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Clear / 23 / Residing at Breil Flats / Janitor and Gardener / Unfated Affiliated with red-thread. Icons @ mukamikou

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Found but not lost [@kurreia]

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Wrong.

Something about the way this young man said those words felt terribly wrong. Any other person who had the (mis)fortune to meet the Kurage family’s twins wouldn’t notice the difference but Kouen prided himself on being able to spot the slightest error, the proverbial single hair of out of place.

True, he couldn’t outright say this was not Alpha. All physical evidence proved in favor of that assumption…but his instincts were in the red, warning him that something was not quite right.

“… My apologies. Then again, remembering all the influential people your esteemed family talk to on a daily basis must prove quite a chore for someone of your delicate constitution.”

Alpha and Delta Kurage can be considered the wayward Olsen twins of the business world. Born into an affluent family with main ties in maritime trade and cotton production, the pair rarely had a care in the world and their ‘recreational habits’ certainly showed it. A long rap sheet filled with gambling and disruption of public peace was only the tip of the iceberg. An encounter with either twin can be likened to downing an entire cup of scalding tea in one sip - ridiculous, unpleasant, with a serious afterburn in your throat and bowels.

“Although I must say it is quite rare for you to be seen without your twin. Or should I be expecting someone to surprise me with a banana cream pie to the face like in what happened with Madame L’Rue’s last soiree..?”   

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"A banana cream pie... to the face? How awful!" Clear failed to supress the response that escaped his lips as a look of slight horror materialized upon his features. He knew that both of his brothers weren't exactly the world's angels but he didn't think they'd pull off such a tasteless prank. Food should not be wasted for mere amusement! However, just as soon as he was done fretting over how much food was dwindled by those two, Clear soon arrived to the inevitable realization that he had reacted in a way that Alpha never would and that left his heart racing quicker than before.

Oh no.

Hastily, the pale-haired male settled down the planting instruments he had in his hands and reached behind him to untie the apron that prevented his outfit from getting any kinds of stains. He avoided eye contact with this odd stranger as he did so, clearing his throat in the utmost natural way he could though it had only proven to be most uncomfortable. The man’s gaze nearly felt as if it was burning through him.

"Ahaha, I mean, of course I wouldn't do something that I've already done before! I'm going to do something meaner...!" He kept his gaze lowered down to the ground while he brushed past his brother's friend-- or at least that's what he believed-- to hang his apron at the rack. "S-So if you will excuse me, I have to go and do... mean things to... unsuspecting people who have not done anything bad to me but I still want to be mean to them."

Just as he turned to escape this seemingly never ending nightmare, he failed to take notice of the small puddle nearby and before he knew it, he found himself slipping and falling down to the ground with a harsh thud! much to his embarrassment. "O-Owwww...!"

[kurreia]

We must work hard to make sure the Flower Viewing is the best thing at the Spring Festival!!

“Of course, Kajika-san! Let us do our best together! I will work hard not to disappoint you!” 

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To The Yard // Levi + Clear

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Squinting slightly, Levi couldn’t picture why someone would want to walk around the city of Brieve in a gas mask. Although, if Levi could afford it, he probably would too - if only to breath somewhat cleaner air. Who knew what germs and pathogens laid around these days, especially when there were constantly news stories about life threatening illnesses.

“What ever floats your shitty boat I guess.” Glancing back at the pieces of string, Levi felt a little uneasy. He wasn’t particularly sure why someone would even offer to be his friend, after all he didn’t have the reputation of someone who generally opened his arms wide open to any stranger he cast his eyes upon. 

“I tell you what, if you show your face and give me a name, then maybe I’ll consider it.” The thought that this man might not show his face to Levi was almost a worry. If this person was some kind of serial killer, he would have preferred to at least known the face of his killer. Sipping on his milkshake once more, he waited for the other to make a move.

[kurreia]

"E-Ehh..." Why must this stranger make things difficult for him? Will it be really troublesome for him to just simply accept the bracelet? Clear knew that it would be a piece of cake to introduce himself but to remove his mask and show his face? He could already feel the frown of disappointment his grandfather would give him if he even so much as adjust his mask. But then the stern look on the shorter male's face nearly pushed Clear to questioning whether grandpa's frown really was the scariest expression he had ever cast his eyes on.

