cats claw

【 Kang Nina 強仁愛 】

[ghxnina]

⚜ · 到着

    She isn’t the only one arriving that afternoon,  there’s several mask clad Ghouls arriving one by one. Important leaders with their entourage as well as lone ghouls seemingly appearing out of nowhere; herself being one of the latter ones. Despite Nina being one of the Abraxas, she arrives alone, mask hiding her face and clad in black from head to toe. Yet, due to last years event,  and despite arriving alone without an entourage, her arrival is noted  by several of the ghouls present.  Even some of her own Eos member are there to spectate on the event, jumping slightly as she arrives quietly, hurriedly lowering they heads in a sign of respect. She nods to them, moving forward as the ghouls around her speak in hushed voices, stealing glances at her. Nina pays them no mind, she sees no point in confronting them or give any kind of attention towards it. It was in most of their nature to talk about others, in a revering tone or otherwise— people rarely changed. (Ghouls included)

   Keeping her gaze forward, she continued to make her way through the crows until a persons voice caught her attention. “Miss Claw, welcome.” The woman’s voice and face is unfamiliar, but as written out in the invitation, she sports a black cross on her hand. “Allow me to escort you to your accommodation, if you’d please.” The female gestured towards a waiting car, the door already open and ready for her. Nina glances at the car before looking back at the female, finding her smile more and more unpleasant the longer she looked at it. Yet this week there was no bloodshed allowed, and rather than walking— the car ride seemed much more pleasant. Giving a slight nod to the waiting female, Nina climbed into the car wordlessly as the door slammed shut on her left. ‘Might as well get there comfortably’, she mused, leaving her carry-all on the passenger seat next to her.

   The scene they drove past was idyllic, most of the island was covered by forest and patches of farmed land; a stark contrast to the city life Nina was accustomed to. It fascinated her, as to how the humans who lived her behaved versus humans in city did. It woke a genuine curiosity in her, almost giddy in her seat had it not been for her mask it would surely been written all over her face. Lost in her own thoughts (How would humans living in the country react to a dead body found in the fields?), she failed to notice that they pulled into the hotels driveway. The female with a cross on the back of her arm stepped out of the car before Nina could move, quickly opening the car door. She supposed she couldn’t expect less of the Gourmet, both the hotel and the service; they always claimed to be luxurious. Grabbing her bag, she stepped out already taking a few steps towards the door before the unknown female spoke up. “Some events have already begun or will begin in short time, we hope you enjoy your stay.” And with that almost eerie smile, she bowed low once before disappearing back into the car. Nina wanted to sigh, she’d liked no better than to go human watching than look upon as Ghouls ripped each other apart.

   However, that was the one thing she couldn’t do right now. Letting out a small tsk, she walked towards the hotel door, fishing out her key card to check what room they had placed her in. “411”, she muttered before showing it back into her pocket. Well at least they had been smart enough not to place her on ground level.

[ghxnina]

amon koutarou

❈ — amon koutaro: have you ever been betrayed by someone you trusted deeply?

  Once upon a time, Nina had someone she trusted with her all; two in fact. Deep down she could faintly remember their faces, their scent and the gentle touch only a mother could manage. But this was memories hidden far into the depths of her mind, and with time she seemingly forgot it. 

  In her weakest moments, images of those memories would flicker past but she could never make sense of them. To her, the faces were strangers, the scent unknown and the touch unfamiliar— almost as if the memories belonged to a different person all together. So why did the tears keep falling?

  “No, I haven’t.”

[ghxnina]

kamishiro rize

❈ — kamishiro rize: do you get bored easily?

   “I don’t think so but..” she trails off, allowing a silence to engulf the space around her. Nina hadn’t really sat down to think so thoroughly about herself and her traits, she had no reason to either. “I think I get bored of people easily.” The blonde imagined the ‘people’ in question mainly applied to most of the members in her faction.

[ghxnina]

renji yomo

❈ — renji yomo: do you think you’re the caring type of person?

  Nina had never once willingly called herself a caring person. She couldn’t even seem to define what a caring person was, in her younger years she never had a ‘caring person’ in her life. Judging from that it seemed unlikely that she would even grow to be one. But perhaps it was already in the nature of her person?

