十面埋伏.

aff. / priv. assassin of shinjuku.

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「 ILLUSTRATED BY: TCB 」

[skilledstar]

✦ : @hopeled​ !

          ❛ mind your step, m’lord. it’d be a shame if you flew off somewhere. ❜  the ever-changing gravitational pull of this particular sector was interesting indeed. a steadying hand makes sure his master’s body doesn’t topple following the latest shift. less pressure this time, and yan qing clicks his tongue absentmindedly.

          of course, as if believing the assassin to be distracted, one of those prowling monsters — the ones protecting the wires — makes a move for his master. silly, really. did it really think it could get by him?  ❛ now i won’t forgive that. ❜

          a swift kick quickly pushes the beast back towards a wall, a heaving groan sounding as it crashes against it. whatever fire it had hoped to breathe dies in its mouth. the last one he had seen had caused shifts in the earth  — were they manipulating elemental magic?  ❛ more of them will appear soon. that fellow was rather noisy, and mindless beasts are known to flock together. ❜  and they had cut several wires in their time here. not enough to satisfy her, he was sure, but enough that he was eager to move her somewhere less unpredictable.  ❛ shall we move to a different area for now? we may meet less resistance. i don’t sense any other civilians in need of assistance nearby either.  ❜

[skilledstar]

✦ : @reliberated​​ !

           ❛  hm, hm~ you got another one! those ears of yours are reliable indeed. ❜

          his tone was light but his compliment sincere. watching his newfound companion swiftly cut another wire with an expertly wielded katana was satisfying indeed — how lucky he was to come across such a talented young lady in the dead of night. few would dare to prowl the streets in the dark, especially not with the earth quaking every few minutes, but thankfully he wasn’t alone in his ability to see what hid in the shadows. 

          a partnership would make things easier for both of them, or so he had suggested. while her ears did the work his own could not, locating wires hidden beneath the earth one after the other, yan qing occupied himself with preventing anything ( or anyone ) from interrupting her when she was vulnerable. it was ideal. 

          ❛  these little beasts are troublesome, but if we continue being this efficient, we might lure out some much more dangerous types. ❜  those within the city who have chosen to ally themselves with the invading forces, that is ( not that he could judge them, not when he would have done so too had his master not made her distaste known ).  ❛  are you still feeling up for more?  ❜

[skilledstar]

kizuatto‌:

Dabi stares down at the motionless body pathetically displayed before him, disappointed that he had missed out on what could have been a thrilling brawl. He would have spiced it up by adding literal fire to their feud. He tilts his head slightly the side before giving the body a hard kick to their ribs, only eliciting a barely-conscious groan from the victim. Huh. He’s still alive. That’s a shame. They really passed up the opportunity of wreaking gruesome havoc right outside and the villain couldn’t think of a good reason why they would avoid such favorable circumstances.

❝You can’t even finish the job right.❞ He turns to frown at the apparent victor of the fight who didn’t even break a sweat compared to his opponent who is already greasy from everything he had to put up with. That’s fascinating, isn’t it? Maybe this cheeky stranger is a lot stronger than Dabi had initially thought. ❝Well, whatever. I’ll let you make up for depriving me of a front row seat to a bloodbath. You got money on you?❞

          ❛  — or perhaps i wasn’t trying to kill them? m’lord wouldn’t be too happy if i caused that kind of trouble without permission. i’d likely get a scolding!  ❜ at least not when he was without most of his strength as a servant, not when he couldn’t cover his tracks and prevent such happenings from coming back to trouble her. 

          ❛  do i look like i carry money on me?  ❜  the currency he did use was the digital kind. it wasn’t as if spending it was much of a concern to a servant. hell, the only reason he brought his phone with him anywhere was in case his master needed to contact him. his priorities otherwise were just to find some sort of amusement. anything that could occupy his boredom. ❛  it is rather simple to charm a drink or two out of people, especially when it is more so the pleasure of company i sought. ❜  a small shrug as he gestures to the collapsed bodies, as his own leans against the back wall of the bar.  ❛  not that it worked out too well for me. you can take whatever money they had on them if you’d like. ❜

[skilledstar]

gonna go ahead and toss up a selectively uncapped event starter call. 

while he would usually be inclined to side with NULL, his master’s choice is what he’s going to follow. hence, he will side with the stars — though his way of going about it may not always be the most ‘noble’. in terms of his abilities, yan qing’s current powers are as follows:

he is a master martial artist ( his particular style of martial arts is called mizong quan ). even if his strength as a servant is greatly reduced, it still trumps over an ordinary human’s. this includes things such as his speed and his senses too. he is an assassin class servant, after all. 

he has also retained his presence concealment skill, which allows him to hide his presence and the energy he gives off as a servant. of course, this is rendered null when he attacks someone.

so if you’d be interested in threading with a chaotic martial artist, go ahead and give this a like!

