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ALL YOU WANT IN LIFE — ///// for just the price of your soul ! It's a nice night for a walk, would ya mind if I joined you? What you've seen's scary, but nothing when compared to me. I could show you things to paint all your dreams haunted, OR I COULD MAKE YOU SCREAM IF I WANTED. The Snake of deceiving eyes — AFFILIATED WITH EDEN NO HEBI — 「 Me o Azamuku 」 / the eye ability that can change how people perceive the user. put simply, the ability to disguise.

[damashita]

✘ ┊LACKEY‌:

“Your bets are always rigged,” they replied automatically, gesturing at the fighting ring around them. “Why would I take one with you?” 

They were trying so hard not to be a dumbass. They honestly wished someone was around to appreciate just how much effort was going into that. 

     unfortunately, they wouldn’t be getting the appreciation & acknowledgement they so desired. such is the cruelty of the haze, & it so dictates that putting up with the snake’s bullshit goes unrewarded, as it’s the way of life. survival, even. how terrible.

      ❝  ‘cause that pride a’yours is on the stake?   ❞

[damashita]

✘ ┊LACKEY‌:

They couldn’t help it. The moment their ability to handle anything was challenged, they were overtaken with a wave of defensiveness. It was kinda pathetically predictable, really. 

“Brave words from someone who’s not helping,” they said, dunking their mop into the bucket with a bit more force than strictly necessary. “I could do this all night.” 

That was a pretty dumb thing to say, but they weren’t really thinking straight. It was two in the morning, and no properly-adjusted person’s brain would be functioning at this hour. 

     defensive, predictable, & noted. the funniest of humans to provoke were those of defensive natures, who were quick to bark back & sometimes even bite. they were the ones most often swayed by lies, deceiving found, as they could be gullible beyond belief --- though whether mia was one or not was up to debate. still, this reaction in itself was funny enough, so much that the serpent snickers from his perch.

     ❝  i’m not helpin’ ‘cause it ain’t my job.  ❞ it’s tossed back without much edge; there is no sharpness, nor an intention to do much beyond jabbing. it’s a variable in this experimental banter, & nothing more.  ❝  but ‘ey, if you’re offerin’, why don’t we make a bet?  ❞

[damashita]

✘ ┊LACKEY‌:

I guess you could call this the apprenticeship of hard knocks?

@speakhellpuzzle

@ekkususen

@damashita

Mopping up blood, huh. Miasma hadn’t expected to be doing this again. Hard, nasty, backbreaking work wasn’t exactly what they’d planned on after going through all the trouble of dying and all that. Not to mention the insanity that was their sleep schedule right now. 

At least the company was decent. 

“What goddamn time is it, anyway?”

     despite his choice of seating upon the nearby table, he hadn’t treated it as if it were a pedestal, nor a throne. this was not leverage for the ego, no --- deceiving isn’t exactly the pompous sort, per se. not like that of clearing eyes. but his regard for humans is little, & an apprentice must do their jobs, mustn't they? he certainly wouldn’t be one to aid them by any means; tasks were meant to be grueling, & while his own was far from the worst considerably, that was no excuse to make it easy on them. the ridiculous hours demanded was proof of that enough.

     ❝ ‘bout 2 am. ya still got a long way t’go, kid.  ❞

     fingers roll a cigarette between the spaces of each digit, & he hums absentmindedly as he watches them work. a snort passes by, & a brow raises questioningly, if not almost in jest.

     ❝  s’a matter? can’t handle the night shift?  ❞

[damashita]

From the Three King's Event, you have received MOMOKA'S gift of a handmade bookmarked, decorate with little dolphin and fish designs!

     eh? he’s unwrapping the bookmark with a brow raise & staring it down for a minute. it wasn’t a bad gift, per se — cutesy, sure — but not necessarily bad. it’s something he’d have to potentially pass onto terasu, though: he feels like she’d get more use out of it than he would. 

[damashita]

why the hell is your one pec out, @raginxtempestas​ ?

     as good of company as samael proves to be, his outfit in turn is prompting deceiving to raise a brow amidst the cloud of smoke that leaves his pursed lips. he neither frowns nor grins at the sight, only offering him a look of outright bafflement as he flicks some ash onto the snowy grounds beneath, leaning his weight against one of the picnic tables. he understands that samael’s outfit is --- more greek than anything else, but in this weather?

