing-song voice.

"…Nah, I’m just kidding. I guess you have been working hard, getting everything straight after all the stuff that’s happened. I’ll just leave Hibiki to do the nagging." Makoto wouldn’t be surprised to hear that he’d been drunk the night before, but he was drunk a lot of the time. Take his tequila away from him, and… who knew how he’d react? Makoto almost wants to try it to see what would happen, but there were dangerous waters in which even she wouldn’t tread.

"……..Now that I think about it, not once have I ever seen you mess with Kokonoe. I better go ask her for her secret sometime."

[bigblacksword]

Kagura let out a nervous laughter. The idea of a Kokonoe the Second was not one that suited well with the general. Better play it off and put Makoto’s mind into another track instead. Hopefully he knew just what to say.

“ Hahah~ Trust me Makoto-chan, the secret is all in her barely existent tit area. I’m afraid that’s a feat you cannot achieve. “ 

He then nodded briskly, agreeing with her theory of why he have been busy.

“ That’s right! Do you know how much paper work there is with the whole Azrael thing? So much, so, so much work~ I deserve a good shoulder massage for all this effort.

Surely you could spare one, my pretty lady? “ 

[sanguinetactics]

     Well, the man was at least understanding enough to oblige to Morgan’s wishes. He would give off a light smile and honestly, even his words reassured that he would do well. Following suit with his stance as to laying down on his back would he reach up and grab the bars. He seemed to have to lift it up first and while he did so, the weight was rather surprising as he found himself holding it up for a few seconds. 

" A-Alright.. p-please make sure I.. don’t hurt myself..! " With as much strength as he could would he remember how this man slowly lowered the bar onto himself without actually doing so, Morgan bending his arms. The bar was just above his chest as he struggled to push it back up, doing so.. rather slowly. 

" How.. How am I.. how am I doing.. so.. far..? " 

[bigblacksword]

Silently judging the situation above him, he watched the kid struggling with his weights. So much for that sword practice. What was he, some kind of fencer? 

“ Well I mean, I’ve seen worse. Look, you’re pushing it at least! Try give me umm... Five. We’ll set this weight as your challenge weight for the future. “ There was something nostalgic looking at the kid struggle like this. Not too different from Kagura himself when he started doing this kind of exercise. 

“ Come on Blueberry, you got it in ya! You almost got one done! “

[ilektrikos]

    — [ϟ] — ❝Gods, you’re annoying. In five years, I’ll be the same age, and even if I weren’t, I wouldn’t be interested. What makes you think I would?❞

Men are honestly baffling. Thalia never ceases to be amazed at how they can all be the same: arrogant, egocentric, self-serving, pompous. Any qualms she’s ever had about joining the hunters of Artemis, and ridding herself of men altogether, have since officially been stomped down.

❝Let me give you some advice, dude: If you go around assuming every girl in the world wants your nuts, you’re going to make people think you’re an asshole. Honestly? You come off as kind of an asshole to me. I get the feeling you’re not a terrible person, though, so…just…consider changing the way you talk to girls. You’re not some great prize to be won, even if you are moderately attractive and apparently good at some stuff.❞

❝Also, y’know.❞ Thalia rises from where she’s sitting, cracks her neck. ❝I’ve taken down drakons with a lot less than what you’re packing. If you need something big and obnoxious to take down a simple enemy…maybe you need to reconsider your skills.❞

[bigblacksword]

Kagura endured the lecture from the kid. It’s not like he was gonna get offended by the opinion of one child. Waiting for her to finish her cute little rant while he seemed unfazed by the ordeal. This discussion was nothing new for him. As much as most people probably wished it was. 

“ Yeah, it’s almost as if people from different places have different abilities and needs different tools for the stuff they’re doing. Crazy isn’t it? “ 

Completely ignoring the lecture she was giving him on how to act in front of girls, the thick ego of Kagura’s was hard to get through. But if she was gonna look down on him like this, perhaps she could use a demonstration. Resting against his sword still dug into the ground.

“ Well princess, if you really think this thing is so useless why don’t put up a show? You’re small enough for this weapon to be useless against, right?  Of course, I won’t hold it against you for getting cold feet. The Black Knight is a humble man. “

Also what was on about being the same age in five years? Was she delusional? Well whatever, she was weird enough as it was. 

[bigblacksword]

i need to know what text post everyone is so concerned about. i mean i know its about a dick with piercings by mass text but wheres the original post what tag is it on?

“ Trust me man, another guy’s junk is at the bottom on the list of stuff I care about. “

[temptxes-blog]

bigblacksword

[temptxes-blog]

Yawn~ stretch, crack. Nothing like sleeping on a pile of bricks to catch a good night’s rest.

Ahri, being a resident of the wondrous district Epsilon, knew no finer joy than finding a nice- well, ‘anything’ to sleep on. It’s no fluffy bed, or a lush green forest, but it does the trick. Being a fox and all, she’s used to this stuff. The stiff back and cold surface was something she had grown to ignore.

But while this was all part of the usual routine with her new life here in this bizarre city, there was one thing - something different - that truly stood out this morning. Like sunlight that cut though even the thickest of shade, the individual in her hazy morning view drew upon all her attention.

It would be the one thing this morning she could never ignore… not that she’d want to~

"Hello~" she purrs, sitting herself straight up, taking the time to draw his attention - he has hers, it’s only fair. “To whom do I owe such a lovely visit this morning? Consider me quite honored~.”

[bigblacksword]

Things haven’t been.... Going perfectly smoothly for the raven dark haired man. Business plans gone down the drain, unwarranted attraction from some others... The list went on.  These were reasons for him to hit a bar the night before. And by the looks of it, he now found himself in one of the more run down places of the country sized hive city.

But much what is a few drops of rain compared to the sunlight that comes afterwards? Upon his adventures trying to find the quickest way home he stumbled over someone rather peculiar. They were quite alluring actually, a physique worthy of a deity, clear white tails as fluffy and well kept they might as well been handled by servants.

However, his gazing seemed to have attracted the beastkin’s attention. But there were no threats about getting mauled or verbal abuse to be had. Quite the rare moment for Kagura nowadays. 

“ That would be Kagura, beauty. Head of the- Ah, never mind that, such things have no value in this place. “ 

Sure, at back home he was both a General and the head of one of the most powerful families. But here? Such superfluous titles carried no weight.

He took a seat on top of one of the garbage cans, laying his sword to rest against the wall and crossing his arms over his exposed, well chiseled chest.

“ My apologies if my sharp stare woke you up. It was hard not to look on such an attractive woman being in a place like... this.  You reminded me of a girl back home, tho she didn’t have that many tails herself. Thank you for the pleasant memories you brought back. “