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Her eyes wandered around, curiously. Taking in details of her surrounding. She was mostly eager to learn about this mysterious woman as there were several questions running through her mind. Though there was also an instinctual struggle going within herself. Something told her not to further involve herself with this person, but she seemed intriguing at the same time.

“Thank you, but please don’t trouble yourself. I won’t be staying for long.” As usual, she did not want to cause any inconvenience for anyone, even if it was just a hospitable gesture.

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Seeing as the nun remained unaware of the goddess’ capabilites, eyes peered into hers which reflected inner dwellings of concern. She was such a sweet and kind nun. It would b e a shame if anything happened to her.... Kali smirked upon the thought entering her mind, but dismissed it as soon as she recalled hiow Hiljo had reacted the last she brought home a half living body.

“It wouldn’t be a trouble at all. Make yourself at home while I go grab those,” she hummed in sing-songy tones, and off she went to do as she had told. Once pastries and chamomile tea were made and served onto a decorative silver platter, she headed back towards the woman and laid them out for her to enjoy. Kali sat herself down across the wooden table while she poured herself a cup, then took a long, dragged out sip. “Introductions are in order now that we’re settled in. So, who are you?”

#she is being suspiciously calm...............#i have other threads of her stomping/stabbing/killing other people #esther is lucky >v>;;#ic #angyal with a shotgun

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The way this woman was scrutinizing Esther, made her feel a little edgy. Nonetheless she overcame it soon enough. Lifting her head up to meet her eyes, she took in the little details of her features. She was indeed a beautiful woman, but there was also something peculiar about her that the nun couldn’t point out immediately.

“Yes, that’s correct.” Upon hearing her queries, Esther responded with a straight face. There were several questions going on her mind concerning who she was and what she was doing there. “Thank you. Um, are you also a friend of Mr. Hiljo’s ?” She inquired as she stepped inside.

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Once she stepped inside, Kali closed the door behind and shut it softly as to not scare away the poor little nun. Inquiry responded with a chortle as she stepped in front of the other to lead her towards the living room. It wouldn’t be any fun to simply reveal herself, now would it? “You could say that.”

A hand extended towards the available seats as an offer was made, seeing as she was a guest to the owner of the cabin. “Would you like to sit as I gather a few condiments for the two of us?”

#she won't for not but u know #she could #................. for now i say #ic #angyal with a shotgun

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The young, small boned woman stood in front of the cabin’s door. Her little hand reached out and greeted the door with a knock. It had been a long while since she last visited this place. Nostalgia began to set in as she tried to recall the familiar face of the blind chachaoong, only to be met by a curious pair of unknown eyes, that stray her from her current thoughts, and into a state of confusion.

“ I want to know the same thing. Who are you?…”

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Visage took in even the tiniest of details of the woman’s appearance, down to the very finest hairs. Once vocals produced sound and lips molded them into coherent words, she successfully began a conversation with the stranger. A glimpse in her eyes allowed thoughts to be read, and it appeared the woman before her was an old friend of the blind chachaoong. In any case, she would have to invite her in, right? “How about you come inside first? You’re a friend of Hiljo’s, correct? I don’t think he would mind if you came inside while we waited for him to come back.” Kali adjusted herself to allow room for the nun to choose whether to enter or come another time. Though in all honesty, she could have easily forced her to do as she pleased.

#i'm trying my best to make her stay calm since she's hiljo's friend but tbh she could drag her inside #i mean what #>v>;;;#ic #angyal with a shotgun

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The knock of the cabin’s door indicated a visitor, however as Hiljo had been leaving for another task, he had instructed her specifically not to open the door nor allow anyone in. ..... But then again, she had never been one to idle and not cause mischief have fun. Thus, here she stood in front of the door with an ominous grin across features and shoulder leaning on the door frame while appendages folded neatly before her excessively full chest. Turquoise hues bore into the stranger’s own eyes while insight remained fully active- partial indicators of the woman’s information. “... So, who are you?”

#/quietly bows #t-thank you for following me #and i apologize head of time for whatever kali says -- ;;;;;;;#ic #angyal with a shotgun

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Maintaining a safe and respectful distance between the two of them, Kubera focused his weary eyes on the Goddess of Chaos before him. A beautiful woman, with long ebony hair, a body to die for, the bluest, most captivating eyes he had ever seen in his long life and a sensuous smile. Every normal man would have killed just to be her lover for a night.

