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[incantemptress]

@dang-zi

“No- No packing at all! I want to take you somewhere.. Special to me.”

Removing herself and standing straight, the blonde flicks her wrist and produces a large red witch hat. It was a part of her ensemble which she rarely wore but goodness did she beam when it was placed upon her head.

“It means leaving this forest though.. Do you trust me, SuSu?”

[bloodborneties]

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He did try talking to Lazarus about it, and Lazarus had made it clear that it was a ‘no’.

“That was before he earned my trust.. Besides, I thought he was kidding and it was just him trying to rile me up..”

[grimahearted]

@dang-zi ( cont. )

     She supposes the question is warranted--she’s always done her best to maintain an image of strength, carefully tucking away her worries and burying them beneath piles of books and maps. Truth be told, she’s not sure that she wants to talk about any of it just yet, but as he shifts to reciprocate her hold she lets out a small sigh.

      “I don’t know.”

[barewiings]

  @dang-zi​ || xxxx

she’s very pleased with the kiss to her forehead, leah humming softly in response and letting her hands rest over his, fingertips gently resting along katsuma’s. “don’t worry---i don’t see myself going anywhere any time soon.” or at all, really, if she was being quite honest. there was something about him that she didn’t want to let go of either, and she doubted anyone else could make her feel like how he did.

“does it feel nice to know that you’ll have someone to tag along with you on your journey to the top? to the olympics and maybe even beyond if there is one?” she gives him a smile, looking up at him with shining eyes.  

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      as a vigilante group, the nobody’s would do things that were typically considered. . . evil, by some. there were of course moments where U N K I N D deeds were done, & they left society wondering if they were truly sent to help, or if they were here to fuck shit up just like some of the other villains. that sense of uncertainty was thrilling to the members, & especially to fionn. sure, she liked it when people thought she was nice, but she also liked when they looked at her with fear, fully aware of what she could do.

      this night was one of those villainous nights. It wasn’t them that needed the money, they could get whatever they WANTED with their so called “day jobs.” but they wanted to help people. as sher instructed them, in his church there was becoming a problem with the homeless seeking sanctuary, so in an effort to get rid of it, the nobody’s, along with sher, decided robbing some rich tit was the best way to deal with it. & with fionn’s profession, she knew just where to go.

      after it was all said & done, fionn was the one that remained behind to watch & make sure they weren’t being tracked. her lingering proved to be troublesome. the sudden change of direction in the air behind her told her SOMEONE arrived, though she just hoped that someone wasn’t who it ended up being anyway. ❝ mister speedy, come to arrest me already? ❞

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“Hey Katsuma! Hope you don’t mind me dropping by; Amee said you’d probably be here.” Strolling in Xen’s library, the countess quickly sat down next to him without waiting for an answer. “I thought we’d have another chat -- longer than last time, at least. For someone who’s stayed here for so long, there’s not all that much I know about you, and I was hoping to change that. If you don’t mind, that is. Of course in exchange, you can ask pretty much anything about me too.”

[haikumaiden-moved]

@dang-zi​

Mitama paused, a grimace etched on her face. The battlefield was covered in corpses, and while she was used to death, it didn’t mean she enjoyed walking around dead bodies, trying to find survivors. Still, she’d been volunteered for this task by her arling father, which meant she had no choice but to comply. She picked her way around a particularly bloody mess and found herself staring at someone who might still be alive, if she got to work fast enough. Heaving a sigh, the healer crouched and put two fingers against their neck.

“I need you to breathe once if you’re alive, and none at all if you’re dead,” she said, smiling faintly at her joke as she checked their pulse.

[shadowgifted]

@dang-zi​ 

      “Well, all right. If you insist, I suppose I could make an exception just this once.”