  Ever since she had met Jongin and Yuuto, her stoic ways had wavered ever so slightly. Although it didn’t mean she would take any and anything under her protection, but she would fiercely protect those she deemed worth protecting. If that was enough, maybe she was.

   “Would you believe me if I said I was?”

[ghxnina]

takizawa seidou!

❈ — takizawa seidou: are you afraid of death?

   Despite death being a well known concept in both the human and ghoul world, it was a strange thing to her. It wasn’t that she feared it, at least she thought so, after all death was no stranger to her. She had sent an uncountable number of persons, humans and ghouls alike, into their demise— no death was no stranger, but not a dear friend either.

   “No, I’m not” would be her immediate answer. Never once had she feared for her own life, she hadn’t known the sensation of everything you love and hold dear slip through her fingers, mainly due to her not having much she held precious. However, had she, her answer would surely be the opposite.

[ghanbyul-blog]

: flattery gets you nowhere :

[ghxnina]

ghanbyul

Aside from water, coffee was the only other thing related to human food that ghouls like them are allowed to ingest. Hana doesn’t remember when she started liking the drink so much nor does she recall how she ended up discovering her so called “talent” with making the drink. Since she started working at the Owl Cafe five years ago, there have already been quite a number of humans, ghouls and the in-betweens complimenting her about how she makes coffee and even before that, a certain someone in her post used to love the way she makes him a cup of coffee too.

The talent was her key to successfully transitioning into this new lifestyle and it has been one of the reasons why she has stayed neutral for so long. Nina isn’t the first to try to convince her to return back to her old life for many have tried and failed, one after the other eventually just growing tired and giving up, but Nina has been the only one who has persevered for this long. Hana feels almost guilty.

“I have forgotten how to use that tremendous power you speak of.” She half-jokes; it has been a long while indeed since she has been in a decent fight. She cannot say that she doesn’t miss the thrill and the rush of her golden days but at the same time, the peace and tranquility of her life now is too good to give up. “Of course, it is. But I’m just too sure of what I’m capable of these days. I’m not the same anymore, Nina.”

   However neutral Hana had tried to be, one thing was for certain; she was powerful and highly sought after. Having someone like Hana amongst their mids would considerably raise the stakes. Though, Nina had to give it to her. Had it been anyone else, one who was unaware of Hana’s past, they would surely not look twice at her. (Or maybe they would, Hana was tremendously beautiful) It appeared to Nina that the woman before her had so easily slipped into the mundane world. Something Nina, for one, was un capable of entering. She was aware of the sweet peace that Hana was now dwelling in probably seemed a waste to leave, yet she hoped it had a bitter aftertaste— if only just a little.

     “I don’t believe that for a second, and neither should you.” Her eyes flickered up to meet Hana’s, a silent confirmation of sorts. Even if Hana wanted to put her past away, she would always remain a ghoul; no matter what. “You might not be the same but you’re still you Hana, the you I remember is still in you.” Although Nina didn’t enjoy probing too much, she always stopped at one point, she did hope her words left a mark somehow. Perhaps, in a weak moment she might even remember her proposition and even go as far as to agree to it.

    If allowed, Nina was sure she would be able to trigger those powers— peacefully or otherwise.

[ghxnina]

You come home to a black, folded invitation on your dining table. 

Was that there before? You can’t remember. 

There is nothing printed on its cover, and so you decide to open it. Some money slips out, and what seems to be the key card to a hotel room: #411. 

The following message greets you in delicate, silver script: 

Congratulations! You have been invited to this year’s long-awaited Munera as a SPECTATOR! We have arranged your accommodation for the week of the event, starting 28/10/2016, as well as provided you with the funds to travel to the island. Upon arrival, you will be greeted by a woman with an cross-symbol on the back of her hand, and led to your hotel. You can choose to arrive earlier, but please be sure to arrive by the 28th! We do hope you join us, and enjoy the event we have organised for you!

‘Of course.’, Nina thought to herself. It was that time of the year, where a truce was called and the Ghouls gathered together. It would be unseemly of her not to appear at the event, her position as one of the Abraxas ment she simply had to. The blonde flipped the black envelope in her hands, contemplating their choice of style. She had to give it to them, their taste was and still remained impeccable— even for these kind of bloody events. (Well, all their events were bloody.) Munera was a means, and a necessary one at that,  to keep peace between the factions, Nina personally didn’t like the bloodshed all too much. It was messy, loud and filled with Ghouls probably just wishing they could take part.