"Well... my name is Clear!" He started with a slight nervous tinge in his tone. "That's C-L-E-A-R! A very unique name if I do say so myself!" He offered the stranger before him a polite bow before going on further with his response to the request that was granted to him.

"And as for my mask, it's not really that simple. You see, I... uh... I'm a freak." It wasn't entirely a lie. That was the name those mean kids back in his childhood days used to call him after all. "So my face is very disturbing which explains why I'm wearing this mask so as not to terrify people with how hideous I am. I’m sure you wouldn't understand~"

[kurreia]

bittersweet - clear/kougyoku

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Blinking back in response, Kougyoku eyed the bracelet the man had offered her a moment ago. Surprise danced across her face and she nodded, taking the bracelet from his hand gently before slipping it onto her wrist. She admired it for a minute, before a genuinely happy smile found it’s way onto her face and she looked up at the man again. He introduced himself as Clear, indicating that her acceptance of his bracelet meant that they were now friends. It had been so simple – much more simple than she was used to, and Kougyoku found herself wondering for a moment if maybe Clear just had ulterior motives. Could two people be friends so easily? With Judal, he still wouldn’t admit their friendship, and Kougyoku still had trouble with her self-esteem and confidence in approaching strangers. Becoming friends so easily seemed impossible, but there wasn’t anything but genuine friendliness in Clear’s face. 

“K-Kougyoku.” When she spoke, the flush on her cheeks deepened. Smiling cheerfully, Kougyoku continued, “Kougyoku Ren. I recently moved here, and I’ve always had.. trouble making friends.”

Letting out a self-depracating laugh, Kougyoku then bowed her head respectfully to Clear, “thank you for making it so easy, Clear.”

Raising her head once more, Kougyoku fumbled with her long sleeves, wondering what came next. She had introduced herself, was wearing his bracelet, and yet now things felt awkward to her. Kougyoku cleared her throat quietly, brushing a loose strand of hair out of her eye as she kept her gaze locked on Clear. 

“What… What do you like to do, Clear? D-Do you have any hobbies?” 

[kurreia]

Throughout the years of making friends, Clear had learned to go softer and easier on those who evidently lacked confidence in one's self and hearing Kougyoku admit that she had trouble befriending people, he immediately knew that she was one of them. Though he wasn't entirely certain what to do about that. When people ask him why he was so happy all the time and how he manage to befriend even the coldest of people, he always came out with no response.

He couldn't explain it himself. He just liked being happy. He liked how the day was peculiarly cloudy today. He liked how he had managed to save the cat that got stuck on the tree in spite of the harsh scratches that marked his arms. He liked how he had chanced upon this girl who seemed like she could really use a friend. He was just thankful for everything but he doubted that other people would understand.

So even if he wanted to teach Kougyoku how to easily befriend people, he wouldn't know where to start. Not everyone's an optimist like him after all so whatever he's doing might come off as too difficult for the young girl.

Upon hearing the question that was offered to him, Clear granted her a smile-- appreciating the effort she had exerted in making a conversation with him. It's a start. "Other than making friendship bracelets, I pretty much do whatever I'm in the mood for! And right now, I'm really hungry and craving for some street food. Wanna come with me, Kougyoku-san? It'll be my treat!"

[xboyprincessx]

Winning | Tohru & Clear

[xboyprincessx]

Tohru suppressed a laugh. He usually didn’t bother teasing anyone unless he felt comfortable doing so. For some reason the other male definitely seemed different. He was used to far a more excitable reception, both back at the beginning of his school days and even since taking up the job in Brieve. He could easily recall the typical chants of his fans: ‘Princess! Please wish me luck today!’ , ‘Ahh! Princess Tohru just smiled at me, did you see that?!’ , ‘I’m doing my best just for you, Princess!’ and so on. Seeing his mostly male fans shriek in excitement was the usual sight, by contrast the one he was currently linking arms with was significantly less vocal. Maybe he might actually be able to hold a real conversation with one of his fans for once? 

