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To Catch A Killer || Hina & Cassata

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In hindsight, maybe this wasn’t the brightest idea that Hina had ever had. In fact, it was probably one of her worst, but as she stood at the gates to Amusement Land, she knew there wasn’t any going back now. Turning her head, Hina locked eyes with Cassata, her new companion and apparently partner.

“Are you sure you want to do this with me? I’ll be just fine on my own.”

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He knew that there was danger, and yes, he knew that he was doing something that was probably not the smartest decision, but he was easily swayed. Or rather, he knew that he wasn’t always the take charge type, but letting something just go like that was unacceptable - he had let it happen before and would not let it happen again. He glanced down at Hina when she spoke to him, expression softening quite a bit.

“Of course,” Cassata gave her shoulder a gentle pat - so as to not hurt her more - and shook his head. “I’m a guy of my word, and besides, what fun is it walkin’ around on a mission all on your lonesome? Not any at all.”

His natural protective nature meant that him agreeing was almost instantaneous, and he would have gone on his own regardless. However, having someone felt he wanted to protect, well, it’d make him a little less reckless than he normally would be. Probably.

“Well, I’m ready when you are. Better sooner than later, it seems.” He stared up at the parks gate.

#wonderland!killingjoke #heliosmachina #//aha its no worries #//theyre gonna be a mess anyways lkdfhdfh

“You and me are gonna get along great.”

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“Oh, I’m so glad you think so! They say opposites attract, but really, people with shining personalities and even shinier smiles go along like bread n’ butter.” He grinned. Though, Cassata totally didn’t understand the fake French spattered within his speech, or even that it was French in the first place.

#i'll tell you later ;; memes #//:3c #sweetidiot-prince

“So I’ve heard some things…” ( from ai! )

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“Ooooh...?” With an arched eyebrow, all he could do was smile. Internally, he was worried that some word of his past had gotten out and was being rumoured, but he wouldn’t let that show outwardly. Gotta keep face.

“I am a jack-of-all trades, or so they say, so any of my amazing feats may have spread around already. Anything else you may have heard, well, I’m afraid probably just malicious rumours, hmm?”

#i'll tell you later ;; memes #artificival #//:3c #Anonymous

“I’ve known you for five minutes and I think we’re already friends.” - Aya!

impressions

“Oh, yeah?” An easy smile and a bit of an over dramatic flourish precede a bit of a laugh. A bit blue, she was, but he was also a bit red, a friendship forged in colours, it seemed.

“Your temperament is my speed, I dig it.”

#i'll tell you later ;; memes #perieratexspiravit #//i do think theyd probably get along amicably bahahah #Anonymous

“I really hope you can make a better second impression.”

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He arched an eyebrow and pouted slightly. Just because Cassata wasn’t the most well-kept, or intelligent. or coordinated, or.... actually, yeah he got the kids point. Maybe the easy smile wasn’t all that he would have to do make a good impression.

“Aye, chances are probably not. What you see is what you get.” If he’d had two eyes, he’d have winked but alas, a smile would have to suffice for the time being.”Maybe I’ll wear a fancy suit though, just for you~”

#i'll tell you later ;; memes #//jhjdfh thank you he is A Mess #moneydearest

“Sparring partner huh? I think I can take you.”

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“Hahhhh?” To be fair, he really was not a very well-trained fighter; he did better with experience more than practice. Especially since his personal weapon had been changed, he felt he was probably off of his game.

“Haha, yeah you’re probably right. It might not be so easy to knock me down though. I am very stubborn.”

#i'll tell you later ;; memes #//she really would wreck him i think lol #thatsorachelroth

“Not gonna lie, you were incredibly intimidating at first… still kind of are.”

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“You think so?” He seemed rather proud of being called intimidating. “Heh, well... it’s probably the face scars right?. Didn’t get ‘em from a fight so don’t need to worry yourself none about it, glasses.”

Cassata seemed apologetic but also incredibly smug about it. (Nobody thought he ever looked particularly intimating before... he kind of loved it.)

#//ohoho thank you~#coolestcatcher #i'll tell you later ;; memes

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Intriguing Impression Starters

“You don’t look like… much…”

“So nice to finally put a face to someone I’ve heard so much about.”

“You aren’t what I expected, but I hope to be surprised.”

“Well… this is awkward… uhhh hello.”

“I’m failing to remember what I expected when I signed up for this.”

“Not gonna lie, you were incredibly intimidating at first… still kind of are.”

“We seemed to have gotten off on the wrong foot.”

“Seems that the rumors and reputation are indeed being lived up to.”

