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@sentoin
[[ I am very sorry that I haven't been on this blog in over 3 weeks
Things have been very rough on me and I haven't been able to find the time to rp on here and my muse has fled me for some time
But hopefully tomorrow I can get back in the groove of things and rp with you all again. ]]
She felt his shiver and inwardly smiled. Oh~ How she wanted this to last forever, the satisfaction of making the mighty Crow crumble before a little girl. Nothing could have been more entertaining. MInatsuki casted her eyes downward, taking the hand she held and placing it against her chest, letting him feel her steady heartbeat. “Of course I’m jealous…I want the guy I like to look at me and only me…”
She sniffled, her eyes watering to the point where the tears could be rolling down her cheeks at any moment. “But I know you don’t like me at all since you hate girls…But I still want you to look at me, okay?” The brunette lifted her head and looked to him.
He twitches a little when his hand is placed on her chest. Oh how much he wants to tear his hand away and yell at her. How much he wants this whole charade to end. But he can't even muster enough will up to even speak to her with out a stutter on his breath.
The guy she likes? That couldn't really be him, could it? No, it couldn't be yet she still said it and his cheeks feel more on fire as he tries to glance away from her, slate irises a little glossy from how flustered he is.
— { ♞ } "I-I don't hate all girls...it's just their actions or what they seem to wear...
But...I guess I can still...look at ya' if you want."
His eyes are already darting from one wall to the other before he glances down at her, his muscles tense under taut skin as she looks up at him.
Confronting the Chain of Command: Thief!AU [‖] sentoin
“Stop!”
The brunette grimaced, taking another quick glance at the worn, leather wallet he held in his hand, thumbing the familiar looking crest pressed into the top right corner, before anxiously peeking around the corner, and spying his pursuer. He’d never screwed up this bad before.
It was just supposed to be a routine run, as normal, working with the rest of the band, picking the pockets of the wealthier, affluent members of society. Although they walked among the normal crowd, the brunette had grown accustomed to singling them out in the crowd by habits; their stiff gaits, polite mannerisms, and that fact that they simply ooze superiority make them easy targets.
Usually it was an easy, effortless job, slipping through the crowd and relieving the target of valuables, usually wallets, or jewelry if they were lucky. The rest of the group he worked with was pretty well known, and so far, none of them had been caught.
But he’d chosen the wrong target today. The thief had been going through the motions, choosing a larger number of easier pickings instead of just a few loaded marks, when he’d swiped the wallet of one of the police, not one of his smartest moves.
Shou stiffened as the footsteps grew closer, nerves finally spurring his muscles into motion, and the pick pocket shot out of the alley, ignoring the yells of protest and darted through the crowd.
Pants leave his mouth as he chases the man that ran from him. Just what exactly had happened for this to come to him chasing after someone. Right, something was taken from him.
Walking in crowds is dangerous because well that's how pickpockets hide. Senji never suspected him to be a target of one though. His fingers hand only tapped against his backside against his pockets after he was unsuspectedly picked from and he felt that his wallet was missing. That's when he knew. Turning on his heels, he spotted someone suspicious and called out but they didn't stop.
Time for the chase scene.
He darted through the crowd of people and that is where he ended up now, chasing after someone who he might lose but that won't happen. Ringed thumbs tuck under his clenched fingers as he picks up the pace and sprints, trying to keep up.
— { ♞ } "Get back here!"
He figured he might as well call and as soon he was close, the brunet had darted off and that makes him pissed. Teeth clench and grind against one another and dashes off into the crowd he had run into, slate optics focused on trying to keep him insight as he runs. How exciting this was to be honest but he'll save those thoughts for later.
sentoin started following you
This man was… Tall. Noa felt utterly small in front of him; vulnerable. He could probably take her out by the heel of his boot, no doubt about it, but fighting him is the last thing coming to mind.
The eyebrow tattoo confirmed his identity without Noa having to ask, fear and anxiety starting to arise because of it. Taking a step back, a breath caught in the young woman’s throat. He didn’t seem ready to attack, but one could never be too sure.
Though, this is what she deserved for sneaking into G-ward alone. Part of her hoped he would just see her as a pest and shoo her away, the other wishing for some sort of interaction that didn’t involve violence. It was a curiosity that would get her killed one day.