Yet, she unnerved him. Those very blue eyes pierced into him and dug into his mind. Most would find that impossible, but with her much more powerful Insight, reading his thoughts would be an effortless task. The smile that would make the most beautiful Natural and Created Goddesses ashamed was one that could turn into a poisonous grin in a millisecond if all went her way. Despite always taking on female form, she still ensured her place as a fearsome Primeval God and lived up to her title as the embodiment of Chaos.

He swallowed unconsciously, only noticing that he had done so and was thankful for his cloak for covering the lower half of his face a spilt moment after. Effortlessly keeping up his emotionless façade, he raised his eyebrow subtly and started, “It is unusual to see you so passive as of lately. The other Gods are nervous. Nothing is good to see such a… calm atmosphere around the Goddess of Chaos herself. That is simply not what you are.” He stopped there, leaving an unasked question hanging in the space between them.

“What have you been plotting?”

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The worries of lower beings were of no concern to her, or rather they weren’t of any importance to the goddess. As out of character it may have seemed, “my priorities lie elsewhere. That’s all,” she murmured through shut eyelids for only the briefest moment before a chuckle slipped out.

Now that she was a mother, how could she care for such trivial matters of the gods? Anything that held any such importance to her was him.. Her precious masterpiece. He was everything she could have ever asked for, the perfect chess piece for this game. But no one would know, not a soul would know-- She had made sure of that.

Kali hummed to herself while she proceeded to walk towards the god until just before his chest, then digits carefully twirled several strands of straw hair. “Saddening to see you without your wonderful golden hair. I very much prefer you like that, Kubera,” the goddess mused while she took a brief moment to shut eyelids then meet with his own forever apathetic pair. Her hand slowly slid from the side of his face to his neck, the brief thought of ending his life here and now flashing before her eyes. But killing off a chess piece before the game even started wouldn’t be of any fun to her, so her index continued to drag down until whenever he would make her stop. Personally she hoped never, probably for his own good. Her sudden whims were always drastic, and would be best for the lower god to simply go along with hers. “I’ve always liked your golden hair. Especially the fact it indicates it is night. The night is such a lovely time, don’t you think?”

#here u are friend #thank goodness i had some of this written out already /wipes off sweat nervously #ic #kind of perv

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Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!

MY MUSE(S): Kali

DO I KNOW YOUR MUSE(S): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIPS? yes | no | depends on the relationship

#sadly i have no snarky tags for u gomen #ooc #artimys #asks

✔ Hiljo

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MY MUSE(S): Kali

DO I KNOW YOUR MUSE(S): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIPS? yes | no | depends on the relationship

#as u can see hiljo gets to have all the threads /throws flowers #ooc #nolongerhavemysight #anonymous #asks #Anonymous

chaosandsky replied to your post:“My, what have we here?”, a flat voice sounded...

((OOC: I guess that you could also say…..“dat EYE-con”. -sets himself on fire- ))

we must never speak of this again

#sets self on fire #ooc #kosame

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Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!

MY MUSE(S): Kali

DO I KNOW YOUR MUSE(S): yes SHEKNOWSEVERYTHINGABOUTHIM | no | a little | tell me about your muse

PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIPS? yes HELLOTHEREMASTERPIECEMAMAISHEEEEREEEE | no | depends on the relationship

#i would very much love to have lighter threads with yuta but sadly i don't think we ever could unless they're crack /sobsobsob #ooc #chaosandsky #asks

“My, what have we here?”, a flat voice sounded behind Kali, coming from an equally emotionless beige-haired God.

Vibration of surrounding air particles allowed for vocals to reach the primeval god’s ears. The monotonous tone was easy to spot quickly, and a crack in features emerged in reaction to such. ‘Twas a pleasure it was to have the chance to meet the earth god one final time before her departure. Ebony strands were flung into the air through the brushing of hair, an instantaneous swerve of the heel which faced her towards the god and turquoise hues which seemed to emanate a light capable of dragging those who stared for too long towards their own death.

“What business do you have with me, Kubera?”

#dat eye icon doe #damn i love her eyes wheezes #please forgive me for my shitty writing /bowbow #ic #kind of perv #kindofperv #kind-of-perv #asks

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Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!

