#ahri001

[mizukume]

@venandii​

“I suppose you didn’t help into making this mess? You know, floating stuff and whatnot. It’s pretty creative, I must admit.” A nonchalant Tamamo spoke out without concern of the world around her, visibly exhausted from such an ardent attempt at surviving in their current predicament. Fighting non-stop to avoid death, excusing her poor attempts at protecting the weak. What a heavy duty has befallen on the hands of such a monster.

“I thought it could have been related to me but I don’t recall having another irresponsible child besides those nine.” 

Purple mist surrounded both of them, welcoming the pair of foxes into a forest of demonic tentacles. A couple of meters, a Beast awaited for those that dared overstepping into her newly found domain. The Caster was still trying to avoid this confrontation but felt slightly responsible, if only due to their extremely vague connection. Thus, why striking a chat with someone that resembled the now three-tailed fox made sense to her. 

“Say, where do you stand in this? I can’t manage fighting two at once, that would be considered bullying since I’m fairly weak myself, you can’t just hurt a maiden.”  

Liar.

[vilenie]

@venandii​

I’m typically scared of animals. 

They hate me, for one reason or another that I can’t pinpoint. Because of that, I was a tad concerned that even beast-like individuals would also despise my guts. My theory could not be proven, as I had ‘accidentally’ thrown off this woman’s Hearts Wake dessert on the floor. My apologetic behaviour didn’t show up, visible exasperation drawn on my face before doing a most dramatic turn.

“You should be grateful I do not mind you got in my way.”

That was the case, right? I couldn’t shake how wrong this felt but my words came out so naturally, this strange confidence was sweeping me.

“Consider it a favour,animals have to eat off the ground, don’t they?”

[cyfre]

@vulignis​ ✧ 

Fidgeting on her seat, the ever awkward Sypha had realised the terrible mistake she had made. Certainly, Achilles Ward was a place brimming of culture and of incomparable beauty. Included its bars. Liveliness, laughter and chatter -- she was not used to such peace and even less to the fact she was not a socialite. She paled in comparison to the customers, herself being a rather modest woman that only was trying to gather intel.

Mostly on the location of a certain drunkard hunter.  Though she had not gotten anywhere and it was getting suspicious.

“Uh, I don’t drink... I am just looking for someone...”

That was not helping.