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Clings to Tatsumi ❝GO AWAY ESDEATH.❞
He found it akin to handling an ill-tempered delinquent child. Features skewed to a wry grimace of anxious fervor as adrenaline roused him from his reserved state.
“I still.. don’t understand whats happening.”
HEY MINE. LOOK WHERE I AM. I JUST CLAIMED HIS INBOX
A cast-iron, vigilant leer conducted itself upon a familiar little whelp; Tatsumi was struggling. Still, time and time again, he found himself irresistibly gravitated towards each impressionable word projected by the idolised sphinx. Why did he get dragged into this.
esudeath replied to your post:esudeath HE RETURNED TO ME. HA.
SNICKERS. He followed me like 2 pages ago u v u he only came back to you to rub our love in your face. the way he knows I like it.
"She said she wouldn’t do anything, but when I opened my eyes, she was using me as a body pillow!”
And i don’t mind,
And i don’t mind
To look inside your thoughts..
And i will, and i will,
And i will set you free
I survived…So I must continue to bear on my shoulders the feelings of those who’ve passed.
I can only kill.
However, that doesn’t mean I have no future. I have faith. That’s why…I will continue to walk this path.
Night Raid:
Five members remaining.
Ah, shit. A situation it was, with a portion of the expanse in a bit of flames, the wisps of sullied smog lingering. The stench itself distinct enough to imitate masking the apprehensive’s fearful atmosphere. Where oven mitts lay would be naught for charred cloth, a mass of unknown substances scattered, and where the girls head would reside— unthinkable. After the latter acts on as a tattletale— absolutely unthinkable. (Bestial cruelties to act as judgement for those who have acted upon immorality, the marksman’s own flesh not spared for their merciless deeds. Many falling victim to the savagery reaped by a so called preying ‘justice’, onslaught and any to fall under the category of unforgiving.) Yet among the anarchy mustered, a warmth, a flickering light in the expanding darkness. One they themselves lacked at a younger age— the feeling, sense, of familiarity in acquaintances, moments recorded, withheld, kept to the days man rots and falls to decline. And so they attempted to bake a treat for those companions. The same treat that fell into ashes and left the sharpshooters sharp tongue going at a feat, and would have gradually lead to food poisoning if it didn’t crumble to bits.
But how the hell were they suppose to explain the mess?
Their rebuttal? They wouldn’t. Rushed speech, crass in manner, falters to address the character.
”Ah… So how was it? You, um, mess up anything? Rip your pants? Did s-something stupid i’m sure.”
A hitched breath starved the youth’s lungs of oxygen in a jolted response of disconcerted alarm.A sullied personal space only complimented the intense discomfort. Displeasure interwove through the males features, following which a glare presented itself into the pestilent impish direction.
” . . . O--OF COURSE NOT! IT-- WENT FINE. ”
Something unique was before his very gaze, though one might have been unsure with that rambling, superficial back-chat he may have fallen under the illusion that it was non-existent. That was to say, that the sniper was, unlike so many others, failing to underestimate her. It was almost as if she was too innocent, her language and mannerisms aside; too careless.
So. . .
" How . .-- are you? -- HOWS everyone!? "
A hallow presence, a timid feeling. To be nearly understandable to one. She, who doesn’t know the feelings of the weak, nor cares for politics. Fights fill the blood with sparks. Thundering down onto one. Injecting excitement into her veins, thrusting it down her neck. One who lives for fights, to be tamed by love. Unthinkable. Unbelievable. To not get tamed by love, to infest time to get better. To come up with new ideals on how to use the Teigu. She, without a potential cap swear upon the sword that pierces the skies; Evolution is a part of humanity.
—;❝ Almost every Teigu has a secret ability or an ultimate ability, with the exception of mine, in where I decided to make one of my own, but.. Don’t think too much about this, Tatsumi, let’s rather think how we can enjoy each other~❞
Surely there had been other questions bothering her mind. Clutched in the chains of the truth, there were so many things to be asked of the male, who been acting overly protective of what had happened in the mountain, suspicious feelings clouded her, but in near none that were of matter. The fates have brought them once again together and that is all that matters. Everything else will be erased. Friend or foe. None of it matters. A love dance, hypnotizing the crowd. Binding their neck with a thirst of swaying without choice.