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[skilledstar]

hopeled‌ ( master ) :

      “ Guess you could say I’ve become a bit of a night owl now.”

     she’s not startled by his voice breaking the peaceful silence she found herself in, head turning to offer the servant a small smile. she had felt the magical energy approaching and recognized its familiarity as friend rather than foe, hence her easiness. one eyebrow raises up, lips quirking in a grin for moment. “ I dare some thug to try something. I have quite a mean right hook, don’t you know.” okay, maybe that was a lie, it was more of a left hook but it didn’t have quite the same ring to it. “ Besides, now that you’re here, I’m in perfectly safe hands. No need to worry about any ruffians. “

         at the question of why she was up so late, a sigh falls from her lips. she was getting asked that more often than not by both friends and Servants alike. chin in her palm, her gaze returns back to the darkness of the city, away from that piercing gaze. “ No offense, but can you even sing at all? “ a light jest before she falls silent for a moment.

   “ Hm…. guess I’m just not that tired as I used to be. “ partial truth, partial lie. it was the nightmares keeping her up and not sleeping at all was a good way to avoid them.

           ❛  have you now? i’d be greatly interested to see your form~  ❜  she wasn’t wrong though, all jokes aside. he wouldn’t let anyone try something, even if he lacked most of his strength as a servant. as an assassin, he would never be comparable to some of the heavier hitting classes employed by chaldea, more suited to working from the shadows than running to the front lines. still, his strength, however dull it had become, was hers. this city did not change the fact that she was his lord through and through. 

          and it is because ritsuka fujimaru is his lord, the one he is wholly sworn to serve, that he continues to play along with her casual tone ( all the while monitoring her body language, the shadows beginning to emerge under her eyes ).  ❛  perhaps we ought to find out sometime. most of my performances are during celebrations, and those accompanying me would be too intoxicated to offer sound critique.  ❜  best not to chance it on such a quiet night, especially when the sound of his singing could invite more company. he doubted that was what she needed. so, instead, he sits next to her and hums thoughtfully. his smile is still present, though it becomes less playful. ‘ is that so. well, you are used to operating sporadically. being here without any impending operations to work towards must have been a shock to the system. ’ and it gave her more time to think on what she had already faced, less time to distract herself with the mission. nightmares, is it? 

          ❛ ... well, if that’s the case, would you like to go get something to eat with me? i know plenty of late-night vendors if you’re up for it, master.  ❜

[skilledstar]

          ❛  friends of yours? if so, it is in their best interest to see a doctor! when they wake up, that is. ❜  the assassin casually hops over a collapsed body, smile friendly despite the circumstances. though even as he said it, yan qing figured that the answer would be ‘no’. this fellow didn’t seem like the sociable sort, at least not when it came to men like this. men who spent their nights getting aggressively drunk in run-down bars. men whose tempers needed a lot of work. the servant had even been on his best behavior too, out of respect for his master residing in the city — how was he supposed to know a game of cards would lead to them getting so riled up? 

         it wasn’t his fault they had bet all their money, nor was it his fault that he had beaten them at their own game. really, cheaters ought to have a better eye for targets  — especially if they were planning on assaulting them in an alley! this was a mercy for all the trouble they had put him through, or at least that’s the way yan qing saw it. ❛   — or not. i remember your face from inside. if you were looking to see an exciting fight, then i’m sorry to disappoint. still, i doubt the owner will let me back in now... what a shame. i hadn’t even finished my drink. ❜

@kizuatto​

[skilledstar]

           ❛  you’re up late, master.  ❜

          he hadn’t known that ritsuka was in this city as well - this chance meeting nothing more than a coincidence in the night - but that didn’t mean he was in any way hesitant to approach. if anything, it was the opposite. better to be reunited sooner rather than later with his lord. it was less trouble that way, allowed for fewer chances of her being caught up in anything unfavorable ( though the master of chaldea always found a way to do just that, the assassin had found ). ❛  you never know what kind of ruffians and thugs could be roaming the streets at this time of night, you know.  ❜ not that he was to be included among the ranks of such ruffians, not at all. and while his tone remains ever-playful, his gaze is sharp, emerald hues studying her closely. ❛  are you having trouble sleeping, perhaps? i can’t say i’ve ever sang a lullaby before, but there’s always a first for everything. ❜

@hopeled​​.

[skilledstar]

okay okay okay throwing up a short & sweet starter call for yan qing here. uncapped for the time being because why not!