    ❝   at this rate, one’a your nipples is gonna be fallin’ off. think y’can live with that, pal?  ❞

[damashita]

toad ready 2 party

[nightsuggestion]

the night falls early, and more time is spent in the dark. enjoy it while it lasts.

[damashita]

this is a starter call i Guess™, keep in mind they’ll be pretty short !

[damashita]

snickers.

[damashita]

@raginxtempestas

No time to explain just give me the strongest drink he wants to FORGET

❝  yeesh, ya seem real screwed up --- tell ya what. favorin’s offerin’ drinks for free in the saloon. go tell him i sent ya, yeah?  ❞

[damashita]

✘ ┊FAVORING‌:

kogerou daze was born from one of the kiddos, everyone is screaming because they only just realized that saeru’s not fuckin around

well that sucks for them

[damashita]

why the fuck did he wake up to all the humans screaming & having panic attacks what happened NOW.

[damashita]

@tsukaretahebi | continued!

❝  ‘course it’s me, who else would come here n’ wake ya up? ❞ 

little nudge nudge with the toe of his boot.

❝  ya got shit to do. ❞ 

[damashita]

at least he doesn’t have a leg fetish, eh, @menikakeru​ ?

a hissed laugh trembles between clouds of smoke & the tar etched in his vocal chords:

❝  ya might wanna avoid a certain snake, kiddo. heard he’s got a weird thing for girls with red scarves n’ tears in their eyes.  ❞

[jyuusei]

The truth is, it’s all a lie.

[damashita]

✘ ┊SUCKER·:

It seems Samael has walked straight into the web of this conniving snake, certainly it was all too good to be true and it takes one deceiver to know another. Yet, ever wonder what it is like to be on the other end of the stick? Let’s see on what sort of wild goose chase he sets him off. How bad can it be?

“You’ll have to forgive me, back in my time we failed to have such great commodities. You would usually tend to fuck wherever you please but it seems everyone suddenly became more prude.”

“Now, there must be a catch, such wonderful place must come at the expense of a good. Otherwise, what sort of hellish torment is one to expect when they can simply escape to fulfill their darkest fantasies?~”

❝  back in my time’, eh? don’t go assumin’ too much -- you n’ i are closer in age than ya think. ❞

     ( is that a lie? the truth? who knows. )

     a pause holds itself in the air as he raises the cigarette to his lips & places it between his teeth, regarding him with nothing more than carelessly open palms & a shrug of his shoulders.

❝  oh sure, price is worth more than your corpse could would sell for on the black market, pal. wouldn’t go sellin’ off that place for free. ❞

     ( a lie, & so he begins. )

❝  but i’ll tell ya what. you go n’ gimme half a’your coins, & i’ll slip you & that doll of yours in there without charge. sound good?  ❞

[damashita]

✘ ┊FAVORING'S HOST·:

        SHE TURNS AROUND SHARPLY,  voice completely catching her off guard.  brown eyes look over the figure speaking to her,  and brows raise in confusion.  ❛       why  not  ?   you  can  give  me  a  reason  at  the  very  least,  can’t you   ?       ❜    ( trust the snake of deceiving eyes ?  that doesn’t sound reliable in the slightest… )

❝   sure i can. ❞

     an opening for conversation is all he needs; he slips into them effortlessly as a snake can & slithers up until he can constrict with lies. he knew this one well; this was the girl his pathetic host had such an attachment to! she was the trap door that let him in to whisper the words lie, lie, lie in his ear until it was the only thing running through his bloodstream. what a laugh.

❝   that pathway there’ll lead ya down to a back alley & uh, heh, the snakes ain’t ‘xactly friendly. see, you’re off mitts to ones like me, but the bottom feeders’re none the wiser. don’t wanna deal with that, do ya?  ❞

( a lie, of course. )

     but despite the falseness in his words, his tone projects it as if it’s fact as he strolls over closer & a brow quirked in amusement while hands stay stuffed in his pockets.