Was their alone time to be interrupted by the Jaegers. Surely not. A twitching lip, sending down the idea of not wanting to answer that question, but perhaps it was care of him. To be asked of such, surely he cared. Was that to fill her heart with the care he shows to people. With it mattering a lot to the General that, she needs to make them work together, a smile afterwards playing itself on the lips of the Ice Queen.
—;❝They are working perfectly together. Everyone has their own uniqueness to the team and I see them setting a fitting stage for all of us, especially Wave. He is an excellent warrior, honestly I can not wait for his Grand Chariot and Incursio to have at it.❞
Still in darkness to believe Bulat was in Incursio, she shamelessly mentioned Incursio in front of Tatsumi, unbeknownst of it was actually him. Anyway, looking at the site they were spending their reunion it felt..a bit lackluster. The elegant hand of Esdeath would place themselves slightly on the hip of hers, a look around would be initiated, spotting out a bench, where she had been set at times..if she was right there was a seller there for delicious ice cream, a image was sent through her mind, to enjoy ice cream with Tatsumi..a date?! She needed to grasp the chance.
A turn back to Tatsumi and other hands finger pointed towards the bench. Full of confidence, it was time to show him, things she liked. Things she enjoyed. To warp the males body in the strings of love. Inject him in the thorns of binding himself to her. rendering useless to think of only one, of her.
—;❝But enough of them, let us focus on getting to know each other over ice cream over there? The seller is famous for excellent tasting ice cream❞
Even if asked, the males choices to decline were limited.
Tonight.
Tatsumi.
I will make you mine.
They were fluorescent, yet without apparent colour; instead, draining all else with an arresting formula to their composition which soundlessly conversations into the atmosphere insignia for the beholders of their craft torun; — and pray, to whatever higher powers had failed to shelter them, that they would never come to realise why.
I have to escape . . .
Somehow!
" O--Oh. I see.. Hm.. "
He evaluated, not taking into consideration his insistence that the throbbing of the organ’s percussion be eased and instead, as ever, sought to exacerbate it. Deeper breaths channelled through the surface, and vigilant eyes had faded into a worried, sable gloss which scarcely afforded the ability to direct themselves unto the source of the rather too-relieved compatriot.
Incurso
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Incurso.
How did she know? H-- How!It was a failure not solely to their eyes, but also to his. A nightmarish rewind to the moment in question evinced a displeasure from the words, although the stone-hewn absence of expression was glutted in a sullen awareness of the shared views. Tatsumi stepped up. The bubbling sensation at his chest’s midpoint—? The heart he so sought to lie for and deceive, swarmed by a myriad feeling of a thousand wriggling pupae and larvae;
I need to know what she knows.
But everyone is waiting
" It's on me -- What type of flavor do you like.. -- I--I'll go and get us some. "
Tatsumi and his fly.
♪
To be asked such a task. Was it another way to make him fall for her more, capture Tatsumi with your vocals. Totally out of character of hers. She would never believe that she was to sing. Forced. Even if forced. It felt more of a chance. A chance to see the smile again. The smile which made the heart want to jump out of my chest. to paint her cold, merciless heart with colors never seen before.
Confidence, she never lacked the will to go unthinkable measures to get what she wanted. A song, to be crushed by her vocals. A sigh, giving off the signal that she had prepared herself, head raised to the ‘crowd’ in front, but only person for her. Her other side, her darkness to light. His light to her darkness: Tatsumi.
—;❝Don’t play dumb, you know you wanted to,
Fill my cup, that’s what we came to do.
I'm the boss, keep that in your head,
Don’t forget, you know I’m gonna get you.
I'm gonna teach ya how to scream my name,
You’re never gonna get away from me❞
demonsextract:
Smile never yielding, the fragrance given off, indeed it was her beloved Tatsumi. arms locking with each other, no intention to let the male go. Ah how it made me think of the time where they were under the radiant moonlight together or when she had clued herself against him. Basically the use of a body pillow from his perspective. What fun was to be had this third time they have fatefully met. What will the strings of fate decide to do this time.
