#koyossei

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It was most certainly an accident-- Though she’d been wrong before, not that she’d admit that, but the forceful bump from the other as she’d been so patiently waiting was easily enough to earn a scowl. ‘ Can I help you ? ‘

[nakedmohawk]

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     "T'hell you're talkin' about? Being short's a good thing in this case. Easier to hide and use stealth as your advantage.”

Tsumugu uttered without a hint of mockery, sure, he would love nothing more than to push the girl’s buttons, but her stature was indeed a benefit when it came to a more discreet style of battle, if the male weren’t such a huge burly person, he’d definitely could have used a shorter stature to his advantage. But he instead decided to rely mostly on intimidation techniques, one of the reasons he has a bright red mohawk to begin with.

The man hisses once he hears the girl challenging him to a fight, savior of the world or not, she was clearly still just a child, and like any kid, she needed more guidance than anything, and of course, some guidance would require a bit of an ass-whooping once in a while. So, without saying a single word, the former merc slowly approached the pink-haired girl, an unchanged expression upon his face. Once he got into arm’s reach, he swiftly put his right leg behind her right ankle, and put his right hand on her right shoulder, and, almost in a mechanical movement, brought her down with quite a bit of ease. 

The fact that he brought the girl to her back just using a bit of technique and finesse was enough to bring a more cocky smirk upon his face, usually he wouldn’t be the one to feel overconfident in his abilities, but the girl had a tendency to bring quite a competitive side of the man.

       “What were you saying?.”

[bornfibers-blog]

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‘ Still a walkin’ eye sore’a colors, I see. Would mistake ya for some kinda lil kid who dressed ‘emselves all by themselves. ‘

[ayanxmi]

❛ I’m afraid that I’m not understanding, ❜ Rei was, as always, sincerely apologetic. It was forever a burden on her being when the girl had failed to be anything more than an inconvenience, especially when her duty was to listen, to hear another speak, heeding their heart’s content even if & when they were untruthful. Rei heard out Commander Ikari and his son, she heard the troublesome Second, the hurting Major Katsuragi, as well having heard every single soul which came to her with something on their shoulders. So, when one did come along, like this girl had, and Rei couldn’t grasp what she meant... she felt as if she only had herself to blame. ❛ I’m sorry, I’m just wasting your time. ❜

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[guaiiwu-blog]

Music. The ‘ Evil One ’ hears it, echoing past the grass, the trees, and into her feral soul as she listens out. There’s a rhythm to it she does not recognize... but it captivates her nonetheless as the distinctive woodwind feel of the soft instrument draws the woman out into the open. Just enough to see the performance; enough to see the child playing as she did. She is watchful, she is observant, and she is curious as the ‘ Evil One ’ stands just out from the clearing, and eases her hand from the sheathed blade at her waist slightly.

❛ I don’t know that tune, but it’s a nice song nonetheless. ❜ She speaks; a cruel, hardened tone softened as much as could towards the child she did not know, expressing what appreciation she could give for a form of art that was impossible for her to embrace to her now.

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[dataxslinger-blog]

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      “Well fortunately for you, There is enough left over. I didn’t expect that would have dropped by the penthouse so suddenly.” Was he surprised? He more likely was engrossed in some work on his laptop that he probably forgot Nonon would be arriving.       His hand waved at the food. A recipe that he had been experimenting with as you will. He had no motivation to simply bum rush ordering food to the location. Why do that when you can have control of how you want to your food to be prepared? Nothing less than total control for Houka. He was in the mood for something to comfort his palette. Something to send his mind to simpler times. He wasn’t sure if Nonon would take to some Gyudon.