MY MUSE(S): Kali

DO I KNOW YOUR MUSE(S): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIPS? yes | no | depends on the relationship

#yooooooooooooo #also they could be rivals or allies depending on the circumstances tbh?????#ooc #kind of perv #kindofperv #kind-of-perv #asks

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((OOC: I was…bored? The joke is on him because those probably belong to Asha.))

#so im gonna keep using this tag now #all according to keikaku #;masterpiece #;yuta #;family

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A quick and easy plotting guide

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Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

#uh i might as well put this on here too #ask meme

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“Not at all. Would you like me to show you how much power I have?”

No, not particularly. Of course, that adorable pride of his said otherwise. Clawed at his throat until all he could reply with that stupid, baseless smile of his.

He had no idea who this woman was. Nor did he honestly want to know. It was like asking the brand of knife that would take your life. To put it simply, some things were better off left unanswered.

There wasn’t a doubt in in his mind about dying here. Having his pathetic, measly life strangled from his body by this woman seemed obvious. It wasn’t a death he would’ve chosen but at least.. He’d always joked with Rao, about dying with a smile on his face. The thought made him wonder.. He couldn’t help but believe that his friend had broken their promise. An echo of his last heard words resounded through his head. Ah, well.. Surely, as bubbly as Chickie is, she’ll find another older brother. Rao had had dozens of close friends like himself.. He wasn’t special. He wasn’t too worried about her, other than her grotesque training habits. But surely Yuta would protect her then.

Surely.

Lost in thought, the attack that had been gifted to him came as an utter surprise.

—- That hurt.

It felt somewhat like a thud, at first. A thud that sent him across the room. The crunch of his own ribs mixing in with his heartbeat overwhelmed him as his ears rung in protest of the loud bang.

“Is it hard to breathe? It is, isn’t it?”

Well, now that the insufferable bitch mentioned it..

His breathing was more a rasp now, stopped short by yet another blow to his abdomen.

That… Really..

Everything in the room seemed to spin in a haze of fire and agony, the tiles turning red and that wretched woman’s face being twisted into every corner of the room.

It felt like someone had put a hot iron under his skin, like there were fire ants in his gut. The once fighting rasp was now but a shallow sigh.

That pathetic, unruly pride of his held on tight still, unfortunately.

Instead of allowing himself tears, to curse or fall forwards in pain, he forced himself to smile, the curves of his grin sharp as the searing pain rendering his entire body into a state near paralyzation.

“Ha…” He could feel a mixture of frothy blood and nausea climb up the back of his throat. The sore chortle was almost humiliating, if not simply sad.

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#s-shae i think u need help;;;;;;#also keeping it under a read more since eventually this is going to get really frickin bloody #ic #mr sairofe

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anything for grandbabies

featuring cookiekrio’s grandbabies

#yoooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO #all according to keikaku #;portrait #;grandkids #;family

i’ll do more replies later. please be patient for more suffering.

if you want more suffering, please call 1-800-suffer-4-kalis-amusement

#ooc

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Leez tried to quickly leave the scene and ignore the woman’s words, however, her last few statements paralyzed Leez’s body. She couldn’t just leave and let her continue to bad-mouthed her friend, and what did she meant by lied. Leez never mentioned the rakshasa’s identity. How was the woman able to guess all of this information about them.

“What’s so good about a man like that?”

Tightening her fists, Leez turned around in a fit of anger. “Ajumma, please don’t say such rude things about my friend. You don’t know what his intentions are nor do you know what he is like. And I care about him, because he’s my friend, that’s why. I know he’s a good person.”

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Words did not hurt the poor goddess’ feelings- if she had any that is. “I pity you. He has you wrapped right under his fingertips.” Quite honestly, there was a substantial lack of logic on Leez’s part. Attempting to reason with the goddess of chaos would usually result in fatal casualties, none of which belonged to her, but this once an exemption would be made. One might ask why, however the goddess inquired the same question to herself. Perhaps it was because this lone human, who was entirely powerless, seemed to possess an unusually vast amount of potential.

The idea of Yuta being a supposed ‘good person’ was laughable, enough to produce a low chortle from vocals. “Poor, pitiful child.. I understand him better than you ever will.” After all, he was her precious, lone blood relative-- Her son, and beloved masterpiece.

#and has u wrapped in his dick #i mean what #ic #one with the gods name

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