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@gunshotlullaby cont.
Yuki laughs, delighted and bubbly. Whatever he expected Tsukumo to say in response, it wasn’t that. But it’s so sweet that God’s Light can’t help but blush.
“That’s kind. You should sit with me and we’ll make one for Touko too!”
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No Words Needed Starters🌞 to watch my muse from afar
How the tides turn – where they were once enemies, they now stood as allies. Traitors and faithful alike. It still seemed surreal at times to watch those in the Giou clan speak and wander without their weapons drawn at him. How long had it been since something like this was normal? Centuries.
Rarely did Reiga leave Infernus now as he ordered Luze to remain on mortal ground in order to assist Yuki. However, his bond with God’s Light occasionally beckoned him to ensure everything was okay ( it was really an excuse, of course, a clear sign that within his heart, he still worried ).
He noticed the eyes fixated on him, ones of uncertainty. It was that boy. Reiga understood, of course, the hesitation that the Zweilt would have towards him. The doubt, the fear. After all, were it not for Yuki, Reiga would have killed him, his soul gone forever. He wondered if it still haunted him terribly.
The necromancer’s cold steel eyes looked the other way.
{ tsukumo } -- @gunshotlullaby
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Without even thinking about it Tsukumo takes the comb before sitting down behind her. He takes hold of the unbrushed threads of hair and softly started running the brush through them. It was a soothing time beween them. One Tsukumo had at some point began to rely on like clockwork. When she didn’t come and ask him, he would eventually come to ask her.
He made a very small noise at her statement before nuzzling behind her, and going back to work. “I don’t want to ever surprise you Toko. Not in a bad way.”
She can’t help the soft chuckle that escapes her lips. “I know, Tsukumo.” It’s just one of the many things she treasures so much about her brother who’s also her best friend and partner since they were small. They are both aware that words aren’t needed most of the time - not to mention permission for something that Toko is certain of that it wouldn’t ever hurt her. And yet, he always makes sure to ask if she doesn’t ask him herself, and it means a lot to her.
Watching Tsukumo diligently running the brush through her long tresses through the mirror, Toko hums in mild amusement upon noticing the way some strands of white hair sticking up on her brother’s head. “-- were you outside again?” Her tone isn’t a scolding one, just brimming with interest because it’s the most likely scenario for the other’s hair style to end up this way.
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“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”
G o d his limbs feel so h e a v y.
When did everything get so c o l d? He feels something thick pooling around his neck, hears the sick ‘plop’ and then ‘drip’ of it hitting the concrete, but his vision is so blurry all he can make out are the splotches of red, with no defined figure.
b l o o d.
When did he start bleeding?
Fuck, what hit him?
Tsukumo?
“I can’t” he wants to say “I’m so tired.”
He can’t.
His vision swims black, body swaying over between remaining on his knees and collapsing in a pool of his own blood.
“I’m sorry--”
I can’t
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“For me?”
Yuki exclaims, vivid with happiness. He adores these sort of things. He’ll have to make one in return, it would be unacceptable not to!
The little white and pink flowers.
Yuki thinks they’re fitting, honestly. He settles the crown over his head, and teasingly--
“Did little woodland animals help you make this?”
(He’s kidding of course. Not that it wouldn’t be adorable if they had...)
"What happens when you die? What do we do then?" (Via gunshotlullaby
Tsukumo’s question comes suddenly, but it wasn’t a surprise that he would. Everyone falls quiet, turning towards Luka now. Yuki is biting back, because his curiosity is peaked as well. Toko wanted to put a hand over Tsukumo’s mouth, but refrains. Luka’s gaze had been turned down, at nothing in particular. But when the question arose, he turned to the source. Silver duos focused upon the male. Much could be seen in Luka’s eyes, but nothing could be determined. It had to come from him to know the answer.
“You fight on. You protect Yuki with your own life. He is here for you, that’s what Takashiro keeps saying. But itsn’t it fair that you put your own life at risk as you would for your partners.” Never once does his speaking come in form of a question. Directing this everywhere, but himself. While he does this, of course Luka is thinking what will happen. He had said he would die for Yuki’s sake, should he release him from the contract. There would be no reason to keep on leaving, he would have absolutely no purpose after that. This he doesn’t bring up of course.
@gunshotlullaby (x)
Of course he would approach. Why would he not? It was a ripe opportunity for Annoy Reiga Day when he swore up and down to Yuki that he would do no harm. It was not to say that he did not understand that Tsukumo was troubled by him being around -- obviously it was even offensive to the silver haired lad. It was not like he enjoyed being here any more than they enjoyed seeing him.
"I have to speak with Yuki on important matters," Reiga replied, crossing one leg over the other. "You can hate me all you want, I do not expect anything else, but we do have a common enemy and that is more important. After that is dealt with, you are welcome to seek vengeance to your heart’s content."
The necromancer turned his head to look at him, his gaze like that of a beast watching its prey. He did not like Tsukumo’s body language in his approach, he did not like being questioned, and certainly did not like sharing space with the younger man or any other Zweilt for that matter. "Or, you can taint this place and attempt to kill me now. I don't suggest it, though -- I think it would make our mutual friend distressed, don’t you think?"