“Crow..?”
Slate grey hue stares down at her, narrowed only slightly at the girl in front him. Steps are taken away and he just makes them up by walking forward to keep the distance the same.
Arms are folded over his chest as he examines the girl, a scowl being drawn on his lips before his head tilts. Why was she here and how did she get in? He doesn't get ready to strike her though. He wouldn't do that unless she were a threat and going to attack him. So he keeps his fingers clenching on his biceps as he stares her down with his single eye.
She's heard of him though, that much can be told by the way she speaks his stage name. Her voice sounds like it's tinged with fear. Wonder why. Was he that intimidating? Yes, he was. A chuckle rises deep in his throat as his teeth grind before answering.
— { ♞ } "That's my name, don't wear it out."
“..I could help you with training…I have read a lot of mele and I am handy with a sword…So there will be no strain on my part…And if you lose to me, the only penalty is buying me food.” At the mention of food, the woman’s stomach made a soft, dying grumble. It had been days since she last ate, having no ability to cook for herself… Eunbyeol have the man a curious tilt of her head. “…And I have read your file. It seems you are afraid of women yet you freely touch me now. Why?…” She tried to change the subject from her own embarrassment. It was the first time she had been touched so gently by a human and it was a foreign feeling. It was welcomed though.
— { ♞ } "Help me train huh? I'd appreciate that. And lose, eh, doubt that but yeah I'll buy you food if that happens."
A nod is made as well as a soft smile as he keeps his hand on her head. It'd be nice to have someone help him gain his perception back, as well as helping him figure out how to see with only this one eye since he sees half of what he used to. It definitely will take time being able to see just that much. And buying food isn't even all that big of a deal so it'll be fine if he loses, right?
He seems surprised when she speaks her last bit of words, almost taken aback by how she says them.
— { ♞ } "Eh...It's more of a personal matter really but you don't seem like a flashy woman or one that's all out y'know.."
He seems flustered even just describing it.
“…Hm…Concerned with right and wrong…This will go in my studies…” She murmured and drew her hand back to her side. It seemed some of his anger had subsided and that was fine. “How about another method for dispelling your anger. Watching the people here, they seem to like eating…I could get you something.” It was strange for her to offer something of the sort. Usually she wouldn’t try at all to ‘cheer’ a human up.
— { ♞ } "Eating. Yeah a lot of us do like to eat. Especially me."
He gives a hearty laugh, his eye shutting as he does so. Eating was definitely a thing a lot of people in the prison enjoyed doing so much as trying to get into a scuffle. Opening up the slate hue moments later, he gives a tiny nod to her offer.
— { ♞ } "If ya' want to. Ramen is a main preference but just about anything'll work for me if it's tasty."
"Yeah, but neither one of us were hurt, right?" The both of them were fine despite the minor collision, and that was the important part in Eddie’s opinion. "No biggie!" The kitten mewed, looking up at the teen with a sleepy look when it realized he wasn’t paying attention to him anymore. He automatically reached over to gingerly scratch it’s head, looking down at the injured feline when the man called attention to it.
A small frown had crossed his face, a faint expression. “A dog was trying to eat it,” Eddie told him. “I’m going to see if my friend is home, since he’s really good at medical stuff.”
— { ♞ } "Pretty sure neither of us were hurt."
All it did was hit him with a dull shock but nothing major had happened since it was only a small bum. His eye stayed trained on the kitten when it mewled, his head tilting to the side as he hears the kid speak. His hand lifts up and taps at his chin after hearing just what had happened. A sharp breath is inhaled between clenched teeth to show like it was something bad to him.
— { ♞ } "Dog was trying to eat him? Well shit. That's something new.
I was about to suggest going to get that cat checked out, might need to do it soon before those injuries get infected or somethin' of the sort."
[[ Excuse me so much!
I apologize for the fact that I have not been here for the past 2 days and for that I haven't been able to reply to anything! I am so sorry for not giving any warning in advance.
Unfortunately, even though I have just gotten back, I am fairly tired and might not get anything done today until late some time tonight or tomorrow after I come home from school.