[skilledstar]

           ASSASSIN OF SHINJUKU ( fate grand order )

his true name is yan qing - one of the 108 stars of destiny from the chinese novel ‘water margin’ - though he typically goes by ‘assassin’. 

shinjuku assassin to be precise. 

a ruffian who acted as an outlaw in ‘life’ ( and takes pride in that fact ), though he was also a master of martial arts. so much so that there is an actual martial arts school based on his skills as a fighter. 

he is technically a fictional character even in his own world, but he had enough of a reputation to gain a place on the throne of heroes and manifest as a heroic spirit.

his saint graph was altered when he fused with the phantom doppelgänger, but since that phantom lacks a real ‘legend’ of its own, yan qing remains much the same. he can just transform into people. it’s a really good party trick.

his alignment is chaotic evil but for the most part he’s pretty amicable to new people. it’s fine. don’t worry about it. don’t think too much on it. it’s fine.

want to go out and have a good time? he’s your man. yan qing loves a good celebration, even if there’s nothing to celebrate. that said, he will drink you under the table if given the chance ( please don’t give him the chance ).

friendship ended with lu junyi, now chaldea’s master is my best friend.

[nokto-scordatura]

燕青

[yktk-zzz]

ある侠客の死

interludes-ish.

[badjura]

shinjuku was great i’m glad i have a NP2 moriarty now

[skilledstar]

necrowned‌:

A week after those strange events, Wei Wuxian meets someone from that dream. That strange and half-twisted dream, the one that sometime lingered behind his eyes with a life he didn’t have and could only want. He knows this face, because it’s the same from that mad dream, that half-lie. “Huh.”

Really, their reactions are almost the same, like mirrors. “Right, Wei Wuxian. And you’re… Yan? Yan Qing?” They were close, he recalls that much. Friends - the kind that went out drinking, lazily watching the stars and swapping stories of school. “Something like ‘nice to see you again’ would be better, don’t you think? Considering those guys were friends. But, you know, this is weird. Way weirder then anything I’ve seen, and I’ve seen a lot of strange things.”

But in spite of the strangeness, he still smiles. “Haha, but despite all that… It’s nice to meet you, Yan Qing! I expected you to be taller. Or maybe you were smaller then? Hm!”

At least he wasn’t alone in his bewilderment, especially when it was quite difficult to startle the Assassin in the first place. The man’s words strike true, however, and his surprised expression turns to a small smile. ❛ Yeah... Nice to meet you too, Wei Wuxian. ❜

And yet, it seemed that irregardless of this technically being their first meeting, the dynamic of their ‘other’ selves remained to an extent. Poking fun, teasing remarks— almost as if they really were old friends. Even if that was nothing more than a fantasy, a life they never lived, such a dynamic was much more preferable to the more serious atmosphere that had been there moments before. Having a friend like Wei Wuxian in this city wouldn’t be too bad either. And so, an exaggerated gasp sounds out as a hand moves to cover his mouth in mock horror. 

❛ I’m not that short! I’m average— average! How rude! You’ve changed my mind, it isn’t nice to meet you at all! ❜

[skilledstar]

causerank‌:

“Woah?!” The voice is nostalgic, but there had been no time between acknowledging it and preparing himself from having the box taken from him. It’s quite a mix of sensations and feelings - the joy of seeing Yan Qing, and the comfortableness of not having to carry something so heavy for yet another second. Between thanking him and calling his name out in surprise, Ritsuka ends up doing… neither. Just looking dumbstruck and relieved. 

By the time that wave of feelings calms and rests away, he can finally look anything other than a deer caught in the headlights.

“Shinshin~ Thanks a lot. That’s actually a delivery, so be careful okay?” Which sounds a bit hypocrite, considering how the Master had been carrying it so far… but hey! It had been working. He’d just take a bit too long to deliver it, is all. The boy stretches, his arms and back feeling quite better. Servant strength sure came in handy for things like this. Must be nice~~ “It shouldn’t be too far…” Double check the note in his pocket. “Three blocks from here. Gives us enough time to talk! I missed you. Were you close by?”

The surprised expression that crosses Ritsuka’s face is exactly what he expects, but it brings him great amusement nonetheless. Amusement and an overwhelming sense of relief. Finding his Master had been a priority since coming to this place, and now it was fulfilled. Not that he says anything. Instead, his free hand moves to ruffle the other’s hair playfully. ❛ Of course, of course. ❜  

Still, at his command, the Assassin attempts to hold the box with more care— if such a thing was even possible. All tasks carried out for his Master deserved his attention to the utmost, even something as mundane as carrying a box from one place to another. Such was the very purpose of a Servant to his Lord. At Ritsuka’s simple query, however, Yan Qing’s expression turns to a pout. ❛ I was placed nearby, but I’ve primarily been wandering about. I did hear you were here from some, but luck had it that I couldn’t find you until now. It was very troubling! ❜ 

❛ I hope you’ve been keeping yourself out of too much trouble, Master. This Yan Qing has spent many a night concerned for your well being, you know! ❜  Says one of the most troublesome Servants of Chaldea— at least, when those who weren’t Ritsuka Fujimaru were concerned. 

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causerank replied to your post:

maybe i really just want you to talk to me with your sexy voice this time 

i talk to you with my sexy voice all the time !! i literally never shut my mouth !!