together.

we will survive.

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taikocharm‌:

( ☆ ♫ ☆ ) ;

❝ OH — NAH, you can go first. That, or…hey, wanna play together? ❞ She rests a hand on one of the two drums before them — one of two controls for the arcade game. ❝ Only if you’re cool with it, though. ❞

“i-i... okay,” the girl slowly takes a step forward, nervously fiddling with the hem of her skirt. “i... i’ve never played taiko before, so... i-i probably won’t be any good.”

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“i... you want me...? to be your drummer...?”

fahy looks at primula with wide eyes, her breath catching in her throat. she was surprised that primula had asked her. she would make jokes that there were times where she’d set up pots and pans, bang on them with forks and spoons... it was all still a surprise, though.

“please,” primula whispers, placing a hand on her friend’s shoulder. “i know you can do it. and, naoko,” she continues, looking towards the taller of the three. “i know you have experience with guitar, too. i... it would mean a lot to me if you all helped me. renji is learning bass, and vera is going to be on keyboards. i know you girls can do this.”

naoko glances downwards for a moment - thinking of playing guitar with friends in a band... sounded interesting. but it was thinking of playing live shows, playing at the live house. she liked watching shows. but playing...? that was a new story.

“... okay.” fahy finally nods her head, a small smile appearing on her face. “okay. i’ll... i’ll do my best for you, rimu.”

“me too,” naoko chimes in, forcing a smile, as well. 

primula’s smile begins to grow, grabbing the two and pulling them in for a tight embrace. “thank you... thank you so much. hanabi... will bring its powerful songs to inspire others. with your help... i know we can do it.”

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dvrelict:

。。。WHAT a nuisance, Li Hua thought. Once more, she looked at the body and lamented over the fact she might not get to eat him. Her stomach whined again, but by this time, Lily’s normal, brown eyes were inspecting the girl. “Why was someone after his head?” She could not imagine what kind of crime the man could have been involved with. If she let her imagination go wild, she could picture him getting his hands dirty in bribery or fraud. Something vanilla.

“Lamia,” she finally answered, though she wondered if the word would mean anything to the other woman. “A snake,” Li Hua then simplified, her head tilting to the side somewhat. “You’re not just a regular human girl, that much is obvious.”

“lamia?” interesting. mind worked quickly, and she put one and two and three together, recalling facts and information as quickly as she could. “lamia. greek mythology, but... really?” well, it wasn’t the most outrageous thing. midnight eyes look towards the corpse, and back at the woman. “... human trafficking. drug trade. murder. there was quite the list.”

a beep. she checks her watch, reading the information, before glancing back at the woman. “... today is your lucky day. i may leave this man here for the time being, but i was recently given a new job by my partner. dead or alive. if you’re that hungry... you might be able to get your meal after all, lamia.”

and, yes, she was purposefully dodging li hua’s last question.

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skymade:

   “Nae-ko?” Willow should really learn to listen when people gave her their names. Y’know, maybe one day. “You work with – wait, they work together, too? What, do they all go around, like, killing a bunch of people? Together?” 

“nao-ko.” wow, she really was a lot to handle. a sigh, and she shakes her head, long ebon locks moving with the swaying of her head. “yes. yes, we all work together, but - our work doesn’t always involve killing. dead or alive tends to be the case for most of our jobs.” she stares at the ground. “... though, there are cases that are... off the record that we handle.”

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skymade:

   “Us as a…?” 

   Willow’s first thought is, She means all humans, but, nah, that’s a little too broad for a personal apology, and a little… skies, what’s the word? Maybe she’s never known it. It’s almost weirdly small-minded, maybe, to think that Willow would judge all of all humans based on one interaction with one person.

   “Uh – nah, my dude, it’s, like… warm. Lukewarm. It’s all luke, my dude. Uh… am I supposed to, like. Y’know. Know you?” 

oh. oh, gods. she - she never introduced herself. she hardly knows anything other than that she is just some acquaintance to afton. with a gasp, she stands upright again, eyes wide like a deer in the headlights. “oh - uh, right. i’m - naoko. naoko kuroki. i - work with afton. and renji. we work together.”

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dvrelict:

。。。THE LAMIA should have known she was not going to get what she wanted - no, what she needed - that easily. She had spoken the truth, however: she had no intentions of hurting the young girl. Though her fearsome, unseeing eyes were locked on the girl more than on the body she wished to feed on, she wasn’t going to threaten the other’s safety. She wasn’t that hungry. 

“Pity,” Li Hua remarked. “But, don’t you think this is easier? He is already dead,” his aura as but a palette of greys presently “and he will soon not be nutritious to me. Which means I’ll have to go find someone else. You’ve killed him, and there are ways you can use to prove your work has been completed. You could just think f this as me helping you get rid of the body.”

