#onearmedhermit

[sanguinetactics]

onearmedhermit

It was, in all honesty, a bit of an embarrassing mix up. At first, all he could think of when seeing that bandaged arm was to simply take hold of it as he had done so many times, to keep up with the person ahead of him, there being only one person he knew of with such a unique look to her. But upon grabbing it and looking up, the body structure, hair color and everything else about her was far from the person he knew of when seeing it. Realizing that, he immediately let go, realizing the person he was following behind wasn’t her. Let out an embarrassed laugh at that realization. 

“ Sorry. That uh.. you just.. reminded me of someone else for a second, there. My mistake! “ 

[helpingthelongrain]

     Last he recalled, the man was in his shop when they took him away from this place. ... And unfortunately, because he had locked up, it seems that he had left the key somewhere within his store. So, now that he was back within Hive City... he was locked out of his own shop.

Naturally, there were ways to avert this. But... he had no idea how to pick a lock. Why would he? And he didn’t want to hire a locksmith on his first day returning to this place. He wanted to get inside as soon as possible, in order to see how both his home and store had been faring during his time away. So... there was no other option.

He had to break in.

Having moved into the alley besides his shop, to one of the windows that circled the building, Rinnosuke raised his arm up, brick in hand, ready to throw, and... paused.

“... Ah.”

“Er... if it isn’t Ibarakasen.”

@onearmedhermit

[mangekyouillusionist]

@onearmedhermit

A bag around his shoulders after doing some shopping, Itachi was looking through his list of errands and would decide that he was about done with his chores for the day.  As nice as it was of a day, he wondered what else he may be able to get out of it.  There was no reason to really go into training as he felt pretty good for a change.  Not often the Uchiha was without pain or something conflicting him.  Maybe it’d be a day to just relax.

“Looks like I’m not the only one off and lost on what to do,” Itachi spoke out as he spotted another nearby he recognized.  It seemed Kasen was off looking for something or perhaps just on a scroll.  Maybe he should had thought ahead on that. 

[eveltrinity-blog]

“Eww... You can find hermits here?”

“You know you give reapers everywhere hard time, but an even harder time for me. Do me a favor and die, please? The sooner you do, the less paperwork I have to do.” 

[xinkirou-blog]

@onearmedhermit

“Hey! That arm of yours, can’t it grant a wish? Knowing hermits, you probably want to use it in case of emergency or not at all. Something about going against your virtues? Whatever.”

“That arm might rot before you do if you don’t make a wish. It’s a straight trip to immortality!”

[bashfullygreen]

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“No more crying, no more crying. “ Mizi knew that if he was going to make it in this city, he couldn’t keep crying. It would only turn people off and make them think he was weird. As if he wasn’t weird enough already.

Every time he saw a person, it was like a tiny ray of hope was shining through. He had to make friends or at least one friend. No-- not even that, he just needed to become friendly with someone so he didn’t feel so alone.

So he mustered up the best fake smile he could and took a deep breath. “W--...hi..h-hi there!” Yeah, real convincing.

[sanguinaryprince]

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          That was what? Two people in one night? Ravenous hunger there, Dio Brando, in a city who’s rules he wasn’t quite familiar with just yet, killing like this probably wasn’t a good idea. It didn’t matter, not to him anyway. Leaving a stinking corpse behind in some dark alley while he was far away caused him little concern. There was a vague hope that those corpses would spring to life at any second but while he watched it, nothing happened and the vampire just scowled and swiftly left the vicinity.

          In actuality, Dio wasn’t even sure what was restricted and what wasn’t and he didn’t even try to figure it out currently. Perhaps that wasn’t a good idea, if he ever found himself in a tight spot and these wretched wooden knives wouldn’t even do him an ounce of good. He still had his fangs however, they didn’t put a cap on those. Two people already though. This wasn’t even the Sector he was housed in.

[vcinglcry]

onearmedhermit 

is that...A albino dancing right in the middle of crossfire? Somehow she’s dancing without getting hit by those damn arrows, “I’m DAAAAAAANCING IN THE LOVE~!” If she keeps this up, she’ll definitely get hit! SOMEONE stop her.