Death's vastness--

"I come at the end of the long road. Neither human, nor devil..." Neutral Route [ Zeshea| Open]

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A feast for the beast II Fox|Naoki

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Any problems, kiddo? Said the first man.

"Yeah, i’m sitting here with my friend tryin’ to chat and you’re both too damn loud. If you’re gonna fight and punch all of your teeth out at least do it outside." Both of the brawler’s nodded and simply went outside. What happened there will remain a mystery.

The hooded boy sat back in his table where his new friend was at. He chuckled at the other male. “Didya’ seriously think i’d put up a fight? I’m not that stupid.”

What he saw...was it truly happening? He'd expect the men to gang up on the male for disturbing their brawl, not the simple agreement of exiting the building so quietly. Shocking, if he must say so.

"I actually did. You seemed brash enough to join them..." He answered as he watched Fox come back to the table. The words he had spoken earlier gave off that idea. "Guess I was wrong. It was quite the surprise." At least it was for the better; to spare an all-out battle within the tavern walls. 

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"I can’t afford armor right now! Look. I have little skin showing. The material of my clothing is thick. It’s not easy to shew on or claw through or burn up. As opposed to your… flesh."

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"You can’t afford armour? That’s just pathetic. In that case, will you be quiet about this if we all go look for… appropriate clothing together?” She had no intention of buying armour whatsoever.

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"Shopping...?" And here he thought they were gonna wipe out some demons. What a quick change of plans. "Is it truly that necessary to do so?"

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// Aw yea got some replies done. I owe two more but those will be done another time. I might do an account hop and get drafts done to my other peeps here...maybe. Anyways, if anyone wants to thread, just lemme know? 

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A feast for the beast II Fox|Naoki

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foxwithoutatail:

"What if i am, tattoo boy?" He smirked at the other. It was the afterlife, after all. What will happen if he loses? Die again? Fox figured out that dying in the afterlife isn’t that much of a problem. Besides, the hooded boy isn’t a weak person.

Not waiting for an answer from Naoki, the hooded boy got up from the seat of the table.

"..." He merely watched the other walk away, lips pressed into a thin line; not even bothering to give an answer. If that’s what the boy wanted, then by all means. Even the fighters seemed to have noticed his presence, forcing both of them to confront the hooded male. Whatever happens then is nothing of Naoki's concern; Fox looked for the trouble, after all--

At least he tried to make it seem that way. Resist intervention unless it was truly necessary.

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Not your average Weather [Naoki/Jack]

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fourth-season:

“…Do you mean what am I, or who am I?” Jack moved his staff to rest on the back of his shoulders. He looked up as if thinking for a second… this question was a bit hard for him to answer. He wasn’t always a Guardian, so he couldn’t just blurt that out. The boy was asking for his species, if anything.

“I’m not exactly sure what I am. I was human once, a long… long time ago, before I became this… person who creates ice. But it fits me, don’t you think? The name’s Jack. Jack Frost.” he grinned and made a tiny snowflake in his hand, letting it float on over to Naoki. Even though they said they didn’t appreciate the cold, well… Jack couldn’t believe that people absolutely hated this type of weather. There had to be some sort of softness in there.

“Better get used to the cold. I’ll be bringing winter in this place. I can’t help it.” he stared the other up and down.

“Hey, I told you part of my story. What are you supposed to be? You’re not a Guardian… are you?”

He eyes the snowflake that makes way over to his side and although it's such a tiny speck of the chilly element and damage wouldn't even be obtained, he makes sure that it avoids having any contact with him. Particularly out of annoyance. It wasn't hate that he had towards the cold, why he himself could learn spells of that type, but at this point it was best that he stays far from it; for his safety.

Although, Jack Frost, was it? Wasn't there some kind of fable related to that name?

"I'm not a Guardian" he answers, unaware to what the other meant by that; surely it didn't fit his status. "I'm the Demi-Fiend...a half-demon in other words." Destined to be a key in shaping the world, but that didn't matter at this point, now did it?

"Though...you should really stop bringing 'winter' here. I don't believe this place was meant to have cold weather; it could disrupt the balance." Not that this realm seemed to have any sort of balance, but the imps present already seemed to dislike the frosty layer that laced the once heated ground. That should mean something.

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c'mon, that stick between your legs? that glows all fancy in the dark? i'm sure you know what i mean ;D

"This conversation is over."

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how's your disco stick doing

“What? I don’t own a disco stick.”

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A feast for the beast II Fox|Naoki

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foxwithoutatail:

Fox drank the rest of the drink and placed the now empty glass of beer on the table. A sigh of relief was heard. A burp too.

" ‘scuse me." He apologized as he took more notice at the fight that was going on in the other corner of the bar.

"You know, i haven’t been in a good fight for quite a while. You know what i mean?" And this is where he threw his manners right down the drain.

"You're not planning on joining them, are you?" It seemed quite obvious that that was the case; questioning the other's action was merely spurred out of curiosity. Should the answer be positive, then this would be irrational.

Eyes glance over at the brawl, then back at Fox. From the looks of it, the answer was leaning more in favor of a 'yes'-- if so, then he hoped that involvement would steer clear from him.

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//So I owe like 7000 replies here, but my writing is only deteriorating by the second right now so I'll try again another time. I'm so sorry for my prehistoric-age snail speed. cRIES

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do you still have the hots for thage? if not i could take her

"I don't have the hots for anybody, so it was never there to begin with."

"Go on I dare you."

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Pretty please! (...look, I'm alive!)

10. My muse is stuck in a tree and implores yours to help them down

An ungraceful slip lead to being placed in an ungraceful position among the tangled branches of a tree. All for the retrieval of some imp’s parcel at the very top, which closed the act in becoming a victim of a dumb prank. He should’ve known better that this was the plan all along.

His hands and legs were intertwined within curled branches, left immobile and helpless to get his own self down—there also seemed to be a witness to this spectacular episode, the other now approaching the scene. Him, of all people; he obviously possessed the best luck.

The string of taunts to follow could already be heard, but before they begin—

“Help me down….will you?” Both spite and plead hinted in his tone as he spoke. Really, Naoki just wished that it was someone else to have come, but beggars can’t be choosers. At least this was an attempt? “Please?”

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PRETTY PLEASE

26. My muse loses everything to yours in a poker game.

Her cards spread out neatly on the table upon her turn, sealing the fated outcome of the game with a full house on display. Damn, this was the third time already. He lets his own terrible set tumble down from his fingers with a groan, before raising his hands to cover his face. This was it, he had wagered everything that was in his pockets as a bet and now it was all g o n e.

A glance was sent over at the pile of trikhids being pulled over to her side, already a feeling of longing settling in as they were forever lost to a stupid card game. Just the idea of placing down all of that cash was even stupider--what was he thinking?! Another groan. How was he supposed to pay for daily expenses now?

       Maybe...

"A-alright, one more game. This time I'll wager in..." He looks around for something to offer (and probably lose again)...and unfortunately there was nothing. "I'll do your chores for one month if you win."

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// I'm pretty dead today from work so I'll get to those meme responses tomorrow! Sorry for that guys orz.

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Put “Pretty Please” in my ask box and I’ll generate a number from 1-40 and see what prompt we get! Mixture of angst, silly, romantic, and NSFW prompts.

Brownie points to those who don’t read below the cut!

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"Perhaps you don’t know what you’re missing out on…?"

"Don't care."