The stare, which ran on for longer that it should. Bothering it hardly was. Every expression/emotion was something for her heart to memorize. Grief, Happiness, Love, Innocence. The heart of the Ice queen worked in ways never to be explained by mere words. These feelings..she was struck by Cupid’s arrow. No deny, no second thought. Nor did she mind it. If it was with Tatsumi, that’s all she could care about. No other man is meant for me and even in the harshest times, you do not need to worry, because I will be there for you.
—;❝Umu, yes a trump card. Well..it’s like a secret skill of the Teigu, but I didn’t have one because my Teigu itself was very powerful, so that’s why I invented one on my own, but you don’t have to worry your head over it~❞
The azure like locks, slowly giving rubs against the males cheeks, small slow steps taken forward, for their bodies cap to lower, until it came to a halt. The thigh had been feeling a sword{the key of incursio} which did not been give off a shock, but curiosity. The time, that she found him. On the mountain, alone, was what he tested..a Teigu?
—;❝But say..Tatsumi, is that blade behind you, a Teigu? When you were up on that mountain, before we were rudely interrupted, were you testing your newly strengthened body..or something else?❞
The warmth between them was real, but in the mist of it all, a storm was approaching. A chill like sensation was sent from her gaze. As if gazing into the eyes of Death. Cold, without forgiveness. Of course such a thing was never meant to happen on purpose. It was an instinct. A predators hunt scent. Even if instantaneous, it could be felt by both the applicants in the look-like cheerful embrace.
The blush raised her cheeks into the heavens again, because all in all, whatever happened on that mountain before the entrance of Esdeath was past. The future was to think what fun activities could be taken by young love pair. Thoughts of ice cream? Thoughts of hunting for danger beasts to swoon the male more. The possibilities were endless, but the choices were limited for the male.
There was no flame within, no Heart, no centre of his being.
Take control
A personality was not sculpted in the blanche whites where straight-toned, unresponsive drab positioned itself at the foot of the manufactured mountaintop of scarlet-addled rust, and rotted, cannibalised flesh smothered beneath ten dozen others into the rigor-mortis quality of stone. He did not need to example the extents of her power, the content of which would lie perpetually in the unattainable.
" Y--You invented your own..-- You can do that? I thought teigu's had only one ability..... "
What is she getting at, exactly.
His emerald gems sitting ontop of rhodizite swept across tarmac to concrete, trying to not stare at her. and upon the resultant construct of a home, there was no imagery more profound than to have his resurrected body conjure forth an awakening before the home of the one who had clarified to him the very concept of humanity.
The illumination dwelt here, he mused, his hands trying to get away in a stiff-browed examination of the snug domicile before his wake. Finally, his strides meet at a simmering pinnacle of lackluster, movement throbbing no more in tense footing as hollow gaze pursues another who would tread upon the same path as he.
D---Does she know?
He had to change the subject. Quickly.
" So, How are the Jaegers working together!? "
Digits twitch at his own side and pace halts steadly, feet dressing the earth in a flicker of dust. A stare peering into a mantra of infinite carmine, a desire to entangle himself within the pillars of acumen’s hold. Like a snake to a charmer, the youth’s own hesitantly holds upon the dame’s figure, queries eluding the air. And if he were so to be charmed by lurid presence, then what variant of serpent would the male mantle himself upon? Lips trembled to speak, but not even a simple utterance was managed, the flow of his lip movement was struggled, and incoherent as his eyes drew into focus.
▉▉▉ ♀ —
❝ My school uniform is anything but flashy. ❞
" Schools have uniforms now? That's rare. "
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"Ah, who’re you?"
" T----Tatsumi? Uhh... Who are YOU. "
Her honey eyes were staring at the boy, listening to him carefully. Honestly, she didn’t know what to do or what to say.
She didn’t have any right to talk like she was understand about his feelings or anything, but how could she leave him alone? She wasn’t that kind of person.
Pushing the cup of tea closer to him gently, she said;
“It will make you relax a little bit. Please drink it.”
Each placated breath deserted, haunted, flowing freely from the tongue with the otherworldly sway and temperature. Generously glossed plumes would languidly wrap around the light; cup — taking individually small amounts of sips from the translucent liquid one by one. Despite the appealing taste of the tea, It has been awhile. it wouldn’t hurt having a bit or so.
" It's good.... "