Or maybe not. “Ehh? A date?!” He peered up at the pale-haired male, unable to tell what he meant by suggesting such an idea. “Well…err…not exactly…”

“It’d probably be troublesome to date someone like me right?” At that moment it didn’t matter whether he was thinking about his persona or himself. He’d been a wingman, attempted to pick-up girls, and been through one particular incident with a friend that he’d really rather forget…but he’d never dated anyone seriously. Tohru was only interested in a particular type of person, and he’d already pretty much accepted it’d be hard to find someone like that with his job.

Not wanting to slip out of character, he pressed on. “Just think of it as two people enjoying each other’s company, okay? ~ You can call it a date or whatever you like, but strictly speaking we’re just wrapping up the contest right?~” With a wink, he continued. “I’ll just have to trust that you won’t try and show-off online or put it that way to the local papers. Promise? ~”

[kurreia]

That's good. Clear swallowed the sigh of relief that nearly escaped his lips, feeling the feared weight fly off of his shoulders. Not that he'd be annoyed or anything but he wasn't fond of the idea of another girl deluding him into going out on a date with her. It had been a normal occurrence lately and most of those girls were students from the university which was evidently a big NO-NO to him and the public. He had already been receiving such judgmental glances from the university's faculty and Clear couldn't blame them. But unfortunately, he couldn't explain it to them that those girls he had 'dated' simply tricked him into just 'hanging around' with them and then would eventually tell him that they were actually on a date.  

If he wasn't too darn nice, he would have pointed out that he could never possibly date them.

But Tohru seemed to have something different in mind and Clear was in content-- but perhaps slightly disappointed to which he refused to acknowledge-- of that fact. He decided not to present that through his features, however, and instead just displayed a warm smile and nodded his head.

"All right! I can do that! I always enjoy anybody's company after all!" But after taking Tohru's first response into consideration, he added. "But I don't see why it would be troublesome to date Tohru-san. Your fans wouldn't get riled up since they all seem very nice and supportive. If it's regarding your busy schedule, then you should be dating someone who's understanding. Tohru-san seems like a very smart girl after all so you should be able to easily find the perfect person to date!"

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おっいしっいごっ飯のじゅ～んびっですっ♪

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Found but not lost [@kurreia]

It was a bleak Monday afternoon when Kouen found himself wandering Fiore Gardens. Most of the flowers were out of season, greenish-white buds closed til spring while the other plants were nothing but piles of well-maintained but lackluster leaves. The stale air in his home office finally got the best of him and despite the downright depressing scene of dark clouds hovering overhead, Kouen pressed on. Maybe he’ll finally find a proper shop that sold the tea leaves he wanted…

“Sway, sway, swaying between the waves…”

A calm, soothing voice catches his attention, making him peer into what he thought was an unoccupied greenhouse. Standing in the middle of the potted plants was a white-haired young man, clippers in one hand and a the large leaves of an ailing sunflower in the other. Something about his profile, his voice pulls Kouen closer…

“Sparkle, sparkle, sparkling.. their voices drift into the distance…”  

“Alpha…?” the red-haired man murmurs, remembering only one (or perhaps two) who would have such distinct physical characteristics. But why would Kyou and Tadakuni allow him to work under such dismal conditions, or even let him work for anything? The last thing he heard was that the twins were off gallivanting in Monaco or something equally frivolous and absurd. So what was with this strange appearance?   

[kurreia]

Today was supposedly his day-off given how Clear never had one. Of course, he has no shift on weekends but the pale-haired male still goes to work anyway merely because he had nothing better to do. And now due to that peculiar fact, his boss had told him to take a week off but even then, Clear couldn't think of anything else to do in his spare time. Instead, he found himself attending his usual shift as if the words of his boss never occurred.

He was alone this time, tending to the plants at the greenhouse. While he normally didn't like working by himself, today was an exception for a reason he couldn't quite understand. Soft melodic words slipped through his lips in attempt to render the silence in the air, a small smile adorning his lips as he proceeded on tending to the plants. But then all came to an end when an unfamiliar voice snatched him from his thoughts. A voice that called out a name. A name that he dreaded of hearing.

