VIVA DISCORDIA

Temporary theme ahoy. ind. Askin Nakk Le Vaar ☆FOR EVERY SACRIFICE, THERE'S A REWARD☆

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[Oop, still finishing up my exams, buuuut I'll try to pop online tomorrow! XO, thanks to the folks waiting on replies from me, you're all gems. The expensive, pretty kind.]

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I'll rephrase - best of the male sternritter. Minnie's uniform is also quite lovely

oh yeah, definitely. this he can roll with. thank you.

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beeeedtime. My activity's going to keep on being spotty for the rest of this/next week 'cause of finals, but I'll squeeze on over here as much as I can if I've got the energy for it.

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A soft laugh-like sound left her as she shifted the thick book in her grip, lips faintly curling up. She didn’t need to see his hands to know she had confused him. It was funny–they were expecting all Shinigami to simply leap down their throats or fight with them on every little topic, but she was more than willing to converse.

       “If you’d like me to struggle a bit, I’d be more than happy to oblige. Though, I will remind you, that I said if it wasn’t too deep.”

She leaned back once more and fiddled with that thick tome again, gaze flicking down to it. It was a simple nervous reaction because this was going far smoother than she had thought. One small hand would lift, gesturing to a nearby seat before shrugging once more.

       “My wages are decent and considering I don’t spend much money, it really isn’t a problem. It isn’t a matter of money or anything of the sort–you simply attacked a group of people who consider many family and will not stand for it.”

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   “Huh. Alright, sure.” 

He doesn’t really think twice about her offer, since they seem to be the only ones present –– sure, she’s been able to stand up to them at least once so far but once he’s sat down next to her it wouldn’t be too difficult to reach over and snap her in half. Not that he’d do anything like that right now, of course –– they’re both playing nice, and he hates breaking character. He throws her (and her book) a sideways glance, more interested than anything, before he leans back and crosses his legs. 

   “You know it’s kind of useless to play pretend, right? I mean––” 

He gestures to the both of them. 

   “We’re fairly incompatible, as far as normal people having normal conversations go, and that’s not taking into consideration that I’ve very likely killed people you know. No offense, obviously. Just stating the facts.” 

Askin is hands-on by nature, filling the air with words (he has a way with them, after all) so his hands feel less empty, and he’s almost tempted to grab the book in Nanao’s hands for the sake of riffling through the pages. He snaps himself out of it and shakes his head –– 

   “Wow, all of that chatting got weird fast. Anyway, what kind of info are you going to give up, buddy? Pal. Friend.”

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“That’s a shame. I was hoping we could both walk away from this without having to resort to violence, but it seems like you’re pretty set on it. I appreciate your thoughtfulness though!”

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“Whoa now, lady! Get in line –– I’ve got mountains of people who want to kill me. I’m popular. Go pick some flowers or something, hang out at funerals. Whatever makes you happy.”

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“Wrong way, Quincy. I’m pretty sure the Soul Palace isn’t this way.”

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   “Haha, wow. Look at that. Should’ve brought a map, I guess.” 

He pauses, kind of dramatically, and leans on a conveniently placed wall so he can act like he isn’t blatantly trespassing. 

   “Besides, since when was this dump exclusive? Sounds pretty snotty, if you ask me. I don’t think anyone died and made you landlord.”

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Askin has the best uniform out of the whole wandenreich

don't get me wrong, he’s super inclined to agree, but for the sake of playing nice, he’d like to direct you to ms. mcallon as well. not because he likes her or anything (PFFFF.) just. it’s a nice outfit. good job.

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Well excuse me, princess.

            ‘ just hold still and stop chattering like a coward–              i didn’t come all this way for your world-weary quips. ‘

      meninas will be the first in line to admit that she missed askin–        but her aim is getting much better. she throws her heart aside         with one hand and raises a column of this crumbling tower with        the second, taking stock of his position again. 

                ‘ if you keep running when i try to end this quickly,                   i’ll have to come over there and use my bare hands.                   is that what you want? something more intimate? ‘

        she looks at him and tries to see a target, but memories are awful,          nagging things. they won’t stop her from trying, but they cling to           her arms when she throws, give him just enough time to move when          she’d have crushed anyone else by now. maybe this should be sad.

                ‘ really, askin– this isn’t what i had in mind at all when i                    envisioned our reunion. you’re ruining the image, here. ‘

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Lips pursed as she listened to him easily, leaning back in her seat slightly. Was it a display that she was relaxed? Far from it. If anything, she was getting a better look at him from her spot. His words seemed genuine and she was not one to press them.

Though, the mention of her abilities and what she had done before did manage to get her attention.

