[/kicks in aizen's door] hueco mundo is fullbringer territory now binch-
my fucking living experiments ruined that joint ages ago either way you can keep it all that sand is boring either way
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[/kicks in aizen's door] hueco mundo is fullbringer territory now binch-
my fucking living experiments ruined that joint ages ago either way you can keep it all that sand is boring either way
hoshigaru said: make it his text ringtone you coward-
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hoshigaru replied to your post: ��️ “...it just ain’t the same.” He throws an...
“Show me a soul who likes that egomaniac better as captain,” is the dry response, and the crook of her finger brings the stone back into her hand, “and I’ll show you someone who needs to be checked for brainwashing.” The stone leaves her own hand with a flick of her wrist, skimming the surface strangely before sinking suddenly, sharply. “You’re doing fine, I think,” she adds, and it’s not grudging but it’s hesitant because really– what does she know?
He watches as she denies him the satisfaction of pity, tossing that stone so gracefully into the water. He’s glad of it, that she’s not so quick to comfort as others might be. She just says what she means.
“Thanks,” he says. “I like it when ya call him an egomaniac,” he says, somewhat suggestively, though his almost lascivious tone is muted by exhaustion. “Tired of people bein’ shy about it. Used to hearin’ him be called a ‘traitor’ or a ‘defector.’ That almost makes him sound cool.” And he’s not. He sucks. “He’s just an asshole. N’ you call ‘em like ya see ‘em, don’t ya?”
hoshigaru replied to your post: Bitch.
“Mordred.”
Yes, dear?
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“Don’t think I’m ever gonna get used to this,” the Knight of Treachery admitted, looking down at himself while flexing his fingers. The armor had formed around him again, but it was different - it felt lighter, and it fit him a little more closely than it had before. The plates were a little thinner, too - but it certainly didn’t feel like his defense had dropped. In fact, it seemed like it’d gone up - not that he could tell just by looking, though.
Eventually, though, the sense of discomfort at the changes faded, and he turned to where she was standing, eagerness evident in his body language and voice.
“Ri, Ri. How do I look? Any change in my stats? Ya think I can go wrestle a Greater Drake now? Bet I can make ‘em cry uncle with one hand behind my back!”
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“You don’t have to worry about me. They’re just minor injuries; no broken bones from me. they’ll heal up eventually.” He’s already claimed the reason for his bandages across his arms, face and even his torso as accidentally getting run over by a motorcycle. He’d tell about his night job as a Persona-user, but it’s still something he wants to keep under wraps. The last thing he wants is getting Riruka involved in his mess. “In the meanwhile, it’s my treat for the day. Order anything you want.”
ryusxnka said: do it and i'll destroy your entire room
ryusxnka said: I'm serious, Kurosaki!
hoshigaru said: i'll fullbring it back to normal it's fine, do it
he’s gonna do it
@hoshigaru ||continued from here||
Nods proudly.
“Yep! I watched Emiya go at it a couple of times and memorized everything after figurin’ it out. It ain’t as pretty, but I think it turned out okay!”