"...?" Clear looked back over his shoulder to see a tall redheaded man whom he had never seen before. But apparently, his brothers have and a sense of panic overwhelmed him. This wasn't supposed to happen. He should have listened to Grandpa. He should have settled upon the decision of just wearing his gas mask everyday for the rest of his life. And now Grandpa's efforts were being washed down the drain and all because he was reckless enough to assume that nobody in this city would recognize his face.

"Do I know you?" He decided to ask, his tone surprisingly firm just as he had imagined Alpha would use.    

[kurreia]

put on your sunday clothes - clear/naoto

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She was fine, it was just a matter of packing the small things into the small spaces left by the large things- small pots and pans as well as some house decor and other kitchen accessories she needed to make her new home feel like home. Including a pair of bamboo place mats she had found, tucking them into the side.

Curious however… It seemed the gas mask was a touchy subject. Naoto wasn’t going to pry but it was quite interesting to note. Was he hiding something? A scar, disfigurement, birth defects, a fashion statement or another reason all together? Not that it mattered, she may never know and that’s fine.

“Oh, I see. I think I’d be worried about scarring people away but I am a cop so such things are important to me, like keeping a ‘normal’ appearance. It’s up to you to decide what you do though, I am not in a position to judge” with one compartment full she moved onto the other side of her bike, filling up that one with what was left of her shopping.

Hearing his question she nodded, gesturing to the small glassware set she was packing away. “Just yesterday, in fact. I moved here from japan. I’m Shi- Naoto Shirogane” first name first, she’ll have to remember that. “You’ve been here a while then?”

[kurreia]

Clear smiled in relief in spite of the fact that the young boy couldn't see his expression. It was rare for someone in this city not to be persistent in regards to either showing his face to them or explaining why he was wearing a mask everywhere he goes. It was too long of a story after all and it would trigger unwanted memories. He was thankful in a way that the cop didn't push him any further-- respecting his decision of keeping that type of information to himself.

"Ah, no wonder~" He nodded in understanding when his companion pointed out that he had just moved in yesterday. Clear walked over to where the other male moved just to watch him for no apparent reason. "I've been here for nearly two years now." He answered, bringing up two of his fingers to emphasize his point.

"But since you're new here, then you'll need a friend!" He then slipped his gloved hand into the pocket of his lab coat before presenting a beaded bracelet to the young cop. "Here! Take this, Shinaoto-san!" He said with immense jubilation, mishearing the cop's stuttered introduction.

"My name is Clear, by the way. And I'd be more than honored to be Shinaoto-san's friend!"

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vanilla twilight ;; manaka&clear

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“Yay!” Manaka was glad he had accepted her offer, and was nice about it too! She hoped this would be a start of a beautiful friendship, or… well, however that quote went.

“Oh, I just moved here, so I don’t have very many friends yet, but it’s not so bad.”

[kurreia]

"Oh really? If that's the case, take this then!" With an enthusiastic flow, Clear dug into the pocket of his lab coat to present a homemade beaded bracelet.

"Please do accept my offer of friendship, Manaka-chan! I'd be more than thrilled to be your friend! You seem like a really nice person."

[xboyprincessx]

Winning | Tohru & Clear

[xboyprincessx]

There was always a possibility that his touch would backfire and encourage the stranger instead. Thankfully it didn’t seem like he had to worry. The young man seemed to have calmed, just what Tohru wanted. People were always slightly easier to predict when they were relaxed, at least most people anyway. He smiled with more confidence than before, letting his character shine through fully as he lead the man along - despite the typically subservient position he’d assumed.

