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   She rolls her eyes at his response, hidden behind her mask. Kasumi’s heard that one before and it still never changed her attitude. At the very least it encouraged the continuation of the assignment.

   “Neglecting the assignment can also get you killed.” It was a reminder for the both of them that failing to complete what was given to them would have dire consequences, something Kasumi wasn’t keen on adding to her record of diligent work. She pushed away from the trees in the direction of the sea, letting the faint smell of salty air lead the way for her.

   “You don’t have to like me on or off duty. Just get your work done.”

He feels the arrogance exuding off of this one.The nin follows a mere few paces behind, their footfalls cushioned by creeping fog. Manifested by one of the two, or clinging to their bodies from the village of which they came, it’s hard to discern.

“Chatty, aren’t we?” the faceless goads, testing. Prodding. 

“Have you got a plan for capture, too?” 

A straightforward assignment, like many others before. Another escapee with a bounty on his head - one does not leave the mist. One cannot leave the mist, for it always returns with a vengeance. 

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   “Ah, there are more important things to do than act as a statue. We have heads to collect; let’s go.”

Kasumi was becoming anxious standing around doing nothing, fingers twitching ever so slightly. It didn’t help that she was paired with someone she’d never worked with before either. She was hungry for blood and he was the only thing keeping her from it.

“Your impatience will get you killed,” the mask utters flatly, sudden in the choked silence the mist gave to them. He’s seen plenty fall to their own arrogance, it’d be a shame and unsurprising all the same to lose another. 

But he does not refute - it’s also fun to watch. 

“Lead the way, Miss. You know your orders.”

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He’s staring - deadly silent, lacking the ghost of breath or beat of heart. Such is the practice of hunter nin his stature. Have you noticed, yet?

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Words come as bleak and inky as the clinging black from which he steps, “It’s a little cold out tonight. The mist is funny like that,” poised like a taunt, despite being innocent in nature, “Don’t you think?” 

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Inktober Day 7: Warning

Run,

Run,

Run,

Run as fast as you can.

Mokumokuren are yokai that look like eyeballs, and they like to live in torn shoji screens. They are considered to be a traditional Japanese staple of a haunted house. They usually symbolize that another yokai(spirit) is nearby.

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“Ah, welcome.” 

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