╔ Dark Enforcer ╝

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[skialdi]

“Well, itll all even out. Somehow. Right, Repede?”

For my partner-in-crime @wind-riders

[iiudicium]

Did she really just breathe a sigh of relief? At seeing Yuri?? She stubbornly shook it off. He had been away for so long... she knew the likelihood of terrible things occurring in the world, and wasn't naive enough to not assume the worst when there was no news. 'Good to see you' was probably a stretch, but she could manage a, "Still in one piece, I see."

What was this now? Was the female knight actually worried about him? Yuri paused what he was doing, searching her face for any tell tale sign of her yanking his chain. There was that familiar stubbornness within those purple hues and yes, perhaps just the smallest edge of sincerity. So then the sigh hadn’t been his imagination? Huh, will wonders never cease. 

❝ As are you. Seems we’ve both been doing pretty good for ourselves. ❞   Meaning, neither of them was dead, maimed or dying. So that was a win in his book. 

[iiudicium]

Estelle didn't need to say a word, did she? Even if she had to wait for so long, she knew he would always come back. There was a kind smile even if she held back tears simply because she was that happy to see him once more. Throwing herself at him, she hugged him tightly. "Welcome home, Yuri."

Waiting, she was always kept waiting. Left behind at the castle while he was out doing missions and errands for the guild. Far away in person but never far away in thought and heart. And yet despite how the months dragged by before he saw her face again, the rosette princess was always there to welcome him back with open arms. To greet him with a warm smile and equally warm embrace. 

It was these simple gestures that made Yuri feel equal parts happy and guilty. Happy because she was always so enthusiastic in her greetings. Guilty because he could tell that the long separation and the fact that she wasn’t traveling with him pained her. 

Arms coming up, one settling gently on her soft hair while the other returned the hug, wrapping around her petite back. Silently, he felt grateful that her face was hidden away so he did not have to yet face the flicker of tears that he had spotted gathering in her long lashes moments before Estelle initiated the hug. 

❝ It’s good to be back. ❞  

Was his reply, head leaning forward to rest gently against her own in his own form of returning her affectionate hug. He allowed himself to give her hair a soft ruffle before pulling back and flashing her a grin.

❝ It’s nice to see some things never change. ❞  

[iiudicium]

Repede runs up to Yuri and stands on his hind legs, pawing him excitedly! Looks like he missed someone!

The pressure of the warrior canine’s paws against his torso was a very welcome sensation. One that the vigilante hadn’t realized just how much he’d missed until he felt the familiar contact. It wasn’t an action that Repede did often, so when he did, Yuri knew to hold it close to his chest and cherish it. It was his partner in crimes way of showing him just how much he’d missed him.

❝ Hey buddy, missed me much? ❞ 

Was his pleased and slightly teasing greeting as he knelt to be more at level with his long time companion and friend. 

Canting his head slightly, dark eyes studied the other fondly before Yuri leaned forward, closing the distance between them. A gentle thump issued forth as he  bumped his forehead to Repede’s in the all too familiar greeting. 

❝ I missed you too.❞

[kokuunokamen]

TOV 詰め by ペコ

[gyu0099]

[neku-sakuraba-deactivated201806]

i must be the light when you’re in the dark

[skialdi]

without a heart Raven ^w^ I couldn't resist

[skialdi]

Partners in crime 😎 for the expressions challenge

As requested by @wind-riders

[considerate-sidekick]

His Partner in Crime had a big heart, despite his actions being not very liked according to the law, but he did the things he did for the good of the people. Because those with ill-intentions will take their chances and do bad things whenever they wished. They won’t stick around and be told what’s right from wrong. If they could get away from it, then they would. The law had… Restrictions. Rules they had to abide to in order to fix what was wrong, but evil never waited around. That’s why he and Yuri took action.

Due to this, they’d often get in the way of their plans, growing to be hated and sought to be killed by their enemies. Repede was often brushed off, though. Yuri was their main target. While he didn’t mind this when it came to their enemies, he kept a watchful eye out for his companion. He could be targeted any day or any second.

Thinking of, his ears twitch, hearing something fast approaching towards them. Much like a fwip sound and before it could reach it’s target, Repede jumped up and shielded Yuri from the arrow that now pierced his scared eye. He yelps, blood seeping down the side of his face and stumbles back on the ground, trying to hold his food. His vision blurring, but he can’t black out now. Their enemy is still afoot, and neither of them were out of danger yet.

@iiudicium

[iiudicium]

Being a vigilante had its ups and downs. Some people hated you while others adored you. Yuri had come to learn this over the course of time as he went about doing his thing. He would never stop opposing unjustice against those who couldn’t defend themselves. Especially when it came from upperclassmen and those who stated to uphold the law while turning around and spitting on it. In his own way Yuri spat on the law, the law that made it so there was poverty and suffering for those who couldn’t afford better lives. Always his partner was with him. Faithfully by his side, watching his back. 

More often then not, Repede was what stood between him and death. They watched one another’s backs and covered for each other when the need arises. Though he didn’t mind being on his own, Yuri was grateful to have Repede with him. His traveling companion and partner in crime. Someone dear to him no matter how many years passed. 

The sound was a familiar one, one that by rights he should have reacted instantly to. And he did, turning with hands poised over the hilt of his unsheathed blade, muscles tense and ready to defend them. Only Repede was quicker, the warrior dog moving in a blur to block the incoming projectile. 

