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cateyedguardian

replied to your post: *sits on her*

“if it fits, I sits”

“Nibyo-san, I’m not a mat!” She exclaims, arms lifting from their extended position to flail a bit. However, despite Neya’s exclamation, she makes no movements to get him off her, nor does she seem to be upset, rather she sighs with a smile and props up her right arm to rest her cheek against it.

Leave it to Nibyo-san to give an odd answer. “Just try not to move so much, ok? You’re really heavy ya know?”

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Are you the one who taught Uzume to use a bow?

“Well, yes, I’m trying. But Uzume-san can be a little rough with these sort of things.”

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@silvertounged || [here]

She actually hit him? That drew a look of shock upon her features, she honestly hadn't expected to hit him, and judging from the wide eyed look he was giving her, it seemed neither did he. Her grip on her bow tightened as she reached for another arrow within her quiver when he reached up to grab the arrow that stuck out from his arm.

As the arrow is pulled free and the previously pinned arm drops, the teen had already begun to pull back on her string, ready to let the next arrow fly, but she makes the fatal mistake of faltering when Gin bursts into a crazed fit of laughter that echoed around them.

Her moment of hesitation was her biggest blunder. The sound of her now broken arrow, that had been previously lodged within the wall and Gin's arm, clattered to the floor when the man tossed it aside. She had barely any time to react before gashes, huge sharp gashes suddenly appeared on the floor very close to her feet.

“Eek!” Neya jumps back with a startled shriek, eyes widening as she looks up in alarm at Gin. Was... was he doing this? Not wanting to stick around and find out, Neya quickly lets loose 2 arrows simultaneously at Gin, then turns on her heel and darts away not even waiting to see if it hit the mark, but she has a strong gut feeling it didn’t.

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fiibbing replied to your post:Uses Neya is a pillow.

“Im bored.” it was her turn to be bothered.

“Then maybe you should find something to do?” She lightly suggest, unsure of how to help cure this random fit of boredom he was dealing with.

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medicineandmothering replied to your post: Neya please help Utsuho's gotten himself into a...

“What? I… I’m being serious!” Even he wished he wasn’t, though.

“W-What do you mean you’re being serious?!” And the hands go flying with her exclamation, smashing right into the boy’s cheek. “T-This is nothing but a joke!” Even if he was completely serious, Neya refused to believe it could be true. There’s no freaking way Utsuho would want to be with Iriya. 

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The scarlet eyed teen watched the exchange between Chouza and Utsuho disbelief. Did he really just--? Frame tensing and eyes twitching, Neya glares at her fellow itsuwaribito before striding towards him with purpose. “Utsuho-san!“

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itsallsoannoying

His mind had gone completely blank as if something inside him had snapped. It was on some sort of instinct that he’d pushed the girl away and pulled out his sword, holding it towards her throat. ‘Just slice and then it’s like nothing happened’ a voice in the back of his head roared. Iriya knew rage like a close friend, but this was like a full on love affair with it. His breathes were shallow and his teeth were grinding against one another; his eyes were stretched wide open and yet it was like he couldn’t even see. He looked more like a rabid dog than a human.

He eventually came to enough of his senses to not kill the horrified girl kneeling in front of him. He wanted to; he really wanted to. And he wished he’s done it earlier when he’d had the chance to avoid this whole ordeal. It was getting dark, though. And there was no way he could start a fire with a single functioning arm. He wasn’t showing it in any way, but the pain and throbbing of the wound had been increasing. Part of the reason his first attempt to get the clumsy girl off him failed so horribly was the sudden jolt of pain that came from having another person land on top of him. He wasn’t going to let her get away with this. But killing her right away at this point seemed too merciful.

He lowered his sword and walked away. He wouldn’t say anything for a while (not that he was capable of forming words understandable by any sane person). It wouldn’t have done anything. Judging by the look on her face, the girl was now as miserable as any person could possibly be. He’d let her begin to accept what had happened before he wasted his efforts on making it all worse.

She wonders if she could just sleep outside. Honestly debates on doing that, because she’d truly rather face whatever danger lurks out here than be anywhere near a confined space with that volatile blond. With Iriya gone Neya relaxes, if only for a moment, her hands drop to her sides, fingers curling in the dirt beneath her. How could such a thing happen, what deity did she piss off ? Why was it Iriya of all people, their enemy. A person Utsuho-san hated most!

Why couldn’t it had been Utsuho? Sure, it would be extremely embarrassing to even speak to him properly after while, but at least... at least they were friends! And he didn’t have an unfathomable hatred for her! Kissing her crush in this kind of situation would be much more suitable than a man like Iriya.

Well, its too late now she supposed. What’s done is done, she’d have to man up and face the consequences eventually. She and Iriya were stuck together after all. Slowly rising to her feet the teen claps her hands to brush the dirt off her palms, then the bends down to brush it off her knees. Once suitably clean Neya turns in the direction where Iriya had stormed off. Steeling herself for the absolute worst she takes a breath and marches forward ready to take on whatever insults the blond would throw at her.

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eternally-destined

InuYasha heard the boulder rolling before he heard her. It wouldn’t have been a big deal- if it wasn’t headed for a little tea house as well. Unsheathing his blade, the hanyou hesitated briefly. “That voice- Neya?!” His gaze narrowed, tracing the sound to where she stood to ascertain that she wouldn’t get hurt in the blast before he swung.

"Kaze no Kizu!"

All that remained was a spray of pebbles when he bounded up the slope to her. “You alright?”

Neya stood at the top of the slope staring slack-jawed at the pile of pebble that simply remained. This was the first time she'd ever seen the hanyou actually use his sword, it was simply amazing. Who would have thought that tiny blade at his hip could change into something so large and fire an attack strong enough to shatter stone.

"Yes!" When the red clad male reaches her she quickly straightens up, nodding her head furiously. "I am okay." Peering around and down the slope behind him, she gives a sheepish chuckle and rubs the back of her head. "I didn't mean for that to happen. I'm glad you're not hurt."