Her own faction had been behind last years event, and she hadn’t looked forward to that one either. Nina let out a sigh, tossing the black envelope back to the table. She had a whole three days time to pack and get things sorted before the first blood splatter would hit the ground.  “Wonderful.” 

[ghxnina]

tokyo ghoul ask meme

kaneki ken: do you like to read?

kamishiro rize: do you get bored easily?

nagachika hideyoshi: is there a friend you'd do anything for?

kirishima touka: have you done anything in the past that you're not proud to admit?

kirishima ayato: do you love your siblings, if any?

fueguchi hinami: have you lost anyone/anything important to you?

nishio nishiki: is there anyone you hated at first but eventually came to like in your life?

tsukiyama shuu: have you ever spoken to someone in a language everyone knows you're not fluent in?

uta: have people ever told you you're two-faced?

hoito roma: have you ever faked ignorance so people would stop paying attention to you?

renji yomo: do you think you're the caring type of person?

yoshimura: do you know how to brew coffee?

naki: is there anyone you consider your role model in life?

eto: are you an easy-going person?

tatara: are you currently living in the same country in which you are born in?

nutcracker: do you believe your childhood shapes you?

takizawa seidou: are you afraid of death?

amon koutarou: have you ever been betrayed by someone you trusted deeply?

mado akira: are you particular about time?

suzuya juuzou: have you ever only realised someone is important to you after they're gone?

arima kishou: have you ever achieved anything you're proud of when you were young?

ginshi shirazu: do you think you're capable of shouldering huge responsibilities?

urie kuki: what is your goal in life?

mutsuki tooru: are you happy with the way you are now?

yonebayashi saiko: are you procrastinating while answering this question?

[stacydiaz]

[ghxnina]

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[ghxnina]

gheunjae

he has no intention of getting the handkerchief back especially after an animal has used it. that was like wiping his face with the same used tissue as a pig. but he doesn’t say this out loud, and remains civil, and smiles politely when the creature shows that she can not only use a knife for food, but also wipe her mouth from its excess.

“is that so?” he continues to ask, eyebrow raising at the oddity. cannibalism, surely, isn’t something that’s not entirely uncommon. these creatures aren’t even civilised to wait for their food to be cooked. “but wouldn’t it be a little exciting?”

that cruel light shines in his eyes again – curious, but cruel. “really exciting?”

   She gently placed the handkerchief across her knee, keeping it close by in case of further excess blood escaping. Nina liked to eat clean, in the sense that she always attempted to keep the messiness to a certain level. (some kind of mess you couldn’t help) Being one of the leaders of Eos she was privileged in the way that she could always ask for someone to clean up after her, thus avoiding having to get her hands dirty more than she already has. Nina would eat her fill then leave the guts to the rats, otherwise known as her dear subordinates. 

    His strange tone catches her attention, making her turn to look at him in the eye. “The number of Ghouls who are able to control themselves after eating one of their own, are few.” She supposed that his curiosity didn’t just stop at the normal eating habits of Ghouls.

[ghxyuuto-deactivated20170319]

I want the K (i am so going to regret this)

SEND ME ‘I WANT THE K’ AND I’LL GENERATE A NUMBER || @ghxnina

17: Goofy Kiss

Yuuto wasn’t one to mess around–especially when in the presence of his members (and what he’d like to call peers but it didn’t seem to quite slide off the tongue as smoothly as relative acquaintances)–so him erupting in giggles that echoed throughout the corridors of the old, rundown building only made the entire situation all the more so confusing.

He was almost on the floor, tears almost falling, laughing as though he were about to die, breathing hitched as he held onto dear life (or rather, Nina’s hands) as he tried to escape from her grasp. The only context that could be seen here is the fact that she was tickling the life out of him and he had to reign in whatever immediate response he had towards something so frightening, not wanting to hurt her (though the thought of doing so has increased in percentage tremendously over the past five seconds).

“Nina stop!!” He screamed, wriggling away from her grasp as he finally hit the floor, rolling before getting up and straightening himself out, breathing ragged. “Nina what did I even do?!”

“I was just curious is all.” She nodded, moving over and patting the seat beside her, smiling.

Yuuto, wanting for revenge, moved to sit beside her and immediately wrapped his arms around her, attempting to tickle her to no avail. Was he not doing it right?