The yelp of pain mingled with his own horrified cry of  ❝ Repede! ❞

Yuri saw red. An furious growl escaped the vigilante as he lunged forward through the bushes, booted feet carrying him swiftly towards the perpetrators. There was only three, an archer and two swordsmen, guildmen or hired thugs by the looks of them. It didn’t matter. All that mattered was his partner sitting behind him, with an arrow in his already injured eye. 

Repede needed attention and it made Yuri all the more furious because he couldn’t give it to him immediately. He needed to deal with these men and deal with them he did. The fight, one he normally would have enjoyed given different circumstances went by in a blur of slashing blades and cries of pain. The archer being the first to succumb to his blade. The thud of the final body hitting the ground brought him out of his haze, dark eyes narrowed at the crimson dripping down his blade even as he drew in one jagged breath after another.  The adrenaline still pumping through his veins, heedless of his own minor scrapes and cuts,Yuri didn’t linger. Only one thing on his mind. The swordsman soon found himself kneeling before his injured partner, sword discarded and hands hovering as he took in the extent of the injury. It looked bad, given the angle of the arrow jutting from the torn flesh and the blood running down his face, scenting the air with copper. It hadn’t gone into his brain or the warrior dog would be dead, thank goodness for small favors.

❝ Oh Repede, I’m so sorry. ❞ 

He murmured, tone soothing as he worked to dig bandages and gels out of his bag.   

[iiudicium]

@sirenssonnet

Mirroring her actions, he brushed his drenched fringe out of his own eyes, an appreciative gleam in dark hues. Yes, she was going to make this fun. Perhaps they could drag the others in at some point, but for now it was going to be a full out war between vigilante and pirate.  Propping one hand on his hip, he leaned forward slightly so that he could drip on her. It was a momentary stand still until the stakes had been decided. 

❝ And what do I get if I win? ❞ 

He inquired of her, one dark brow arching in question.    

[iiudicium]

“I can’t get up… Can you get up? I can’t… I can’t get up.” (Estelle)

Damn its hot, so very hot. He’s sweating everywhere and must smell rather unpleasant. Yet beside him the rosette princess lies, arms flailing slightly as she tries to pull herself up. Why she’s doing that, he doesn’t know. Moving requires so much effort and generates more heat in this blazing hot weather. 

❝ I don’t feel like trying.❞ An arm is flung out, coming to rest across her stomach as he takes note of the heat radiating from the area. The vigilante has already discarded his shirt in order to stay cool, not that it has done much good. The princess however is still wearing her over dress and most likely cooking in it. Rolling his head to the side, he smirked at her, one dark brow arching. Teasingly he stated.

❝ I don’t recall ordering a cooked Estelle. You might want to discard some of your layers before you roast.❞ 

[iiudicium]

*throws you into the pool, whether you want it or not*

A startled ❝ Hey! ❞ is all the vigilante manages to get out before he finds himself in the pool head first. A trickle of ripples and bubbles marking his entrance after he’d gone under. Man the water is shockingly cold and oh so refreshing.

[iiudicium]

*throws water balloon straight at your face*

He’s dripping now, hair plastered to his face and in his eyes, bits of balloon  sticking to and standing out against his dark hair.

Lips twitch upward in a smile. Oh, its on Patty. An especially plump water balloon would be picked up and dropped upon the tiny pirates head without shame.

[iiudicium]

“I feel lazy and it’s great.”

Yuri regarded his mirror image with an amused grin. From the tone of his voice and the position he was in, the other gave off the vibes of a very comfortable, very satisfied feline. At least in the vigilante’s opinion. 

He pretended to take a swat at him, though all he succeeded in doing was stirring the air momentarily. 

❝ Well congrats, you look as lazy as you feel. ❞

[snugglefuck-me-deactivated20131]

reblog if you've killed a man.

[iiudicium]

"Do you believe it might be possible to freeze ones arte solid?" It is a question asked based on her curiosity in regards strictly to the limitations that which they as seraphim had. No, Alisha was not asking this because she thinks that a frozen holy lance would be a magnificent sight to be hold. Of course not, she was a very mature 'newborn' seraph and totally did't want to make holy lance ice statuette in the middle of the forest because it would be a lovely addition to Ladylake. No way.

The question, poised with such intrigue had the water seraph halting in place. His hands frozen in the act of chopping vegetables for their dinner. The knife poised above the morsel of food as dark hues shifted to regard her, brows slightly raised. The gears were visibly moving in his head, Yuri pondered her query. It was not something he had ever considered in regards to her and yet it would be a rather magnificent sight to behold. Freezing ones artes seemed more of something he would be able to do, being a water seraph. At least that’s what he thought but the young seraph really couldn’t be sure, brow furrowing slightly in thought. He was still rather new to the whole being a seraph thing. Not that he had any experience to go on or other water seraph around to learn from. Perhaps they could…combined their artes and find out? Was that even allowed?

Only one way to find out..

Setting the knife down, he wiped his hands before shifting to face her fully, giving the light seraph his undivided attention. Elbows propped on his knees, body bent forward he offered her a grin. 

❝ We won’t know unless we ask someone or try for ourselves. I’m game if you are, princess. ❞