“It’s a nice day for it after all, don’t you think? But, about the prize…” Tohru abruptly stopped walking and looked directly into the face of his new admirer. “…Do you mean to tell me you weren’t paying full attention to my tv segment this morning? Ahh~ Sir, you’re going to break my heart! ~” 

“…I’m kidding! But now you have to win right? I need someone clever who can take these shopping vouchers off my hands. You’ll help me out won’t you?~” Feeling assured that the taller male wouldn’t do anything untoward, Tohru was beginning to enjoy himself with much more ease. “Now then, isn’t there a park somewhere in this city…?” He began moving along, the ‘princess smile’ firmly fixed on his lips, although it was slowly but surely starting to feel a little more genuine.

[kurreia]

If he had to be honest, Clear barely paid attention to whatever the challenge the girl's show had presented. Just the mere fact that she was somewhere in District 6 was enough to push Clear in getting out of his flat just to look for her. He had never chanced upon a celebrity before after all so the prize had ended up disregarded. But when Tohru asked him if he really wasn't granting his full attention on her TV segment, panic suddenly rose up upon Clear's features.

"I-It's not that...!" He lied but he wasn't a very good liar. "I mean-- I mean technically, it does sound like I didn't-- well, you know... I um well...!" Words coming out as a jumbled mess, Clear couldn't exactly remember when he had been this embarrassed before. Given how he always looked at the brighter side of nearly everything, it was almost hard to either scare him or get him to panic.

Yes, he had experienced forming some kind of crush on someone but that was years ago. Back in his childhood days, to be precise. But he never really had a chance to try and talk to that little girl simply because she was always surrounded by those other kids who made fun of him for wearing a gas mask to hide his 'freakishly ugly face'. She wasn't one of those kids who made fun of him and perhaps that was the reason why he had liked her. But even then, he doubted he’d get this embarrassed in talking to her.

"E-Eh?" Clear blinked in surprise and slight relief when Tohru just smiled and waved his concern off. "O-Oh...! Shopping vouchers! Of course I'll help you! I'm sure there is a park here somewhere. Ah but Tohru-san, erm... this isn't a date, right?"

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“Why? Because apparently I need to get out of the house more, even if I’d much rather be inside.” Lucifer stretched slightly, purple gaze slipping away from the stranger momentarily as he draped an arm across his face. “I’m too weak to lift my legs. You’ll have to lift them…”

[kurreia]

"Great! Thank you very much!" He didn't even mind that he actually had to move the young boy just so he could take a seat. Just as long as he could rest his legs, he was willing to do anything. And with that, he bent down to lift the kid's legs before sitting down and setting his legs back down on his lap. "Why would you rather be inside though? There is so much to see outside! Like children flying kites and clouds shaped like jellyfish!"  

[kurreia]

drenched in catastrophe - cosmo-recalled

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Aoba feels his cheeks flush at Clear’s words, his plan now seeming quite absurd. But of course it was an air-tight gas mask. How on earth was a bee even going to slip into something like that? The bluenet certainly felt like he needed a mask of his own so he can hide his shame. Good thing Clear mentions something about a snack before Aoba could contemplate borrowing a nearby shovel and digging a hole in the ground where he can stick his head in like a panicked ostrich.

“… Popsicles sound good right about now. It’s been getting really warm lately.” Says the guy wearing a semi-drenched shirt under some stranger’s oversized coat.

The bluenet pauses, giving Clear a curious glance. Did he just call him ‘cute’? And why does he keep calling him ‘Master’?

“And I told you, just call me ‘Aoba’. People don’t have to know that we’ve struck some sort of deal.”

Okay, so that sounded really weird but it would be that much more uncomfortable if people start getting curious as to why this young man kept calling him ‘Master’. Plus, he was wearing a mask. Goodness knows what routes people’s imaginations will enter with that kind of set-up. (Aoba’s mind certainly went to places he won’t dare mention aloud.)

[kurreia]

"Popsicle it is then!" He didn't even know what a popsicle is but since Master was craving for it, Clear was more than compliant to buy him one. But before Clear could tug the other male to wherever people normally sell popsicles, a halt was swiftly plunked down onto his intention when his new companion spoke up about the mere idea of calling him 'Master' again. Clear just stared him for a fleeting moment, tilting his head slightly to the side in genuine confusion.

