#firezuhur

[abyssmalice]

"You really are a moron huh. And a pathetic lame loser without brains who's pathetic and lame and a loser."

@firezuhur @snowtombedstar @narvvhal

[lldcttore]

@firezuhur replied:

it was in my house and i licked it so it's mine now

" oh does LICKING represent OWNERSHIP, now?~ i prefer TAGGING. "

[erabundus]

he  may  no  longer  hold  the  same  RESENTMENT  for  humanity  that  festered  within  the  balladeer  in  place  of  a  heart  —  yet  that  doesn't  necessarily  mean  ren  is  especially  fond  of  them,  either.  he  largely  tolerates  other people,  with  a  handful  of  exceptions  here  and  there  that  drift  into  various  shades  of  dislike.  an  even  smaller  number  of  exceptions  may  go  in  the  OPPOSITE  direction  —  though  the  wanderer  isn't  one  to  admit  to  holding  attachment  towards  anyone  so  easily.

animals,  on  the  other  hand?  they  may  very  well  be  the  only  creatures  worthy  of  his  RESPECT.

❝ ... strange choice for a travel partner.  ❞ the words would lead one to believe he's speaking to the human ... yet he's facing the tiger as he says them.

@firezuhur &&. liked for a SMALL STARTER.

[scarletooyoroi]

thomas answer to Witnessing Ass

GNSDUGNSUG

The real Thoma core.

Look in his angle it’s simple.

Only show your ass in places of privacy.

And to people you hold a genuine attraction for.

Or idk the mirror too if you like what you have going on.

Just not in the outdoors!! You’ll catch a cold!!

[visionkept]

comes to lay down their side without a word.

Under one of the few remaining sakura trees in Yashiori Island they had laid down to rest and relax, appreciate the view while they can. The rays of sunshine that managed to get pass the branches' shadow gave the blond a kind of warmness only an ideal late afternoon SPRING could offer. Rosy petals fell down with the brush of the breeze, a hand comes to catch a few of them. The seasons are changing and yet they still REMAIN.

Without any potential danger in the area, the ronin found themselves slowly dozing off to the sound of birds chirping and nearby cats meowing. A yawn became two and so on till they were long gone on their dreams. Arms behind their head, one final exhale before they close their eyes.

Because of their way of living, Tomoya isn't a heavy sleeper and has ADAPTED to endure a guard up in the worst and most vulnerable of circumstances, also included in their sleeping routine. Any remote noise would make them spring up, take their katana out and attack if necessary.

That's why when waking up an hour later, they were surprised to find a familiar face lying at their side. For all one knows, she's no threat to worry about. Of course she wasn't, or well, not with THEM at least.

How their body didn't wake up on her arrival was a mystery to them. Had her stealth improved since the last time they saw each other ? Or could it be that she had waited on their most defendless moment to take in action ? Who knows.

But what they do know is how calid she feels to the touch, that her scent is like no other and that her company has made this day one to remember on the long run. It's as if every time she was around things got somehow. . . BETTER.

❝ . . . ❞ There's a SILENCE between the two that comforts them. Tomoya doesn't dare to break it, on the contrary, they would prefer if it stayed that way for a while. And so they stay quiet, leaning against her as they close their eyes again, falling back to sleep knowing THEY WERE SAFE by her side.

[erabundus]

❝ is there any way i can help you out? ... i can't think of a way to repay you for the GOOD you've done for me.  ❞

@firezuhur &&. liked for a LYRIC STARTER.

[scarletooyoroi]

[ BACK ]

Finding themselves tucked deep in the veil of danger was certainly nothing new. Whether it's weaving through a population's climate, or to the natural to hellish angles of nature itself, Thoma and Strelitzia succeed in finding a rhythm that allows for them to be formidable. There was a name stamped to their efforts, not that they cared, but it only served to prove that their survival rate would always hold high in a situation.

Even if it was against beings that held care for no such details. Those that were encased in metallic prisons and made from the madness of the past that survives in the present. Even now, Thoma swears he could hear the agonized wails that whisper through the lone howl of the desert and the roar of laser fire.

"To the left! That one is charging up!" His voice firmly directs. It was an opening for them to duck and dodge from the explosive burst of moonlit energy that roared from launchers of the Primal Constructs. Explosions would be their scenery and the trenches of sand would quickly find themselves filled in little time as the blur of Thoma's figure quickly presses through the night. With a decisive spin and slash of Homa's prominence, another cruel blast of power would find itself deflected.

There was hardly any worry in the name of his blindspots. Just as he'd look out for Strelitzia's, the comfortable security of her efforts allows him to focus only on what's ahead. He could feel the rage of her energy not only blowing back the opponent, but adamantly searing at the alloy that found itself damaged by their divine power. Stubbornly enough, these things were resilient.. and at this rate, they need an idea.

Wasting all their energy with tear down strats simply wasn't optimal.

"......" And so he studies, studying firm.

Now that he mentioned it before, he did say something about them charging, a lot of the techniques within these machines weren't as instantaneous as the Ruin Guards. While he certainly has little clue as to why, they had to take any advantage they could get, and that concentration of power had to be calculated unlike a living beings.

"Strel!" His voice sharpens amidst the chaos while he leaps around a formed spike that pierced the earth.

"Could you tack some dendro energy onto their weaponry? Maybe we can overload them to wreck their systems with a reaction!" Oh if this works, time finding answers within the gilded sands would have one less issue. For the time he simply holds his faith in Strelitzia's execution, their constant bouts shared before giving him nothing but confidence in what she can pull off.

@firezuhur

[kanedoji]

💗 i jsut want to know

"Pffft, man, this thing is cheesy as hell, but hey--I'll take it."