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She simply pouts at the remark, âAm I forbidden from seeing how my cousin is fairing~? I do enjoy coming to see you, Susa~â
He stares back in response to her words, more than confused by them to the point where he can only give her the oddest of looks as he gathered himself. "... Quite frankly I hardly understand why." Susanoo responded. "But I am alright. As I always am."
Well thatâs one way to respond. âIâ I donât want anything! I canât talk to you just because I want to?â
Unfortunately, that deadpan of his is still sticking on his face, only a brow seeming to quirk at her response. "... I do not understand why you wish to converse with someone such as myself. I'm hardly the friendly individual."
Blinks a few times. âHiâ?â
Deadpans. "Yes. Hello. What do you want?"
Just kinda taps his shoulder repeatedly.
Just kind of turns and latches onto her wrist to stop her. "What. Do you want."
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i remember i had a banette gijinka with kassim as the fcâŚ.
well
he was a fucking loser tho
any gijinka i follow here will also suffer kyoshi probably
"I cannot say I am not concerned for her," the god responded, yawning yet again. "And I am not saying I will not try. I am only saying that it is difficult juggling keeping an eye on Yasakani and making sure Kusanagi does not do something stupid.â
It sounded cruel, but it was the truth - Kusanagi was willpower, while Yasakani was emotion. Kagami was the responsible one, and that meant he had to keep an eye on them both both. He did love his siblings, but they were both difficult to handle at once. Susanoo may have the luxury of not having to worry about his siblings, but Kagami certainly did not. He was the responsible and cautious oneâŚwhere would they be without him?
Yes, this was true-- His dear cousin had a point.
It was always the most responsible one of the gods in every respective region that was given the title as 'caretaker', more specifically in groups of three. Granted Susanoo wouldn't consider himself much of any caretaker for his own younger siblings when he cared little for them... One he heard was traveling, attempting to 'work' for the mistake she had made. The other... Well, some never changed.
You have my sympathy, Kagami." Truly, the god respected the other for being able to somehow juggle both of them when they were both so... Enthusiastic.
I am merely worried someone may notice a pattern. It would be quite problematic, is all." They all had their fair share of humans bothering them, after all. Those disgusting, lowly creatures... Absolutely annoying. "Though if she ends up in trouble within my region, I will attempt to make sure she doesn't as you would in your own..." Emphasis on attempt.
This aside, how have you been faring?"
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A sleepy yawn was the response. He had a feeling that Susano would tell Kagami this at some point. With Yasakani telling him about him being a âgrumpy grump,â it was only a matter of time. Kagami may be the responsible one of the three, butÂ
"What you ask of me is much easier said than done," he commented. "I imagine you would know that, Susanoo - she told me of her visits with you." He knows she can be quite enthusiastic when it came to these visits.
Of course a time would come where Susanoo would soon give into his thoughts and go to confront the most reliable out of the three relatives living within the lakes of Sinnoh. Not to mention the god found it much easier to converse with Kagami... There were similarities, so perhaps this was why? He enjoyed his solitude as well.
Not that he was going to speak about such when more important things needed to be addressed.
"I cannot say I can when, unlike you, I pay no heed to my siblings but I can imagine it is difficult." Yasakani didn't listen to him either when she visited... It was exasperated. Was she even thinking of consequences of being so flighty? "You are not concerned at all?"
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"Suuuusssaaaaaa~ Wheeeeere areeeeee yooouuuuu~?"
Let the internal exasperated sighing begin. "Yes, Yasakani, I'm right here." He answered. "What are you back for this time?"
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Today was pretty chilly for this time of year - he could actually see his breath! That mightâve been due to how early in the morning it was and how far away from home he was, but still. At least heâd managed to get himself a hot up of apple cider to keep himself warm.
"Hey buddy, you got the time?"
The temperatures had dropped, he noticed-- Whether this was natural or not, the man couldn't find it in himself to care when the current temperature compared to that which Susanoo was forced to deal with for a few months now since last winter had finished to be replaced with the warmer days that spring and summer could give. It was on days like this the god would leave his chasm; to travel, just a bit, outside of his normal domain to see what had changed or perhaps humor what humans were doing out that day.
Perhaps now was one of those moments, head turning in the direction of another's voice.
"Nn--?"
"That depends on what you request of me."
"Oh wow, two whole years older, youâre such a mature one arenât you." The Keeper says, rolling his eyes. This is ridiculous but he might as well get to the point of all of this before he smacks something. "Quit playing with your food or those humans you hate so much, which I doubt for certain reasons, are just going to keep coming back like cockroaches."
"You are referring to the woman that visited my dwelling earlier in the week?" Well, that was the only human that Susanoo had seen recently, after all... The Keeper must have caught a glimpse of her and the state she was in on her way back to civilization. Not that he could really care very much-- He didn't have the emotions to do so after all. Besides... She brought that upon herself. "I had no intention of 'playing' with her to begin with. While I may seem docile to you, Touya, I happen to be very mentally unstable. That arrogant wench merely triggered that side of me I aim to keep control over. This is the very reason why I haven't slept in hundreds of years...
              Also the same amount of years I've last devoured you humans.               When I destroyed that tiny village way back when, you people               tasted rather unpleasant anyway. That being said, rest assured               I have no intention of eating humans in the first place unless I               am beyond my own control."
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idk why but i keep mistaking your avatar icon for n holding his hat and holding his hand out like an m.j pose B)
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â .    Struck right in the heart, but she is done as she is told. She shuts her mouth and sits there. But, slowly but surely, she starts to sing. 'Who can say where the road goesâ Where the day flowsâ Only time?â First itâs really subtle, but it increases in volume. Maybe she is stupid to make a deal with death. But then again, Susa wasnât the god of death.