"Why not, Master?" He asked while a couple passing by looked at them in question upon hearing him but Clear appeared strung out from them. "Master is Master! If I am going to be your slave for the day, then it most understandable that I call you Master!" At this point, people were starting to glance at their direction-- especially since Clear's voice was louder than it usually was simply because he was enthusiastic to explain why he liked calling Aoba his master.

"Just tell me your wish, and I shall grant it for you, Master! Be it cooking a meal for you or making me wear a dress, I wouldn't mind at all! Master can get creative if it pleases him!"

"Can you two please keep your activities in the bedroom? There are children here." A young mother passing by hissed at them, her little son looking up at the two guys with immense curiosity. Clear watched them walk away in confusion but brushed it off as he settled his attention back on Aoba.

"Now let's get those popsicles, Master! I cannot wait to see how you eat it!" Simply because he had never seen one before.

[humanitysxburden]

[[ Drifting]] - Closed for Clear

[humanitysxburden]

That smile. Armin wasn’t quite sure what it was that drew him in about the smile that seemed so right on this man’s lips… Perhaps it was that there was no malice, no deeper intentions, no spark of mischief that graced those pink pools… There was merely fascination and a childlike draw to the creatures before them.

He was grateful that the smile only lingered as he spoke. To say he was unused to being told off, or ignored when bouts of useless trivia would flow from his lips consistently if he didn’t actively contain it was an understatement. Before his grandfather’s passing, he had often been told to watch his mouth, not everyone appreciated being told un-retainable information so constantly, that some might even take offence to what might come across as condescending despite that it was meant merely to be a share of knowledge.

While Eren usually listened, and at least humoured him, it wasn’t hard to tell that the brunette didn’t really care for what he was being told…But his fondness for the blond outweighed his want to silence him. Armin wasn’t ignorant, he knew his friend didn’t care, but there was only so long he could hold his tongue if only to appease his own desperate need to share what he’d learned… It gets lonely after so long.

Thank you so much for that fascinating trivia

Armin wasn’t sure that last time he had heard those words spoken so genuinely; the grin on his own lips only widened as he nodded his head eagerly.  “Of course! It’s my job after all, I am in charge of this facility” He explained, as a small flush filled his cheeks, modesty still outweighing pride at his title. “Anything you want to know about the Jelly fish, please let me know! I’d be happy to tell you all I know…” He started, but his words caught in his throat when his cerulean gaze caught sight of the small offering being held out.

Blinking he reached out, picking up the small gift carefully.  “For me? T-Thank you” He stammered, turning it over in his hands a few times before sliding it onto his thin wrist. “Did you make this?”

[kurreia]

"You're welcome!" 

A warm sense of glee washed over him when the blond welcomed his present without a single fragment of hesitance which was actually rather new. People these days have been casting his offers of friendship aside while some accepted it with reluctance. But this one seemed genuinely grateful for it and it stirred up the florist’s memory of his grandfather. As a child, he used to invent a lot of things as a way of passing the time and Grandpa always seemed to be appreciative of it whenever Clear would give his inventions to him as a present.

The blond's bright cerulean hues were somewhat calming to Clear. Not only did the beautiful glow of the tank nearby complimented them, he also seemed like a fairly delightful person who looked as if he never had a detrimental objective in his life. It almost felt like a breath of fresh air to the taller male.

"And yes, I did make it." Clear trained his eyes back to the sea creatures before them, slipping his hands back into the pockets of his coat. "I still have a bunch of them back in my flat. I actually make them everyday and bring some with me when I go out. I offer them to people who I want to be my friend." 

He didn't even know why he still kept making a lot of those bracelets when people so far have been turning them down. It was distressing but his hope for making new friends was more iron-willed.

"And seeing how you approached me instead of the other way around... I knew that we'll be good friends. People don't normally approach me. I guess it's because of the gas mask." He found himself voicing out his thoughts, not even realizing that he wasn't technically wearing his mask today.

[yarex2daze]

No Escape || Open

[yarex2daze]

Great…

He lets out a heavy sigh when he heard someone call out to him. He ignored the person and kept walking. He took noticed of them when he had got into his view. He clicked his tongue, starting to get irritated by him being obnoxiously worried.

