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AESTHETIC for @ninjiraiya ------
what's important... isn't where you are. this town i hated so much? now, i love it. there's still nothing here, but i have family and friends... and you. the important things are never far off... they're all around you.
Face Card meets Tarot Card?
@ninjiraiya
Kaito sighed as he found a bench to sit on. This place was a nightmare. Who actually signed up for crap like this anyway? This place was boring and who knew what was going on back home. Hell, that organization was probably tearing up the world by now or getting fat off the money of Pandora.
What irked him more was the fact that he didn’t even have his card gun. Hell, even his school teachers let him have it. So he decided to shoot the rubber band off, hoping to just hit the tree about 50 meters off, just because...
When someone walked right in front of him, not even 2 meters away.
“Crap!”
@ninjiraiya
Looking for a job at his age was something Satoru never consider looking for. It’s not like he can continue delivering pizza or something like that. At least not at his current age. Maybe someone will know something about a job that a kid like him could get.
“Excuse me sir... do you know any jobs around this city someone like me can do?” Not like he thought this guy look like the best person to ask, but he had to give it a try anyways.
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send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse —₪ = asking them out for dinner .
This was unexpected. That a human would WANT to be near him? Masamune would think the other as some kind of fool, but he wouldn’t say that. He didn’t know how to react. He...should probably be studying, trying to find a way to slow his encroaching madness, but...
“Me? Why me? I’m not human, and we’ve never met, senpai. But other than that....I don’t know this place well enough to help find a place to eat.”
He’d give a sigh, but he’d look at the other, grimacing as his stomach would growl. He kept forgetting his meals...maybe he should take this guy up on his offer.
“...If we are going to eat dinner together, I...would rather we start off with introducing ourselves. I...don’t have a real name, but the one I’ve been given is Masamune.”
@ninjiraiya ❤ d’!
“H-Hey! Watch were you’re goin’!---” He exclaimed, rather surprised at his own reaction due to the fact that he was to blame. He didn’t notice the person he bumped into after complaining, and now that he was looking at the person...
“Wait.” He speaks more to himself rather than the familiar person--- “Waaaaait.” He tries to remember, he almost fails to remember a close friend of his, Kanji wasn’t the brightest. Not as bright as his smile when he noticed the person he bumped was Yosuke Hanamura, they may not talk too often, but they were certainly friends.
“Yosuke-senpai! How you doin’?” He asked, way too casually for the environment they were in, but Kanji was glad that he found a friend in the city right off the bat, it was comforting.
✘ >:3
send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse —✘ = hugging them .
The pain of having his shoulder pushed back into its socket was much more than he thought, yet Gig gave no indication that he felt it. No, but instead of cursing the idiot in front of him, he found himself involuntarily drawing away from the other.
...He remembered what death felt like, and the shoulder was a sliver, yet more than enough to remind him of the pain that came along with it. For the first time in this damned city, Gig actually looked somewhat afraid.
The last thing he was expecting was to feel warmth. While he’d been lost in his own thoughts, the other actually...wrapped his arms around Gig. Confusion and fear would cross his features--his mind thinking he was trapped and that he was about to be injured--but he found that he couldn’t move. The warmth was something he’d never experienced before.
It was alien, and it was confusing. But Gig wasn’t feeling pain from it, so he’d let the other live for now. Maybe later he’d kick his ass, but now...?
“...What are you doing? You’re so close, and warm, I...don’t understand. What is this?”
This was the first time in his long life that he’d been hugged.
What a strange city this was.
↪ @ninjiraiya | cont.
❝ what? but i need these new shoes! if you’re not going to pay for them then give me a discount!❞
she huffed-- ❝ won’t you help a pretty girl out, hana-chan? ❞
@ninjiraiya
The layout of this city was certainly confusing. While his pride on being solitary was a big part of who he was, when he witnessed some of the actual buildings moving of their own accord, he found that he would need to at least ask someone about that.
Scanning the passerby for someone less threatening, his gaze resting upon someone who looked quite harmless, compared to most others he’d seen. Walking toward the other, he would quietly clear his throat to catch the other’s attention, before he spoke in a soft, quiet tone.
“Ahem. Excuse me but...do you perhaps know if one can get a reliable map of this city? I’ve been walking for around two hours and keep finding myself right where I started.”
Eyes focused upon the stranger, he seemed to be waiting patiently for an answer. Hopefully one would come soon, but he was patient. He would wait as long as needed to obtain the information he desired.