No body, no murder, right?

“stop avoiding my question.”

naoko steels herself - regardless of the danger, she wouldn’t be taken lightly. she wanted an answer. she needed an answer. “i am under strict orders to bring him back dead or alive. he chose dead. that’s that. in this business, it’s all or nothing. and i will not risk ruining this bounty by returning with a head.”

she steps forward - not with violent intent, not in hostility. but honesty. curiosity. “... i’ll ask again. what are you.”

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skymade:

   “Oh, Renji’s mother– no, his brother– his… cousin’s… uh… Renji’s dude? Lots of people threaten me, it’s hard to keep track.” 

   She’s smiling. Trying to be friendly. This is what she thinks small talk is. ( Actually, she thinks small talk is writing words very very small, but… you get the picture. This is what she thinks idle chatter is. Well, no, she thinks that’s a talking statue– … let’s just get back to the thread. ) 

   “Why are you apologizing? He didn’t kill me.” 

“i do not want his actions to possibly reflect on us as a whole,” she replies, quickly, fiddling with gloved hands that poke gently out of the ashen poncho covering her figure. this was... difficult. small talk, idle chatter - whatever, it was still difficult for naoko. speaking with strangers was still a little uncomfortable. “i... know he didn’t kill you. and - regardless of how used to it you must be, it is still unacceptable.” 

another bow, remaining bent over. “so, i apologize.”

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skymade:

   “H… huh?”

   Willow isn’t thinking about it, but were she to take a moment to, she would struggle to remember a time when anyone actually apologized to her for anything. Tallow would huff and turn away – Eryk had never wronged her – the others that had would never have apologized, and anyone else never stuck around long enough to either do anything poor or feel remorse. Green eyes are scaling the area, as if waiting to be jumped, waiting for something to happen, but it’s… not.

   “I, uh.” She starts smiling now, half-bows back at the other – because she doesn’t know what the fuck she’s supposed to do. “Everything’s, like? Fine? What are we talking about?” 

... wait. this was the correct person. right? purple skin. vibrant smile. naive personality. yes. yes, this was willow, the woman renji had spoken so fondly of, the one afton detested with a passion.

“... afton kazama. the man who - well... threatened you. he - is a little taller than me. messy black hair, large revolver. uh... i would - like to apologize. for him.”

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@skymade

“please forgive us!”

a deep bow - this must look rather strange to the amyran, especially since it’s native to naoko more than afton and renji, but she feels so guilty for the way afton treated the girl - especially after hearing so many nice things about her from renji.

“our group would like to apologize to you about afton’s horrible treatment towards you,” she says - this is the most emotion she’s had in her voice in quite a while. she eventually stands upright, but clasps her hands together, bowing her head, now.

“please accept our apology on afton’s behalf!”

[misericordia-1]

hi ily

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“... people tell me my hair is too long.

should i... get it cut?”

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dvrelict:

。。。WHEN hungry, Li Hua tended to forget that not everyone had the chance to familiarise themselves with the world of the non-humans. However, the fact that the young woman had, it seemed guiltlessly, (nearly) killed the man on the ground somehow meant to the lamia that she did not have to hide her cravings, or her nature.

“They don’t, that’s true,” the lamia had to admit. Her eyes went down to the man, his lump now showing hints of a deathly grey hue. He was almost gone, she thought. Moments away from meeting his maker. Her heart skipped a beat. She looked back at the girl. Her aura now featured a green shade, one Li Hua recognised as fear. Adrenaline pumping. “I’m not going to hurt you,” she assured Naoko.

Then, Li Hua shook her head, a small smile playing on her features. “No. Never been. I do wonder what its like being human, though,” she laughed a little, as if to ease the atmosphere. “I’d just like to eat. I have no interest in harming you, miss.”

this was... problematic. on the one hand, stay the hell away from her bounty. this was her mark, her kill, and she’d be damned if she let anyone take it from her. she was tired of afton and renji always taking big names, always being the heroes. the heels of her boots dig into the ground, and she shakes her head.

“... i can’t let you do that,” she replies, steely gaze staring at... whatever the person in front of her was. part of her wanted to be scared - but naoko has faced monsters and demons before. this was simply a different kind.

“... what are you?”

