#a time of kombat...{verse}

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@sasorikigai​​

“Apparently I’m a cat person...”

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@yetremains​: { ☯ }

Yang in the distance slowly turning her head, looking like she was about too commit a murder.

“...I’ll get the cleaner ready, lemme know if you’d like help.”

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‘They sure do love to bug Kung Lao, don’t they?’

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Kazane has appeared! What to do?

Hold hands

Ask to leave

Kill

Hug

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@yetremains​: { ☯ }

Yang flicks out a knife in the background. Eyes gleam. Kill bill sirens.

“...yeah, just going to go grab the cleansers again for the blood bath about to happen and watch from the sidelines.”

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“...”

“...no comment.”

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☯ @sonxflight​ ☯ Vulnerable Meme | 😪  to catch my muse up late because they couldn’t sleep ☯

Another night and another wave of unpleasant dreams had come to plague his mind, preventing a peaceful rest to claim the sorcerer, not from lack of trying on his part. Ignoring them only seemed to make them worsen in nature till they could no longer be silenced and sleep had long gone from his grasp. Leaving the wizard wide awake now in the late hours of night that hadn’t quite turned to day, frowning in annoyance at the lack of sleep once more. It wasn’t like nightmares about his past were anything new nor was the insomnia that often followed, that much hadn’t change.

Since rest wouldn’t be claiming him tonight, the shapeshifter had taken to walking the empty grounds of the residence, a small hope that the quite tranquility of his surrounding would help ease his mind and sleep would come again. Though, there was some doubts there, after all this wasn’t the first time and from past experience he wouldn’t be able to rest. 

What was unexpected though and completely taking him by surprise was Ryou’s form greeting him, though not unusual in nature either. Having come to understand the other didn’t really sleep much or at all sometimes. A sneaking suspicion rising though that somehow and someway the other knew he had been up and had come looking for him, giving a look that questioned this encounter. It wasn’t like Aku kept his insomnia episodes a secret, least not like how he had before the bond of friendship had formed between them both, being known by the other. 

“I didn’t expect to see you at this late hour...”

The wizard finally spoke up, feigning some ignorance on his part at the nightly encounter that was transpiring. Truly though, he hadn’t expected to encounter anyone at this hour and definitely not the other in question. Not that the company wasn’t welcomed, far from it. He enjoyed the time that they spent together and it was something precious to him.

“...guess can’t really hide why I am up, can I? Pretty obvious.”

A small, if not somewhat tired, smile graced the shapeshifter’s lips as he spoke. Not like it would try and hide it, even if he wanted to not worry the man before him, it was clear as crystal why he was up at such a late hour. Not having to spell it out for it.

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☯ @kathexismania​ like for a starter ☯

There was a solemn mood that hung in the air around the man as the young woman approached, the swirl of emotions resonating with Ashi on a personal level. It was something they shared with one another, the strong emotions of sorrow, grief, and rage that often came from the depth of their beings and often took hold at the worst moments. Voices unable to be silenced in the maelstrom of such melancholy moods, unable to be ignored or fought with much resistance when they did sink their claws into them. No one would’ve guessed such moods would be held in the depths of such a young woman, barely out of the prime and coming into adolescence, but having suffered great trauma at such an early age that had left various lacerations on her soul. Whether those would ever truly heal was only something time would tell and reveal as it went.

A soft hand reached out, only a mere moment of hesitation that could be missed with a blink, before it came to rest on the broad shoulders of her surrogate father figure. Sympathy clear as it was painted across her features as she took a seat next to the other. Letting the silence hang between them for a moment, knowing that there was no need for words really when her actions were just as clear. Reaching out with her own being to try and comfort him, bring some semblance of peace and serenity to him even if just for a moment or two. Help stave off those feelings as they bubbled and brewed, painting the man’s being once more.

It honestly hurt her to see him in such a state, knowing that the presence of such emotions would never truly vanish from him. Not that Hanzo would ever let them truly vanish, the man was in harmony with his emotions, both positive and negative. Both shaping who he was and finding strength in even his flaws, not shying away or hiding them like most. It was an admirable trait and one that Ashi was picking up and learning slowly from him, absorbing that lesson of being at peace with oneself even when the maelstrom hit. Though, it would take time for her to truly grasp the concept and make it part of her. She’d be wise beyond her years though with his and other lessons that had been transcribed to her by a certain Samurai, another who too was a surrogate father figure to her.

Moments in silenced passed, almost seeming like an eternity was going by but at the same time that the moment had been paused, everything still around them. A gentle squeeze came as a small but soft smile soon graced Ashi’s face, reaching with warmth to the other.

“You definitely know how to pick a place to brood.”

Soft joke attempted to lighten the mood that was surrounding them, wanting to brighten Hanzo’s feelings up. That trait was something she inherited from her biological father, the joking and playful banter. Even if it was just a resent discovery and one that had only blossomed once she started to change, having never thought she had it in her to jest and joke. Though, she supposed it was more playful sarcasm and sass than anything truly comedic and silly.