       “It wasn’t just the uniform that really gave you away, Quincy-san. You have an entirely different feel from Shinigami and unfortunately, I can pick up on that right away…”

She trailed off slowly before pursing her lips, feet wiggling beneath her desk for a moment. What an odd man. He was easily assessed as a Stern Ritter, but the information getting back to her was messy. Horribly sloppy and it left her a bit scattered until she could piece it together properly. So, she had no clue what his abilities were.

       “The First Division houses some of the most killed warriors, so I cannot say I am a tad shocked that they took out your comrades. It’s simply their duty. I’m not sure what sort of intel you are looking for, but if it isn’t super important, I may be able to aid you, in some way.”

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   “That. You. You’re just.” 

He trails off and just hums for a moment, and he’s thankful that his pockets are so big and deep that she can’t possibly see him fidget because she’s very much just caught him off-guard for once. Not that he’s uncomfortable per se, but it’s kind of weird that she’s up and offering him information in the middle of what is probably the weakest truce in the history of any war he’s ever heard about. 

  “Are... your wages really bad? Is that why you’re doing this? It’s either that or a trap, obviously, but I’m having a really hard time deciding which one it is.” 

He gestures to her –– at her –– and he can’t brush away the tiny bit of disbelief in his voice. He doesn’t feel particularly bad about it either –– this is pretty unorthodox, as far as bumping into enemies goes, so he feels entitled to some confusion. It’s going to make for a good story when he’s back at HQ, that’s for sure, if he makes it to HQ. It’s a big if, judging by how unusual the evening has been so far (she’s been looking at him like she’s sizing him up, too) and by now he’s half expecting the head cheese to jump in and put him out of his misery.

   “Like, if you’re up for a sit-down with me, I’m all for milking you for secrets, but I feel like you should at least pretend not to cooperate with me.” 

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Fingers halted from their writing once she sensed him–an almost exasperated sigh parting her lips before she finished her the word she had stopped in the middle of. Her book was nudged back into her lap, formerly resting on the wooden surface of her desk. She was genuinely not in the mood to fight–but when was she ever?

       “You can come out–I know you’re there. I suppose I should tell you that I am not looking for conflict nor is the Commander here.”

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He’s already chewing on an excuse before she’s finished speaking, hands raised above his head like he’s no trouble at all. A lie, obviously –– but he’s feeling even lazier than usual right now and thanks to the data back at Silbern he’s already vaguely aware of what she’s capable of. 

   “Y’know, I was hoping I’d be able to pass myself off as one of your runts –– unseated officers, or whatever –– but I’m guessing the uniform kind of ruined it.” 

Askin doesn’t walk any closer, but he doesn’t make a move to leave, either. Before she can even think to respond, he’s prattling away again, which doesn’t exactly feel like the smartest move he’s ever made, but neither of them look like they’re eager to butt heads. Furthermore, when has he ever given in to reason without a proper incentive?

   “Listen, I don’t feel like fighting, either. I’m just here to gather intel, because your buddies keep killing the soldiers we send in. We figured someone a little stronger might be able to handle it, ergo, me, standing here, in front of you.” 

He’s brought his arms down by now so he sticks his hands in his pockets. Very blasé.

   “‘Sides, you made a fool out of some pretty scary buddies of mine so I’m in no hurry to face you myself. This whole thing is a pain in the ass.”

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bold which is most applicable to your muse between the two options!

cold OR hot

envy OR lust

blunt OR tactful

dreamer OR realist

impulsive OR regimented

stubborn OR flexible

sociable OR reclusive

lazy OR hardworking

half empty OR half full

excitable OR apathetic

dependent OR independent

eloquent OR inarticulate

delusional OR realistic

dwells in the past OR looks towards the future

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who on Earth is this filthy casual talking to….

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don’t talk down to yourself like that, sweetheart. you’re better than that –– there’s nothing casual about you.

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“I don’t suppose we could both just go our seperate ways, could we?”

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“’Fraid not. Believe me, there are tons of things I’d rather be doing. Tons. 

   I'll be nice when push comes to shove, though –– I mean, I’ll make sure to kill you ASAP. No use dragging it on, after all!”

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dehonestus replied to your post: “stop staring at me with them big ol’ eyes”:

Finally he looks handsome enough for my tastes! (THIS. THIS IS OOC, I don’t mean Askin suddenly thinks he’s hot, probably)

oH M Y GO D AC I KNEW WHAT YOU MEANT

I WASNT IMAGINING LIKE, ASKIN RUNNING SCREAMING AND THEN HE JUST

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hooooOOOOLY SHIT. 

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[Hey, just an FYI, I'm in the middle of exams so this blog is going to take a while to start up! RRREGARDLESS, feel free to bug me as much as you'd like. I'm not the worst, I swear. ✌️]

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pa Thetic...

Womp womp. I’m hurt.