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As much of a good soldier he could be, Shinya was never really interested neither able to care for paperwork or anything of that crap assigned to him, yeah he had tons of work to do actually but he always would end finishing when the nights were long and sleep couldn’t come because he had the ability to do so. If he hadn’t anything more interesting to do he may actually work for once but as always had been since a few last years, he started to develop a certain habit.

And so he stood out of Guren’s office knowing already, kinda, how things would go once he knocked on the door so for this time he just didn’t follow the rules and opened the door as he knocked on it “Hello~ Guren!” He was wondering if Guren would tell him to fuck off or just ignore him which was quite interesting and fun, “I didn’t had anything to do so~ I thought you may appreciate my company for now~”

Of course…

That was a lie as always but as long no one knew there were no problems about it and as long as he could bother Guren he could keep smiling another day knowing that such an idiot could relax a bit with him, or so he hoped.

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stratxgist

When the door flung open, Guren did not look up at the intruder, did not bother to spare him even one glance --- for who ᴇʟsᴇ could it have been?

ʜ ᴇ ᴀ ᴅ ᴀ ᴄ ʜ ᴇ ;; he could feel it coming from miles away. A routine by now, apparently. Shinya was that kind of visitor one expected to show up, but hoped wouldn’t due to last-minute illness or something along those lines. For some reason, however, he always did; quite healthy, and more annoyingly so. Of course, wishing harm upon others (vampires aside) was harsh, but it wouldn’t hurt if Shinya felt tired and decided to stay AWAY once in awhile.

Purplish hues remained fixated on some documents he held in hand. What they said mattered so little, and yet, his interest laid with them at this very moment --- anything but Shinya would do. He’d choose ʙᴏʀᴇᴅᴏᴍ over ᴀɴɴᴏʏᴀɴᴄᴇ any day. Well, not that there was a choice to begin with.

❝ Don’t ”ʜᴇʟʟᴏ~ ɢᴜʀᴇɴ” me, Shinya. Knock before you enter --- or rather: don’t come in. ❞

Each word dripped heavily of monotone.

❝ Since when did I ᴇᴠᴇʀ appreciate your company? On the other hand, --- If you were to make a ᴜ-ᴛᴜʀɴ out that door, I’d be grateful indeed. ❞

#// I haven't interacted with a Shinya for so long I'm not sure how to act haha #I hope this is okay #Shinya ▍midnightxangel

Rika:

Her body jerks against his slightly as she feels his hand curl around her side, out of reflex she bites her lip. It’s not my fault that i fell, you are too…well built. Is what Rika would like to say. He had barely moved she she smacked into him. Guren was taller then her by quite a bit. She felt bad, he was more uncomfortable then she was.

“You are not in a comfortable position. You need to be at your best also..” She thought he was going to pick her up, which would only end up in Rika flailing and Guren possibly getting hit stilling in his hold. She pursed her lips, trying to think of a way she could get him in a more comfortable position. Being this close to Guren she wanted to flee, the only thing stopping her was her foot, and Gurens grip on her.

Her voice comes out a huff. “Its not my fault…you are just well built too tall.” How was little Rika (5′5″) supposed to stay on her feet when she collided with Guren(6'0"). She scrunched her nose as she tried to put a bit of pressure on the injuried foot, only a soft cringe and he took a breath.

Just walk it off. You’ll be fine. The little demons in her head whispering sweet promises. I can heal you Rika.

Admittedly, carrying Rika one way or another would save him the discomfort. Guren’s actions, however, were often accompanied by a lot of thought for his subordinates. He knew better than picking up a girl (or anyone for that matter) unless necessary. Their interactions had to be kept professional at all times, if possible, because that was how things worked in the army.

❝ We just have to get you to the infirmary. I’ll be fine. ❞

He assures Rika, in hope that she will accept his help without question rather than worrying about trivial matters. Of course her huffing fails to escape the colonel’s ears, and once again, this maiden proves to be an odd one. Ah. So his height was to blame now? Looking it from Guren’s point of view, though... She is just too short.

Despite these thoughts, he decides not to comment.

#// oh anything is fine really!#it's all up to what you feel like #Rika ▍offreespirit #{ ♔ };; ▋▏ic reply

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For @stratxgist

“I told you, it was nothing Guren-sama!”

As lazy as her Lt Colonel could be, he knew when something was wrong, and would pursue the answer if he wanted it. This time, to her demise, it was about her. With a hard bruise covering her cheek and part of her eye, he had demanded an answer as to what happened, and sadly telling him it was a ‘training accident’ was not a suitable answer.

“It’s nothing” Covering her cheek lightly the redhead averted her gaze, pace quickening to get out of his office to which she had just delivered some papers to.

stratxgist

〈 It’s nothing 〉 --- words so familiar sounded unpleasantly ғᴏʀᴇɪɢɴ coming from another’s lips. This particular expression was one Guren had spoken many times before, and thus, one he understood better than most. Clearly, something was wrong; Mito just didn’t want to bring it up. That, however, made the issue no less worrisome.

Now, he had never been the type to pry into people’s lives against their will (he, too, would feel bothered if others did the same). Still, Guren considered it a personal task to know his friends’ --- his FAMILY’s state of minds, as it played such importance on the battlefield. Only demise awaited distracted soldiers. If it wasn’t caused by some filthy ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ, then surely, their own ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ would get the job done sooner or later.

❝ Denial won’t get you anywhere, Mito. Covering the bruise won’t make it disappear either. ❞

He was quick to remind her, sharp gaze fixed on the redhead.

❝ Hurry up and spill it. I haven’t got all day. ❞

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“Your reaction just now.” She replied sighing looking a little down.

stratxgist

It still made no sense, really. Well, not that he cared what people thought of him anyway. ❝You’d be better off not listening to that guy.❞

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“How do you expect someone to change that much in just a 10 days?” He folds his arms in offense and glares as hard as can back at Guren.

“I’m not weak”

stratxgist

❝Is that so? I should be absent for a month next time --- perhaps even two. You might make some progress then.❞ Reaching out, gloved fingers tangle into Yuu’s dark locks, roughly messing up his hair.

❝Oh, but you are.❞

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