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【✘✘－－❜ Indie Farlan semi-private Shake paws, count your claws, You steal mine, I'll borrow yours Watch my whiskers, check both ears. Robber foxes have no fears.

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【✘✘━━ ❜  “What a shitty day.”

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          詩意？是這樣的… 我可以嘗試，那麼，你的方式…

          “English, is… not good.”

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【✘✘━━ ❜   A wandering pause before a brow lifts, somewhat amused by the sudden change in voice. "I-- wasn't aware that you weren't speaking English to begin with..."

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【✘✘━━ ❜  Turbulent storms above; excess amounts of people, garbed in trash and clothing not their own swarm, and the blond retreats, lamenting the loss of a few gold coins to fingers not his own, berating himself for such carelessness. Behavior that was so displayed did not beset the man, as he was above such foolish lax that led to the lightening of a most precious coin purse.

                                                    Disgraceful.

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【✘✘━━ ❜  Flashes by overhead, seamless transition from flight to landing, absorbing the shock with only the bending of knees.

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A monster, a monster, I’ve turned into a monster, A monster, a monster, And it keeps getting stronger

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"I wasn’t exactly applying blame anywhere, it isn’t uncommon to recruit youths, after all. I suppose in a way, I do shoulder the blame for the choice I’ve made. However, behaviour can always improve and this excuse doesn’t exactly apply to you."

"Hm… potential is key, it is far more important."

That’s what he keeps reminding himself.

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【✘✘━━ ❜   Long-winded response is not worth one from himself, as he only raises a brow, skepticism leaking forth from the words that rolled off his tongue next.

"You seem convinced of that," he begins, only to pause. "I don't intend to act out habitually."

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━ |{♝}|;;  "What are you-" she starts. Words turn into a yelp when she’s picked up. Slung over his shoulder. She struggles, when he starts sprinting, pushing against the back of his head. Before she can actually do anything, she’s tossed. Back hits the water and there’s nothing.  She takes a breath before going under. Emerging seconds later a drenched rat. Hair is plastered to her forehead, in front of her eyes, and she shoves it back messily. 

"You asshole!" voice is a shout and she runs a hand down her face. She deserved it, she knows she does, but still. ”It’s fucking cold!”  Thought is spontaneous as it hits her, and in retaliation, knowing that it could very well end with her death, she pushes herself up on the edge. Perfect height to grab his wrist, tug him forward as she allows herself to fall back in.                                                    Vengeance. 

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【✘✘━━ ❜   Triumphant, towering form hovers over the edge, slate lidded in amusement, a lip turning ever slightly in a smirk, taking a step back as he is assured that the girl has sustained no physical damage beyond that done to her clothing... which was simply soaked in water.

The liquid sprayed as the redhead emerged, tangles of hair plastered to her face, and a chuckle was torn free from the man's throat as the streetrat immediately set to hurling insults, none of which affected him greatly. "I am aware."

                                                His amusement however, was shortlived.

Expectations were little; that she would leave, soaking, pouting, and irritated. Thus, shock passes over features, as a hand grasps his wrist in a firm hold--

                                                TUGS

                                                                                     --and there is no time to prepare as he is dragged into the water alongside his companion. Now drenched in filthy water, and shivering as the blond makes a swift rise to the surface, filling empty lungs with air that had been knocked out of him. Instantly turns on the girl, and pushes water at her face quickly, satisfied as the arc connects with her face.

                                                              Retribution.

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                                  Ｓ Ｙ Ｎ Ｇ Ｅ Ｎ Ｅ Ｓ Ｙ Ｓ                                                  [ + we’ll fight as one + ]

I convinced a friend of mine Cath, the ever awesome sweetie behind apexjager and dickssquad—to make a Senketsu blog after getting them into the series. I really adore her for going out of her way to even consider making this blog in the first place when she already had several muses under her belt since I’ve longed for a Senketsu to roleplay with and I helped her get a footing into the Kill la Kill fandom in whatever I could. Although her blog for Senketsu is less than a day old, knowing Cath as I do, she is not only fully worth your attention but I believe she deserves it too in my opinion because she’s such a quality roleplayer and a wonderful person altogether.

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I blame you.

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…I’ve put faith in children.

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【✘✘━━ ❜   "Guess who's fault that is."

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━ |{♝}|;;   Intimidation won’t work on her. His posture is mocked; her arms are crossed, except weight is shifted to one foot. She leans, tips her head to the side, and a sly smirk graces features. 

"You okay there, Far?" emphasis on his name. The smirk turns into a full blown grin. She’s dug her grave. She hasn’t been this much of a little shit in a long time. She had to make up for it. "You look a little worn out. Did you walk all the way out here?"  She should dig her grave now.

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【✘✘━━ ❜   The simple mocking of gesture is not lost on him, fixed gaze only narrowing as her posture shifts, a single twitch as a smirk twists her features. A moment to ponder, to gauge actions respectably, a span of several seconds allotted to reconsider his decision.

                                                      Which doesn't happen.

"Yes, I did. You know that well enough," a ploy as hands fall to his sides, head canted ever so slightly. Just as a smirk blossoms on his features, a mirror image of her own grin.

Not wasting a single second, large frame swoops forward, capturing her in a light grip, and tossing the petite form over his shoulder, a laugh rumbling through his chest. Little more is done before he sprints to the canal, and leans over to the side, releasing her, brows arched in amusement as her body connects with the water.

                                                                                     J U S T I C E. 

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━ |{♝}|;;  May or may not have thrown Farlan’s pants into the canal. May or may not have done it out of boredom and a desire to see his reaction. Maybe he’ll stop losing what he actually has now. 

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【✘✘━━ ❜  The youth finds himself, once more, without a single pair of pants save for the ones that were (fortunately) on his person at the current moment.

          ..... Momma senses inform him that his last remaining pair have been disposed of.

Culprit located; begin endless, accusatory stare, arms crossed, foot tapping impatiently against the floor as the blond stares at Isabel, clearly unimpressed. Even pissed.

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【✘✘━━ ❜  "Where on Earth did those trousers disappear to..." Comes a light mumble, breathy utterance on stale air that reeked of overripe clothing-- that were intended for the wash. If such articles could ever be located, which they seemed rather incapable of.