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hearts-of-coal:

“Sounds to me like you have a bit of a problem there.”, she jested with a small chuckle. She’d seen people in her past that pretty much ran on coffee, of course, and this woman certainly appeared the type, as well. “And, you’re most welcome. Maybe if I can get your number you can join me for a nice session of tea and cat-petting.”

she knew it was a joke - but she still couldn’t help the slight frown at the mention of a problem. walk it off, fahy. it was just a joke. clearing her throat, doe-eyes look back up at the other, smiling meekly and nodding her head. “i, um... i’d like  - that. i’m...” a small hand extends itself, the other still preoccupied with playing with the ends of her bangs. “...lao. fahy.  it’s - ... nice to meet you.”

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hearts-of-coal:

“Five sh-” She blinks in disbelief, even more shocked as she manages to drink it so nonchalantly. Something about this woman’s energy scared her. Her reasoning, however, seemed justifiable enough. A hand raised to her mouth, fingertips gently pressing to her lips as she let out another amused giggle. “Well, fair enough, I guess. I’d recommend hibiscus tea if the reason is related to something you’re stressing over. Lavender tea can also help you get to sleep despite your, erm… stimulation.”

the young woman returns the stranger’s giggle with one of her own, head shaking, pale locks of pink straying as she moved her head. “stimulation. at this point, this is enough to keep me level. um. it takes a lot more to get me... wired.” she begins to shrink back into herself, once more, bangs covering her eyes a bit. “... though - i’ll take the tea recommendations. if... that’s okay.”

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soaringheart:

“Truly?” Her fingers laced together and she couldn’t help but beam at the other! “That isn’t something I’m told very often! I’ve been informed I’m rather…unique,” Which she understood was a polite way of calling her ‘weird’ or ‘strange’, really. She could feel her eyes sparkling in admiration as she looked her over. “I’ll admit I’m flattered! To be recognized by an individual that’s as cool as yourself has made my day! I should introduce myself!” She dipped her head a little ways in greeting before holding out a hand for her to shake. “I’m Haeun!”

breath catches in her throat, and the hunter is suddenly caught by surprise. so many strange people, out of nowhere. it seems all of the strangers left and right were doing well at catching her off-guard. naoko clears her throat, head shaking at the compliment, though, under her poncho, her gloved hands nervously rubbed together. “... haeun. it’s - nice to meet you. i’m - naoko. i didn’t mean to bother you.”

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dvrelict:

。。。IT hadn’t even occurred to Li Hua that the young-looking woman might have been a hunter. She was reckless enough to show herself, uninvited, in a pickle of a situation, but her instincts for feeding had taken over. Her rational side was, thus, on autopilot, controlled by purely carnal desires. Subconsciously, as she glanced at the body, the tip of her tongue wetted the flesh of her bottom lip; she imagined herself eating the man. She hadn’t had human in a while. “He looks like such a plain man, why would he have a bounty on him?” she heard herself ask.

“For the bounty?” When Lily looked back at the woman, her eyes were pine green, the deep hue covering her entire eyeballs. In the middle, black serpentine slits stared, unseeing, at Naoko. Now, the other female was nothing but an orange, yellow and red mass of energy her body emanated. That was as much (or as little) the snake could see. “Not really. But I’m hungry. You wouldn’t mind if I eat him, would you? If you need his head for proof, you can keep it, I have no interest in it.” It was, after all, the least nutritional part of a human body.

the woman was quiet. unmoving. it made naoko... uncomfortable. she wasn’t human. she wasn’t human. she was beginning to gather that much - gears in her head began to turn, and she took a step back, closer to the man, creating a sort of barrier - as if that could do anything. she had a feeling that wouldn’t do much, in this situation.

“... he’s a criminal. do criminals have a certain appearance?” she answers the question with one of her own - she didn’t have to say anything, after all.

eat.

midnight eyes burst open wide when she says that. it takes a lot to scare naoko. she’s endured enough - more than any woman her age should ever go through. but damn, if the woman’s words in such a casual tone didn’t send a chill up her spine.

“...eat? what - ... you’re not human. you’re not human at all - are you?”

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rules: answer the twenty questions and then tag twenty people you want to get to know better !

Name: alex

Zodiac Sign: gemini

Height: 5′6

Languages Spoken: english and some spanish

Nationality: latino (american)

Favourite Fruit: pineapple/strawberry

Favourite Scent: balsam

Favourite Colour: black. fuck you, it’s a color.

Favourite Animal: domestic? dog. wild? bear.

Coffee, Tea, or Hot Chocolate: coffee

Favourite Fictional Character(s): deadpool.

Dream Trip: tuscany, italy. 

When Was Your Blog Created: uh... a year ago? ish?

Last Movie Seen: mean girls

Songs You’ve Had On Repeat: chain by back-on

Album You’ve Had On Repeat: high hopes by patd

Favourite Candy: reeses

Favourite Holiday: halloween, christmas and thanksgiving. i get to see all my family.

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