         âAnd who can say if your love growsâ                                âAs your heart choseâŚâÂ
A temple pulses in blatant irritation when the other's mouth opens once more to initiate a song, a hand reaching out to grab her by the front of her clothes and jerk her closer. Unhappiness was evident in the creases of his face, jaw hard-set and teeth grinding against one another slowly. "ďź´ď˝ď˝ď˝ďź    ď˝ď˝ď˝ď˝  ď˝ď˝ ď˝ď˝ď˝  ď˝ď˝ď˝ď˝  ďź"
ââââ¤Â ; PERFECTION IS WHAT someone like her strived for. She didnât stop at nothing to achieve just that. All her life, thatâs all she knewâ everything had to be perfect or it wasnât worth her time at all. Growing up to be her motherâs little barbie doll proved to be as suchâ Yvonne practiced daily to achieve such a âperfectâ smile that hid all her ugliness. Under all those layers of hardened, calloused shells of the personas she learned to adapt to long the way was a youthful woman who had flaws like any other human.
And it was impossible for humans not to fear something. She learned the hard way, and she knew she stoked whatever fiery ego he cooked up for himself watching her whimper and quiver like a dog. She didnât care. Not at this point in time.Â
                â A hypocrite. â
For once, she could not disagree. She was exactly thatâ she contradicted herself more than a philosopher would. Perhaps thatâs exactly what she wasâ a philosophy. A walking book full of ideals and assumptions made of her own mind and law.Â
His mockery fueled her long dormant loathing for the creature she became under the unfiltered influence of flare. The animosity of his voice reminded her of how Lysandre once spoke to her, and perhaps thatâs what brings her back to her senses. A stir is brought about within her dormant form, small frame finding strength to lift off the cold, hard cavern floor.Â
        ă Iâm sorry. ă
Barely audible whisper escaped parted tiers of lacquer as she flipped to her knees, on all fours now as she reminds herself that it didnât end here. A few of her flaws mightâve been found out and she mightâve lost her little white horse, but perhaps now she would walk away with a clear and prominent conscience, just like she predicted before.
        ă Iâm so sorry. ă
If the situation were on lighter terms, perhaps she wouldâve remarked on how embarrassing this was. Ah, even if it werenât, it was still something that would bring a flourish of crimson upon her now pallid cheeks.
The cold was finally getting to her.
        ă I⌠I donât know. ă
She really didnât know. Yvonne didnât know a lot about life, or the world, or anything for that matter, but she did know she was still human. Humans had emotions, no matter how hard they tried to conceal them. Nothing could prevent the influx of tears, eitherâ to think this whole ordeal started off with her making a jest. A jest that almost cost her her life. She learned something, thoughâ she learned to fear and perhaps that was the greatest lesson of all. Her little philosophy was put to an end.
She was no better than a human. She was lower.
        ă I⌠Iâm sorry for disturbing you. ă
Never in her life did an apology sound so sweet and sincere from her then it did now. Never in her life did she apologize for her wrongdoings, either. Susanoo struck fear into her frozen little heart and managed to thaw it to some degree.
Was it too much to hope for her to be a half-decent human being, now? Or would she have to face another life-threatening ordeal such as this one to finally know her place? Only time would tell. And time never waited for anybody, she was no exception to this rule. She could only sit and pray now that she found her way down the mess of a hill without freezing to death.
This was where Susanoo felt humans should have been-- On their knees before beings so much more powerful than themselves. Oh, how the man could only dream of a world where they realized their place below the immortals that were forced to live in the same world Arceus has given them. Once upon a time he heard that the world was a place just for his godly relatives, but somewhere along the line the idea of these mortal creatures came from his father and thus his world had to fall to ruin because of their naturally selfish nature and desire to get rid of that which they didn't understand. Susanoo had, at one point, wished to understand these mortal creatures... But after all the pain they had forced onto him when he only wished to remain in his isolation, it was clear that humans didn't wish to really coexist with them no matter how much they attempted to play it off as such.
Instead, they made being such as him-- beings they couldn't control-- look as if they were soulless, blood thirsty monsters that only had the objective of destroying any life that came in their way. In a sense, perhaps that was exactly what he had become for those stupid enough to come and attack him while he slept... But humans had transformed him into that which fed the nightmares of poor children that were told to sleep early. All the man had ever wanted was to remain neutral; to relish in the peace only he seemed to have in a country so constantly torn between two things that were supposed to exist together.
Only one was supposed to prevail in the minds of those selfish power hungry creatures-- Survival of the fittest they called it, but when it came down to it, the current situation was an exact representation of what that truly meant in this world: Humans had to be snapped to their senses; forced down on their knees before those that truly would survive in this universe. They were merely allowed to think of themselves in control because they were allowed to.
Ah, nothing seemed to sound more beautiful than the words she just spoke in that moment. None of her chipper laughter or crooked smiles could compare to the sweet sweet sound of an individual being swung off their high horse and apologizing in such a pathetic tone that fit a dog. It also felt a bit too easy to break through that facade of hers, leave it melting and pooling at her feet and show her true colors to him and make her realize she was not strong.
She never was. She was merely using lies and arrogance as a crutch to make it seem she was.
F e a r was such a beautiful emotion despite how much he couldn't care for them. "Do be careful on your way out, Mademoiselle Yvonne. It would be a shame if something ď˝ď˝ď˝ď˝ď˝ ď˝ď˝ ď˝ to you on your way back to civilization." Susanoo spoke up finally when the blonde stood up to leave, an ironically soft smile tugging at pallid lips. "I look forward to seeing you during your next visit. I'm sure the next one will be much better than this little ď˝ď˝ď˝ď˝ď˝ď˝ ."