“So I’ve heard some things…”

“You were the LAST person I expected.”

“Sparring partner huh? I think I can take you.”

“Me? I’m not anyone particularly special.”

“Haven’t heard of you whatsoever.”

“I’ve known you for five minutes and I think we’re already friends.”

“You and me are gonna get along great.”

“This is absolutely not working out.”

“Clearly there needs to be some ground rules established.”

“You’re going to be my sparring partner?”

“You know what? I like you.”

“Not working out. Nope.”

“I’m sorry but looking at you doesn’t scream ‘fighter’ to me.”

“I really hope you can make a better second impression.”

“You get one more shot. I hope it will change my mind.”

“I’m here to apologize about before… can we try again?”

“Well this is certainly… incredibly interesting. Nice to meet you.”

#i'll tell you later ;; memes #wonderland!memes #//roast him

from here

Success was only as powerful as much as one let it be. What did he want? Nothing for himself, that’s for sure. What did he want for them? Them to be happy, he supposed. Wanting for himself when he lived for others was a strange feeling.

The princess would live. No more long nights filled with tears, assurances that she was fine (he was the only one who noticed anything off usually anyways), or worried looks over a shoulder. It was intended in the beginning that her illness was not actually able to be cured, but alchemy (or whatever it really was) was imperfect.

The king, oh the sweet kind man he was, would notice the machinations that swelled behind his back in the walls of the palace. That the man who he had welcomed in a desperate attempt to save his daughter’s life was not on his side. (Cassata knew that he too, was similar in a way to that man because of that, but he would never let himself think about that.)

But no - that man. No matter what timeline then, that was what he wanted. That man to pay. For deceiving the kind old king, for turning Pizza into that, for making Cheese cry, for turning the symbol of peace into a weapon. His own sight didn’t matter. But that man was like the snakes which he controlled - slippery. He couldn’t be caught, slipping through cracks like rain.

Surely someday, in some time.

#i'll tell you later ; memes #//channel that sweet sweet rage #quietandkind

from here

He had been asked to do one simple task. The excruciating pain he experienced made him sure that he would remember it. He stumbled into the church, glancing around at the empty aisles, grabbing his side. The sound of crumbling got his attention - a fallen angel bust through the wall behind the altar. Of course. Just his luck. But things were different this time - he won.

No fated meeting this time. He wouldn’t nearly die, and the king would not come to save him. Not yet, anyway. The goal of his creation was to travel into the palace, anyway, so how would he do it? Hard work it seemed - the citizens of the kingdom seemed to employ a need for a capable soul of taking out angels. Well, he was only so capable.

He would work himself half to death, as the machinations involving the princess’ illness were already under way. It seemed, from an outsiders perspective, that citizens were simply suffering some sort of curse, dying, but without the insider knowledge of why it wasn’t much. But it would have to happen, of course, that he would collapse from exhaustion.

“Hey, are you okay?” The voice that would become his respite in a life of suffering would pull him back from the brink. He didn’t respond, just nodded his head. “Oh geez, we’ll take you back to the castle with us.”

“But the princess said she didn’t want any other strangers around...” The mouse ears twitched in curiosity.

“Hey, he looks like a nice guy! Look at him. He’s got a silly scarf~” Comforting hands lifted him on both sides, welcoming him into their lives.

It took a while but he had finally done it. Somehow, he’d infiltrated the royal family.

#i'll tell you later ; memes #i went with more of a drabble style instead of explanation cause its more personal imo #also whoops this got away from me #enflos

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a slightly altered timeline. send me ‘ timeline ’ and a number and i will tell you how my muse and their life would have turned out in a life slightly altered compared to their canon one—same universe, but where something little, or something big, went differently.

the timeline in which they live an ideal life, had no opportunities taken from them, were subjected to nothing terrible, where they grew up to fulfil their full potential.

the timeline in which they never met who would become the most influential or important person in their life, or that person was taken from them before they were capable of forming memories.

the timeline in which something important to them happened in a different stage of life.

the timeline in which they knew beforehand of something they would have prevented if given the chance.

the timeline in which they continue on from the current point in their lives to the best happy ending that is within their reach, where nothing that has happened so far is negated but from now on, the happy things start piling up.

the timeline in which everything that could go wrong from this point on… does.

the timeline in which they never experience the loss that taught them something important.

the timeline in which they gain everything they want, except for the thing they wanted the most.

the timeline in which they live the life they currently see the most likely for them.

the timeline in which something big to them never happened.

the timeline in which something very little happened differently, but it changed a lot.

the timeline in which they had a person in their life when they needed one the most.

the timeline in which instead of the most influential person in their life, they had a person who had the complete opposite effect on them.

the timeline in which they took a chance they didn’t in canon.

the timeline in which they let a chance go by.