But I will try to get as many things done as possible before I have to leave to sleep. Meaning I'll try to get things done in the 6-7 hours that I have to be on here. ]]
"You have been very kind to me. Others have not been so down here...I have read your file, to further my own research and I know you should not be in this jail by the standees they have set forth."
— { ♞ } "I'm not gonna be rude to you unless you do something that calls for it. Others can simply fuck off. Yeah but it's a little too late to say I don't belong here. Been 7 years since I was caught at the wrong place at the wrong time."
(/□＼*)・゜
(/□＼*)・゜ = What makes the character blush
[[ Women. Women with a nice figure, women with a sizeable bust, women being suggestive, risque or even immoral.
All of those and probably many more things make him blush and get him absolutely flustered. ]]
(≧∇≦)
(≧∇≦) = What makes the character happy
[[ Something that makes Senji happy is
When he is given food
When he is actually shown respect and knows that others have admiration for him.
Reason for number two is if he is shown both of those things it means he's actually struck someone with intimidation and got a reward out of it with respect and having the person admire them even if they are intimidated. It keeps him going. ]]
½, ( =①ω①=) !
½ = How the character feels about people taller or shorter than them
[[ Senji doesn't particularly feel anything towards people taller than him since he has yet to find someone taller but shorter people can someone get on his nerves somewhat if they bug him about his height or whine about not being tall when it doesn't have that many perks to it all besides being able to reach the top shelf without breaking a sweat. ]]
( =①ω①=) = What animals the character likes and if they have a pet/pets
[[ Senji is a dog person! Though he can get along with other animals fairly easily, I like to think he'd be more of a dog person more or less because he was a policeman in his past and police are usually associated with dogs. ]]
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Headcanons list! (Add more if you wish)
½ = How the character feels about people taller or shorter than them
± = The character and what they think about math
† = How the character feels about murder
@ = How the character appears online
¥ = How the character handles money or spends it
° = The character’s temperature preferences
æ = The character and languages (Known or Want to Learn)
↔ = The character’s ability to read directions
♥ = Character’s preference for relationships (sexuality, type of person, etc.)
zzz= What time the character enjoys sleep or being awake
☂ = Weather the character enjoys
♪ = What music the character likes
( =①ω①=) = What animals the character likes and if they have a pet/pets
(・∀・ ) = The character’s emotional state most of the time
☆～（ゝ。∂）= How the character greets people
⊙﹏☉ = What flusters the character
(≧∇≦) = What makes the character happy
(/□＼*)・゜ = What makes the character blush
(;╹⌓╹) = What scares the character
（；へ：） = What makes the character cry
(´ q ` ” ) = The character’s “guilty” pleasure
（・□・；） = What makes the character uncomfortable
(*^◇^)_旦 = What the character likes to eat and drink
｡ﾟ(TヮT)ﾟ｡ = What makes the character laugh
(´；Д；｀) = What worries the character
(⑅ ‘﹃’ ) = What the character daydreams or thinks about
( ⌒o⌒)人(⌒-⌒ ) = Friends the character has or would like to make
Eunbyeol stood perfectly still, hair whipping around her face from the speed and force of his punch. Strange. Why had he not hit her? Gently, she placed a hand atop of his arm. “….Why did you not use your rage to hit me? I assumed you were upset and seeing how I am the only one here at the moment, it was better for you to take your anger out on me…” She did not narrow her eyes, or frown, or smile, but kept her blank facade. “…Do you deem my too fragile to hit?”
— { ♞ } "I didn't hit you because you haven't done anything to deserve to be hit."
A soft snort is made, fingers of his other hand wrapping around the throbbing set of digits. Looking off, a sigh is exhaled before he tilts his head back to glance up at the ceiling. It wasn't that she was fragile, he didn't think that even if she was a woman. He didn't want to hit her because it wasn't right and even if his anger had the best of him, he didn't want any casualties to be caused because of him acting out.
"...I never had a chance to ask. Why are you in jail? You have not hurt me in any way..."
— { ♞ } "I'm in here because of my past. Even if I was something good then, what happened is something that was deemed immoral and unjust and I was remanded to here.
Why?"
