#azama support

[verseandrhyme]

@carefreemonk | cont

Oh by the Dawn, he was approaching...

"STOP RUNNING!" Mitama snaps back, glaring at him over her shoulder. She does not stop either. If anything, she picks up speed as she weaves through the guests.

"ARE YOU FIVE? ARE YOU A CHILD? I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY TO A MANY WITHOUT ANY SHRED OF DIGNITY!"

Gods this was the most exercise she had had in months. Of course her father would make it the most embarrassing.

"Disappearing act / gallivanting abroad, hm? / Have some self respect!"

[dreamyarcher]

carefreemonk replied to your post: Oh man, that really happened to you?! Were you...

Ah, such a fond memory~!

“Oh, I agree as well. It really showed what a strong character you have, taking that tongue lashing from Lady Hinoka without batting an eye. It’s so impressive how good your confidence is to get advice like that and still continue on as you are.”

Stubborn. She liked him for it.

[haikusandstareyes-blog]

belated beep?

An angry text

[Sent] Where are you hiding?

She sniffled. She had long since tossed the blanket up over her head, hoping to somewhat hide the light from her phone. It was late. She had school in the morning, but she could not sleep. She’d tried everything, but sleep evaded her still.

[Sent] What’s so much better than me?

She glared angrily at the screen as she waited for something. Any indication that she was doing more than screaming into a void that would not answer. She was no longer even sure the number she had still worked, still received any messages. But it was the only life line she had. The last hope that maybe one day he’d read the message and decide that maybe some spiritual trash wasn’t worth all this, that maybe he had a family to consider and a daughter who was lonely and maybe the phone had been just a little bit harder to throw away than she’d been-

[Sent] Why did you leave me?

[dreamyarcher]

semi obnoxious beep

A weird text

[Sent] azama stop being busy i need your opinion.

She was stuck somewhere again. It didn’t bother her usually, but she had been up here a long time. Longer than usually. She wondered if maybe her messages weren’t going through on her phone. That would be bad. Starving to death on her neighbor's roof would be bad, but she was sure Hinoka or someone else would come looking for her eventually.

Maybe.

[Sent] hey azama what if legs didn’t know they were legs.

[Sent] that would be messed up.

[Sent] also hey if you see hinoka tell her i’m on the usual roof.

[Sent] she knows which one.

[haikusandstareyes-blog]

😓 "What a place for a nap..." It's a soft remark, not meant to stir her from her sleep. He sits down cross-legged next to her, arms over his knees, sighs and shakes his head in resignation. A good place to catch a cold, is what it is...

With everything that had happened during the event, it was easy to understand the small poet feeling drained by the end of it. Despite her best attempts, resting in the leaf piles always seemed to end poorly for her. Too many people around to question her.

Thus, the balcony had seemed the next best thing. With the dancing going on inside, it was hard enough for people to get to the balconies, let alone want to. She had settled comfortably, and soon enough the muffled music had lured her to sleep.

A time later, she felt a presence next to her. They didn’t seem hostile, settling down next to her. If anything, it was a familiar presence. And warm.

Mumbling softly, she shifted over towards the heat source. Her arms managed to wrap around something, and she pulled herself closer. Her head settled against the figure and soon enough, she was curled up against their side.

With a satisfied sigh, she slipped back into the depths of sleep. The content smile remained in place.

[dreamyarcher]

👠 "Somebody told me you were out to take my title as king of the dance floor, Setsuna... I cannot merely sit still and abide that."

“Aza-” His challenge resonated, and Setsuna fell quiet a moment before hr practiced smile slid back into place. Was that the game he wanted to play tonight? Fair enough.

“But Azama!” She drawled, elongated his name for effect. “I thought priests were supposed to give up all worldly titles. And you’re, of course, the best priest I know. You can’t expect me to believe you really have a title.”

Dreamy grin still in place, she allowed a quick giggle. “Still, I’m impressed you think so highly of my skills to deem me a threat…”

[gentlenekomata]

♡ "Good day, Lady Sakura. How's Soup doing?"

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"Azama can be… a little peculiar sometimes, but I’ve come to care for him so deeply during all the years spent together at the castle" her tone was genuine and she found a great pleasure in talking about him.

"Taking care of Soup together felt like we were a little family—I still think of us that way. He’s more than just my retainer… he’s someone I trust with all my heart. I truly believe he’s the best, even if he’d never admit it" she lastly giggled, adding a little note too, "Soup is doing great, we definitely have to check on it and teach it some new tricks!"

[gentlenekomata]

"Hmm... Back so soon, Lady Sakura?"

The med tent was already bustling after a bloodbath of a first round.

Azama, for once, was busy earning his keep. However, they'd not said anything about not taking breaks! And really, what kind of a retainer to Lady Hinoka would he be if he didn't prioritize her darling little sister just a smidge?

"Are you quite well, milady? I know you are a strong healer yourself, but you have only to say the word if you need assistance, yes, yes!"

And if she was brought back to top form, she probably wouldn't want to stand still while there were still folks needing tending, right? She seemed the sort, Azama supposed. Too kind for her own good, really. (Never mind that it'd mean less work for him, hehe.)

"... How was it out there? Did you enjoy yourself any?"

The calm and familiar voice quickly reached out Sakura's ears as she turned to face the diligent monk already pampering her figure with attentions and kind words she actually hoped to receive after the defeat received from the very first battle: she wasn't a good fighter, that was for sure, but she wanted at least to help her companions, which she couldn't, sadly.

"I am..okay, than kyou for asking so kindly, my dear Azama" her voice was soft, a bit stiff maybe, she still felt the little failure from the last battle, but she was happy to see that somebody else actually cared for her health -she dind't have to be the one who took care of everyone, for once.

And while she let him take care of her little wounds, she looked around with her goldenish gaze, observing the good work e has been doing up until now: he always was her favourite reteiner and that was probably the main reason behind it - his industrious as well as his kind soul, or at least, that was what Sakura saw within his calm and imperturbable expression.

"I see you have quite a lot of work in the med tent" she sketched a smile, though feeling a little upset as she heard the question from him. "Well, if I'm here, sadly it didn't go so good as I hoped" she gently puffed, swelling her cheeks in a disappointed expression, though softening her tone as she turned back at him.

"But I know for sure we did great and I'm so proud of our team" she simply stated, eventually curling the lips in a timid smile: the real matter for Sakura, was keeping everyone safe and Azama was fulfilling her intentions so good that she almost forgot she was defeated. She truly felt at peace, for a moment.

"Thank you for the hard work you're doing here, you are the real winner of this event" she finally giggled, tilting her head in a cute pose, "Mind if I help you with the injured? I'd be so glad to be of help!"