#wonderland!meme #i'll tell you later ;; memes #//whoops i wasnt gonna do this this week but i saw this and had to

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tuning time || cassata & mizuki

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Feet firmly planted on the ground, Mizuki stared from protective face mask as blue sparks emitted from her machine. She watched as it welded together with the metal, connecting the two pieces and creating a mesmerizing whirl in the trail that it left behind.

Despite the crackling that filled her ears, she was able to hear the voice of a customer echoing through the garage. “Wait, hold up!” Wincing, she balanced the metal as she reached for the machine and used her finger to flip the switch. “Make sure you don’t step over that line. There’s a bunch of metal shavings over here, and you never know if the force of you walking by will cause some shards to sweep up and cut your ankles.”

Slowly she lowered the metal and wiped the metal dust off her arms before approaching her customer. Mizuki smiled from behind her mask before realizing it still covered her face. She pushed her upwards and smiled once more. “Welcome!” she greeted. Her gaze turned towards the watch in the man’s hand and she could feel the weak vibration of the watch emitting from its system. It wasn’t mechanical; it seemed electric, but it was still something she could work with.

“This may seem like a dumb question, but have you tried replacing the battery?”

He waited where she instructed patiently, watching curiously as she worked. He’d never really seen someone weld before, really, just regular smithy work. (He recalled one incident where his charges wanted to try it out for themselves and almost winced at the aftermath of that mess.) It was curious really, that he almost wanted to call the blue sparks ‘pretty’ but that was kind of weird, wasn’t it?

“Hello~” Cassata chirped cheerfully in response once she had come afterwards. He rattled the watch gently. “What? The battery?”

“Oh, you mean the lil’ thing you put inside.” Did that make him sound stupid? He hoped it didn’t, since that was not something that he had to deal with back home in Tierra. He seemed a bit self-conscious of that fact. “I did. I even had to go buy a new one, ‘cause it didn’t work. The manual-thing that came with it was helpful enough, but I was afraid of fidgeting with it too much, you know?”

He might not understand the terms he read, but he sure was smart enough to know what he was doing (most of the time, anyway).

“Er... that’s probably not very helpful, is it?”

#thread;; tuning time #lunaxmachina #//he is dumb of ass im sorry dfkhkfj

“I want to know more about you.”

He’s the type that hates entertaining the idea of thinking about himself - it leads to too many sad memories. Perhaps, it was because at the outset of his creation he was seen as nothing more than a tool to be used by others. Still, it lead to him not having a lot of confidence in talking about himself (not that it was something he’d ever let show behind his casual attitude).

“There’s not much more than you see!” He lies easily, as if there wasn’t ever any hesitation as he spoke. “Oh, I know! It might not look like it, but I love fishing! It’s fun to sit and relax and then go cook up a good fried fish!”

Sometime, he may grow to care enough about himself to speak on it. But for now... “That’s right, I used to work for someone who was easily amused, so I can do lots of cool stuff. Ever wanna see someone juggle knives, I’m your guy~”

#i'll tell you later ;; memes #Anonymous

“I want to know where you’re from.”

Reminiscing used to be painful, but now it was just a bother. He had loved the palace when he lived there, but that place had long been turned into an unfamiliar place. Still, it was his home. The rest of Tierra was his temporary home. Well, it was, he’d come to learn, a very unusual place.

“A very tiny kingdom, with lots of rolling orchards! Oh, but it’s not that interesting. But Tierra, the planet, it’s really... wild.” He rubs his chin, happy to quickly move on from his home. “It’s really big, and shaped like a fish! It travels around the solar system looking for... something, dunno what. It’s got two little suns that it goes around two, so we get two different kinds of sunsets and sunrises. I found out that that’s really weird.”

#i'll tell you later ;; memes #enflos

“I want to know what makes you happy.”

How long had it been since he really felt happy? Cassata really couldn’t remember. Had he ever? Had every time he thought he was, simply an illusion of joy that clouded his thoughts? He thought that maybe that was the case, but.... Maybe that was just his sense of self-loathing surfacing.

He thought of their smiling faces as they traveled the countryside, hands filled with food they’d pilfered from some sap, and felt a warmth in his chest at that. They might not be here with him, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t think about them from time to time.

He shook his head behind an easy smile. “I just like to see other people happy, really. That’ll make me happy the most.”

#i'll tell you later ;; memes #lunaxmachina