"THAT WAS UNCALLED FOR!" @blackbirdduelist
“Wait what was uncalled for Crow I wasn’t paying attention to what was happening. Did Yusei do something?” Dark asks, an eyebrow raised as he was genuinely confused as to why crow would say that.
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"THAT WAS UNCALLED FOR!" @blackbirdduelist
“Wait what was uncalled for Crow I wasn’t paying attention to what was happening. Did Yusei do something?” Dark asks, an eyebrow raised as he was genuinely confused as to why crow would say that.
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It had been two weeks since Akefia had shown up in a dire state. Two weeks of staying still as he worked to regain full range of movement in his shoulder. He had almost developed a routine. Finding being confined to one room quickly insufferable, he sat outside as much as he could during the day. He was quiet as ever, but content to spend time with the kids and Crow.
At night, he slept beside Crow, wrapped around him in any way he could find that was comfortable. It had been... nice, in many ways. Akefia had been sleeping deeper, and for longer. He was calmer for it, too. An odd sense of safety had settled in his chest, comforting and secure.
The undeniable itch settled beneath his skin too, the urge to be out there, doing something. This life was so much like his own childhood. Mouths to feed, the struggle to get by, and the family environment. But he was no longer a passive child, and he no longer wanted to be. He wanted to be the person who eased it, who left and brought things back and made sure there were no hungry mouths. He was useless, tied to this place.
But there was something to the early morning. Akefia was always awake first, the first bits of sun waking him - and he was never quick to move like he would outside. He basked in the warmth of Crow’s skin pressed against his, in the tangle of legs, and the soft sleepiness of the morning.
A small part of him was upset that he had deprived himself of human companionship for so long because this... this was so worth it.
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Link had thought that there wasn’t any bokoblin camps left in the area until the next blood moon but it looks like he had missed one, bringing out his bow and arrow and got one of his bomb arrows ready. lining up his shot with one of the red barrels he spotted he shot the arrow to set off a chain of explosions and send the small creatures flying. now bringing out his sword after putting the arrows and bow away, link quickly took care of any that remained before he turned to the one that had been cornered by them. “hey there what are you doing out here without any means of defense? get chased off the road by the bokoblins?” sometimes that had happened with some of the travelers that he ran into while making his way throughout hyrule to another town or collecting things he needed.
Hes looking over Jack's shoulder "do you even have a clue what you're doing?" Trying not to sound rude but hes curious. @blackbirdduelist
“you know you could at least pretend to have a little faith in me crow i’m not a complete idiot.” Jack will admit that he wasn’t the best at a lot of things, mechanics being one of them that was yusei hands down out of the three of them. unfortunately Yusei was not at the garage so he couldnt ask him to fix the problem with his D-wheel so he was attempting to do it himself. emphasis on attempt, watching someone else do it countless times and doing it yourself were two different things.
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Blackbird...
The mental image of Crow’s D-wheel flashes in her mind for a moment as she glances down to her slightly gloved hands and her own attire, compared to his was it ride appropriate? She wasn’t sure really as she glances for a moment.
“...I’m not used to things that move very fast but if it’ll make it easier...”
Her words fall away for a moment as she ponders on a few delicate reasons before she slowly nods, looking determined. “Sure! let’s give it a try.”
Wild, Wild West
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Raidon ran through the desert, heart pounding in his chest. He could hear the hoofbeats behind him as the men chased him down. He'd been driven from the town he'd lived in because they thought he'd raped a girl. He hadn't of course, but no one believed the street rat.
As he ran, struggling to breathe, he heard a gunshot and felt the bullet graze his leg, sending him crashing to the sand. As he lay there, pain blossoming in his leg, hearing the hoofbeats getting closer, he knew he was going to die. Then, he heard another set of hoofbeats. Too scared to move, he just lay there, listening to what was happening above him.
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was he looking into a mirror? it certainly looked like it. or perhaps this was a clone of his? either way, he didn’t like it, a frown came to his face as he pointed at his reflection. “hey!” he growled, who did he think he was? “stop being me!” if that made any sense, crow couldn’t have someone who looked exactly like him.
“what sort of copy cat wants to imitate me!? don’t you want to copy someone like yusei?” he asked, would be a far better choice than him. imitating yusei wasn’t easy, so he’d know if that were the case. then a chuckle, perhaps the crow before him was just as real as who he was, “okay...which one of us is evil?”
@blackbirdduelist Shouldn’t be too much longer with gathering the supplies he needed to work on this new project then he could head back home to start finishing the design for it. he had already finished writing what he wanted to say in the new journal today and had it put away somewhere where nobody would be able to find it. he wasn’t so sure about the idea at first but he figured it couldn’t hurt to give it a try. it would help get his thoughts out of his head and it might make him feel a little better. at first he wrote about whatever came up during the day but soon it just shifted over to writing about his feelings for a certain orange haired friend of his. his new journal was now being filled with those thoughts and pictures he would put inside of it, feeling better whenever he got his thoughts down for the day into it. he was always open and honest with his friends yes but this was one thing he wasn’t so sure he could be honest with. what if he made things weird and awkward between him and crow if he were to try and come forward with his feelings? then there was the possibility that crow didn’t even like boys in that way, both good reasons in his mind to keep his mouth shut. crow was the one constant he had in his life when things were falling apart around him and if something had happened between them like it did with jack or kiryu it would crush him. that’s why he figured it might be best to just keep these thoughts to himself, safely hidden away where nobody would ever find out about them. unfortunately for him the book he put away was not his journal but his book that had all his notes in it that just happened to look the same as his journal, said journal resting wide open on his work desk for anyone to see and read.