He adjusts the hat to block his annoyed expression, but seeing how the other kept being so frantic about him being injured, it ticked him off. He was just as annoying as those women who clung onto him.

❝Shut the fuck up. I’m fine, now scram.❞ He glared at the stranger who wore a gas mask. Who even wears that as a casual anyways? Well not like he saw weirder. He turned away from the shorter male and kept walking ahead.

Well at least he didn’t throw a punch or yell at him.

[kurreia]

"Wha-- Hold on!" In spite of the crude rejection the stranger had flung at his direction, Clear kept a firm decision of helping him. After all, his grandpa used to tell him that those who turn down helping hands are normally the ones who really need one. Clear picked up his pace until he managed to block the stranger's path.

"Sir, you're going to die if you just leave yourself bleeding like that...!"

He was surprised the guy hadn't even lost consciousness or started getting dizzy at the very least yet. He must have really high tolerance for pain and seeing his stature, that somehow scared Clear a bit. But he brushed that fear for now.

"If you don't want to go to the hospital, I can very well try to treat your wounds! Grandpa taught me a lot of important medical procedures. Let me help you! Perhaps we can even be good friends after!" People were starting to look at their direction at this point now-- of course, a bleeding man interacting with another guy who was sporting a gas mask wasn't exactly something you'd see everyday.    

[kurreia]

Boss ☭ B)

vs.

Battle Theme:

Event Horizon

Battle intro:

"VI stands for violence? Is that supposed to scare me? Because do know that nothing will get me to back down! Please make this battle worthwhile!"

Victory:

"Done already? Are you sure?"

Defeat:

"Gyah! No! I’m not supposed to lose! What would Master say…?!"  

Assist:

"H-Huh? That’s not fair! Nobody told me we’re allowed to bring a companion!"

Taunt:

"Should we have a safe word just in case you get too tired?"

Reacting to Taunt:

"Being rude won’t grant you victory in this battle!"

Tie:

"The results are unacceptable. Let’s have another round."

Perfect Victory:

"That went faster than I thought. You’re not as tough as you make yourself out to be. Still… I didn’t hurt you too much, did I?"

[kurreia]

fifthdestiny:

The young woman couldn’t help but stare at the person who had just spoken up- it was hard not to when he had gas mask planted firmly on his face. And sure she was in the rougher part of town but well…

“Ah- No, I’m fine” reaching into her shopping bag she was loading up the side compartments of her bike in order to get the things home, reorganizing to get everything to fit. “Thank you, but I think I’ll be fine” a pause, her curiosity getting the better of her as she cleared her throat “If I may ask… Why the gas mask? If it’s personal, that’s fine.”

As much as Clear genuinely wanted to help the young boy, he knew better than to insist on doing so. Instead, he just watched him load up the compartments of the bike-- waiting for the other male to eventually ask for his help just in case. He remained silent for a fleeting moment but then his grip on the handle of his opened transparent umbrella somewhat twitched when the boy questioned his gas mask.

"My gas mask?" He pointed at his mask, nearly forgetting that he was actually sporting it today. "Oh! Well, I just woke up this morning and figured I should wear it today." Intentionally not explaining why, he steered the topic. "I don't think I've seen you around here before." Which was odd given how he's nearly friends with everyone in the city. "Are you new here?"

[kurreia]

☭ ~

vs.

Battle Theme:

Let the Stars Fall Down

Battle intro:

"Nozomi-san… I don’t wish to fight you. Please think wisely and go home to your family instead."

Victory:

"I’m so sorry, Nozomi-san."  

Defeat:

"W-What? Where did I go wrong?"

Assist:

"Eh? You got back-up?"

Taunt:

"You’re clearly not prepared for this. Please give up now before you hurt yourself any further!"  

Reacting to Taunt:

"H-Huh?! What did you just call me?"  

Tie:

"Let’s stop now. Friends aren’t supposed to hurt each other."

Perfect Victory:

"I didn’t want it to come to this but it’s for your own good. Let me take you home now where you'll be safe."