#empress-bufudyne

[eris-the-phantom-thief]

@empress-bufudyne

Hana stirred slightly, her head was wracked with pain and a loud ringing in her ears. When she finally managed to open her large brown eyes, and scanned her surroundings she saw…

“I’m in the hospital…?”

She mumbled, everything was still spinning. Her memories were groggy but she could remember at least a little bit...namely a red palace, two people saving her, one being a woman with red hair and a silver haired man, being attacked by people in masks, then a mask appearing on her face...and then...that surge of power. Before Hana had known what was happening she had new clothes and was fighting with the two friendlies in masks, the silver haired man calling himself Centurion, and the Red haired woman calling herself Milady.

“Persona…”

[arcanaunbound]

@empress-bufudyne wants crack

“K-Kirijo-san, d-did you hear that?” Uh-oh, she head something creak. That’s definitely not good when it’s this late at night.

[thedetectiveofinaba]

@maid-to-suffer replied to your post “One of the worst ways to get a lady’s attention is to not take the...”

"Do you prefer a more blunt approach? How about talking it over some dinner tonight?" (empress-bufudyne)

“I’d prefer no approaches of such manner, in all honesty. All they want is nonsensical thing called romance and don’t know how to get the hint of ‘No thank you’. Some people can just be a pain in the neck...” She sighed and muttered how she was never hoing to Club Escapade ever again. One stake out mission was enough to confirm that yes, her perp was going to strike there soon. Now she just needed to get ready and not care about these inaccurate dumbasses. At least the guy who had tried to flirt with her wasn't so far telling that the Shirogane heiress was no male. She'd need to solve that dilemma herself - but a way like this was just too lame.

She hadn't really expected Mitsuru to ask her out on a dinner for a reason like this. Was she concerned over Naoto's temper or if it affected anything? Still... maybe this wasn't that bad of an idea since she had been wondering if anyone in SEES thought it was odd that she hid her gender. She'd try her luck. "Uh... If you wouldn't be that against the idea that'd be great."

@empress-bufudyne

[thedetectiveofinaba]

@empress-bufudyne liked the Starter Call!

“Kirijo-san... I believe that I still haven’t properly thanked you for saving my life some days ago from that Shadow being. If not for you, I’d be not among living.” It had taken Naoto some days of mental preparation and courage to speak with Mitsuru - blame her not-so-great social skills and how Mitsuru was a person with a certain kind of aura of power and elegance around her - and she had finally decided to be direct with her gratitude. It was better later than never, right?

[goddessofpathos]

“For fuck’s sake JUST KISS ALREADY”

[tacitusauxilium]

"I've been here and there, I did everything without thinking. But I swear to God, you will not pay for what has been of my life." (From empress-bufudyne. What do you mean we're not shipping yet?)

@empress-bufudyne

   Fuuka knew that Mitsuru would almost never wanted Fuuka to know about her past, even if it was good or bad. She wanted to be there for her, no matter how long it took--she was her ally, a friend, ...and perhaps something more.

   Fuuka stared at her face while she said what was on her mind--she nodded slowly, not wanting to interrupt until she was done. She reached for her arm and lowered her face. “That’s why I want to be here for you--so that you don’t have to shoulder all the burden, ever again.”

[tacitusauxilium]

What if you wanted to kiss Mitsuru, but God said: "You don't have enough Courage to do this."

“Well to hang out with me, you need to be a badass anyway”

   “Ah, well... I would make sure to keep growing my courage by talking to her every day and build a rapport with her. How else will I know when the perfect time to kiss her would be?”

[tacitusauxilium]

“How does it feel?” (empress-bufudyne)

@empress-bufudyne

Fuuka felt her cheeks heating up in embarrassment. “Senpai…” she rubbed her ankle, not realizing how the hole that was somehow big enough for her foot to make her trip. “I think the only thing bruised is my ego. But, I should be okay--at least I don’t have to fight like everyone else does.”

She rubbed her ankle a bit more, knowing that a bruise is going to definitely show up by tomorrow. “I’m sorry, though, for the inconvenience of my clumsy nature.”