“This is why I was curious. Doesn’t really affect me much.” She explained, a sigh escaping Yuuto’s lips as he brought her closer, nose scrunching as he then moved to pepper kisses all over her face. At least that ended up with her laughing and trying to shove his face away from hers.

“Payback.” He hummed, leaning in to pepper in some more, some landing on the palms of her hands.

“Stop!!”

[ghxnina]

« two shots of espresso »

[ghxnina]

ghjiyong

“I’d have you know, people around me laugh at my jokes all the time.” He replied, raising a brow at her as a challenge. “Your sense of humor is flawed.” Then again, he did make bad jokes from time to time. His victims however, had no choice but to laugh.

“What wonders of whose company?” He chuckled. “I’m here for coffee, and this person…” He gestured at her. “Decided to tag along all the time.”

He raised his hand, gaining the attention of the server, quickly relaying both his order and Nina’s. He finished with a prompt thank you followed by a smile that spoke charisma. Glancing back to Nina, who he notice was looking at him, he tilted his head, silently questioning if there was something on his face.

“So…” He shrugged, his eyes moving to his phone momentarily before he placed it screen down on the table. “How are you?” He smiled.

   “Don’t tell me, people you’ve paid?” Nina fought the urge to smirk ever so slightly, feeling somewhat smug. Though that certainly didn’t last very long at his comment. “Really now.” She shot him an annoyed look before shaking her head once. “Your attempt to discourage is just as bad you know.”

   As Jiyong finished their order she moved her gaze from him and to the barista and thanked him with a small smile. “Me?” His question made her look back at him, nodding. “I’m good, not much has really changed.”  As usual she spent much of her time down at the headquarters, scaring some members and yelling at others.”If anything I think I’m overworking myself.”  Even if she had a lot to tell, they weren’t in a position to share that information. However Jiyong knew this, and thus they stuck with pleasantries. “Yourself, business as usual?” That was probably as far as Nina would probe, simply because she already knew he did some kind of business.

   For outsiders, as well as people they knew, this was a strange relationship. One mixed with the smell of freshly ground coffee beans in the afternoon breeze.

[talesofpassingtime]

A wise person would have avoided getting involved from the beginning.

Haruki Murakami, 1Q84

[ghxnina]

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ghxyuuto    

 Yuuto, despite his schedule, still makes time to go to the home just to check up on things (though he really needn’t, the two other leaders worried him purely because they don’t interact with as much people as he does–though that’s just his own silly interpretation or their dynamic). He’d like to think he’s the easiest to talk to among the three of them, his general disposition making him seem softer and relatively friendlier. That, and Jongin’s constant absence coupled with Nina’s intimidating aura, he was obviously the best pick to talk to among them. Then again, his anger is probably the most terrifying to be at the end of as well. The soft persona, after all, is just a mask.

He had just gotten to the home when he heard the members buzzing about, clamouring around the base muttering curse words as they went about their works. The muttered words brought him to the room farthest from the stench of sewer, a chuckle escaping his lips as he heard the girl, sitting nonchalantly on her makeshift throne, ordering people around. “Aren’t you bossy.” He hummed, moving towards her and pressing a kiss to her cheek as a greeting, taking a seat on the arm rest of the chair as he looked around and observed and listened to the shuffling feet of their members. “What’s got you in a sour mood? Or are you just bored? Mix of both?”

   At the sound of her partners voice her gaze shifted to Yuuto momentarily before he pressed a small kiss to her cheek. She gave him a small smile before shaking her head. "How can I not be bossy." Jongin was rarely here and it seemed a lot of the responsibility fell to her- even if it was purely her imagination. At his second question her brows furrowed, grimacing behind her mask. "It's a mix of I don't want to be here and it smells." She had never had much love to give to the headquarters, it was dark, cramped and not to mention smelly. “Also I’m still waiting for coffee. Who uses so long to get coffee”

   Although Nina didn’t dislike her leader status, her lack of social skills made certain tasks difficult to manage. Yet Yuuto did make up for that part, both her and Jongin’s. “But what’s the occasion?” Nina hadn’t seen him down at the headquarters in quite sometime, and when he did he was usually busy talking and getting to know the members; again picking up the slack for herself and Jongin. “I would expect you to be running around with Jongin somewhere.” She glanced over at him sitting ever so casually on the armrest before flipping to the next page. “Speaking of Jongin, have you seen him lately?”

