#acontract

[luckyfae-blog]

i’m so done with @eyepast and @acontract

[veiliisms]

@acontract / starter.

“... renji?”

she wasn’t used to this part of town. her vision can make out the figure, and no more - dark, splotched, but it looked familiar. it looked like her brother. she takes a step back, junichi, her faithful companion, stepping in front to protect her.

“... you’re - you’re not renji. who - who are you?”

[luckyfae-blog]

@acontract NAME A MORE ICONIC DUO!!

[redlineoffate-archive]

@acontract [x]

were it better not to know — an assassin — a killer within an innocent guise that dared to roam the earth — so human , yet escorted those to their own death so artfully not. he’s well-known to his adversaries & the stars , would he shone his radiation to let her know of his name? — no , he offersindifference.  “ — what difference would it make. “

"Well, actually no difference. It does not matter. What are you going to do in my bar? I do not want trouble with the police."

Rico had no problems with the police right now, but no one could guarantee that the cops would decide to hang some dirty work on her. But this guy in the mask strained her a little.

[hotaroz-aa]

acontract replied to your post: That feel when they kill off the good...

I KNOOOW

lowkey going to miss that pretty voice of his aa :’)

[krsgrd]

request granted | @acontract. 

an awkward chuckle && a scratch to the hair,  he lets his gaze fall elsewhere as if to avoid all sorts of contact.  it wasn’t intentional after all,  to have himself get caught in the middle of god knows what.  “ --- I uh, . . . I didn’t see anything. ” or so he says,  backing himself away ever so slowly, avoiding any more complications as it is.  “ please, err . . . continue?  ”

[takaxhi-blog]

@acontract - greeter

“Who in the heck are you? What do you want?” This guy seemed strange.. Unique. Or at least that was the vibe that Takashi was getting from him. That’s for sure.

[wolfdivine-blog1]

BEGIN.

the man was correct in that he would receive no answer-- but perhaps body language could serve him well. even with his steady approach, not a single muscle within shiranui’s body twinged or tensed, no signals lifting to indicate he may spring away. his silent obsidian gaze stared on, remaining firm in his position as hei approached, slow and cautious. a mere, few feet away from him now, finally did the great white wolf shift his body.  the brush hardly rustled, fallen leaves beneath as still as they had been with his weight upon them as he lifted to his paws.

he did not run, nor make a gamble to hide-- instead, he continued to watch, as though anticipating something.

@acontract