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“Mmh, how soft... is it for our master’s sake that you tend to your fur so diligently?”
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@kitsuneodori
“Mmh, how soft... is it for our master’s sake that you tend to your fur so diligently?”
❝ I see you've been staring at the clothing in the window for a very long time! If you want, I can help you look for something that'd suit you. ❞
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“They say there’s a fox god who lives in that shrine,” he is told, when one day he wanders four steps further than he did last. “And that if you bring him gifts, he’ll grant you blessings to keep you safe in this city.”
It is not true.
Mikazuki turns his gaze to the familiar red torii that line along the entrance and knows it is not, for there is little difference between man and god here in a world with neither history nor future. They are all immortal, swept along by death for mere days before being returned, and all bound by the same strings controlled by the same puppeteers. If there is any sense of reverence to be kept, it is to memory and imagination than any fact and truth.
Still, the structure is one of the few things he finds recognizable in Hive City, and so he walks--and walks, and walks, until his feet carry him to the shrine meant for a deity he knows well by proxy. He does not bear a gift, but he is there--and that, arrogance claims, is enough of an offering.
“Now then--am I to offer my prayers first, or will this fox god be generous enough to reveal himself to me?”
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"Consider this idle curiosity; do swords celebrate the same holidays as human beings do?”
Perhaps this was a weak excuse to simply converse with the blade, but whatever works, right? Whatever adds a little more activity into his days, he’ll take up in a heartbeat.
little fox; littler wolf
“......”
It was...a shrine. Rouga couldn’t fathom how many wrong turns he must have taken on his way back to the orphanage to end up in such a place, but...somehow, someway, he’d ended up at what looked similar to an Inari shrine.
(Was that what it was called...? He could vaguely remember seeing structures like the ones here in one of the many books the Gaens owned, but...)
... Well, this wasn’t as bad a situation as it could have been, he supposed. It was quiet here, and seemingly devoid of other people--in other words, a most likely safe place to rest his small, tired legs before he set out again. It was more than a lost child could have asked for, really--
Though he did wish it wasn’t so cold.
In a sea of sable suits and prismatic dresses, a flurry of frosted fur is easy to spot. Perhaps because he’s been searching for him (though he wouldn’t admit it, not so quickly) Kogitsunemaru stands out among the crowd, as if he himself were a bright star against the velvet curtain of the night. In the breath between songs, Sinbad makes his way to whom he hopes will be his next partner when the music begins anew.
A hand is extended in both invitation and friendship. “I’d hoped to find you sooner rather than later.” A smile dances upon his lips as he speaks, unable and unwilling to hide the way his shoulders relax as they draw nearer. “Will you honor me with a dance, Kogitsunemaru?”
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also me. my name. pls.
VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗💗(Gramps is pretty hot for an old man. Not to mention an old sword man.)
FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗(I imagine they hang out now and again when Kogi needs to meet his weekly pet quota.)
SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗(Well, I mean... *gestures*)
ROMANTIC INTENT: 💔(Nah.)
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VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗His fox ears are cute, and it takes like..quite a bit of effort to maintain his hair, he thinks. Overall a++.
FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💔He doesn’t like how often he touches him.
SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗He’s.....bigga.
ROMANTIC INTENT: 💔Looks to god.