[ghxnina]

Welcome to all the new family members! I’ve been swamped with studies, but hit me up for plots or just a talk! (I’m also on twitter )

[ghanbyul-blog]

: flattery gets you nowhere :

[ghxnina]

ghanbyul

Beautiful as always, Hana thinks as she smiles at the now very familiar face. Others usually regard the woman as someone very intimidating based on their judgments on her appearance but Hana can honestly care less about what others think. She isn’t one to judge based on such superficial reasons and her initial sentiments about the other have been entirely based on other reasons. Now that she has gotten to know the other seeing as they see each other almost every day, she has gotten to actually like Nina.

The scent of coffee soon wafts through the air as the hot beverage is poured into the cup she seemingly whips out of nowhere and places in front of her customer. There’s something the homey smell of freshly brewed coffee that is enough to warm the hearts of even the most stone cold of people and its bitter but still oddly addicting taste melts whatever resistance anyone has against it. “Are you now going to tell me you guys could use my coffee making skills there too?”

The question is said out of jest as the ex-vigilante has now gotten used to this type of conversation. It’s the same topic of discussion every time Nina visits and though she used to view it as an annoyance, the same old script just makes her laugh now. “My coffee making skills are all that I have now so I still think I won’t be of much help.” She says with a grin, her eyes almost disappearing into the slit of her eyes.

   The coffees aroma filled the air around her, and like so many times before it had a genuine calming effect on her.  With a small smile adorning her lips, she wrapped her hands around the cup, enjoying the warmth. “You’d be amazed on how bad coffee they make, so don’t rule that out right away.” Although her tone was joking, her intentions were still the same. Trying to persuade her into joining Eos, in doing so perhaps becoming one of their most valuable members.

   Though Nina had in some sense noticed that Hana had turned a new leaf— or well wanted to. The notion of joining a high profiled ghoul organisation was probably the things she wanted to do the least. Yet Nina couldn’t help herself. “Now you’re just being modest and you know it.” She put the cup to her lips, savouring the bittersweet liquid. “You have tremendous power hidden behind this waitress facade.” Hana had been notorious, known to basically to any and every ghoul there was. Even if Nina was powerful and known to the world as one of the abraxas, she was still not on the same level as Hana.

   “You can’t let me believe it’s not even just a little bit tempting?” Yet not mentioning it, her question was obviously directed towards her initial offer; to join the Eos. She was after all somewhat stubborn ( so she’d been told ), and despite their usual playful tone; Nina was being serious.

[ghxnina]

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gheunjae

it was probably foolish to keep doing this, looking unarmed and vulnerable as he was. if he had been human there certainly would’ve been some doubt as to his own safety, and the integrity of the ghoul before him, whose name he can never remember. a hunter is a hunter to its prey, and as of yet there has been no magic of science that can grant eunjae the power to transcend this paradigm (at least, not yet).

he nods at her statement, watching with sick fascination at the growing pool of red. it does not reach him in its slow crawl along the concrete of this particular rooftop. neither, it seems, any empathy for the victim.

“i see…” is said with a tinge of disappointment. without a word he takes out a black handkerchief from his pocket, as black as he can find, and extends it to her, not willing to move any closer, afraid to disrupt the scene. “something to wipe your mouth with,” he clarifies, moving it about a little as one would dangle a treat in front of a dog. “you can keep it.”

  He seemed somewhat let down that she was unable to give him the answer he perhaps wanted to hear. Nina had never tasted one of her own kind before, yet she knew several who had; even in Eos there were a handful of Kakujas running around. Even so she had in sense, promised herself not to go down that way.

  Somewhat surprised by his gesture, she looked once at the handkerchief, him and back to the black cloth dangling from his hand. “Thank you.” Nina extended an arm, gently taking the black handkerchief in her hand before bringing it to her lips. Personally she hadn’t noticed the droplets of blood on her lips before he pointed it out. She had already been used to there always being some mess, no matter how careful she was when feeding.

   “The thing is”, she began patting away the blood around her lips. “Ghoul meat tastes awful, and in some circles it’s frowned upon.” Yet, she did imagine there to be plenty crawling around the Pierrot.