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@owl15
The small hybrid easily made her way through back alleys and darkened streets, seeking out another half-ghoul by the name of Seidou Takizawa. Finding him was simple, for no matter how he might have wished to hide himself, the faceless pawns of ghouls that this city manufactured often answered to her. They were more than happy to point her in the direction of the white-haired figure, eager to please someone with far more power than themselves.
She found him in a little corner of the city, tucked away from most, the sound of flesh being torn from bone and blood spilling on the pavement audible among the cement around both hybrids. Eto removed her hood, making her presence known. There was no point in hiding a face that had already been seen.
“Oi.” Her bandaged foot kicked the dislodged head of Takizawa’s victim, making it roll over to where he sat feeding. “You forgot the pineapple, boy.”
that one time hanten did something kinda cute
@owl15
She hadn’t been back for long and she was already sick of this place. Without her old roommate, or ‘friend’, there wasn’t much to do around here. She let her guard down, allowed herself to care about someone who, much like everyone else, would eventually leave her behind.
Her thoughts were interrupted when the familiar scent of murder filled in nostrils, a smell she was always so fond of. Of course, she was going to seek it out without hesitation, what else would she do? You can’t die in this city, you just come back.
--and speaking of old friends...
“-Oi, Takizawa!” She managed to surprise herself, she was always really bad at remembering names. She was almost too happy to see him, considering he was one of the few people, this world and her own, who really understood her habits. “It’s Hanten! We met a few months ago, if ya... remember...” She trailed off...
Ah... she got too eager and made a fool of herself.
“Er... I mean... Long time no see?” She’d rather be dead than be caught happy to see someone.
Ms. Blight: You have a fake ID?!
Amity: Mother, I can explain!
Emira, not looking up from her phone: She uses it to get into museums without an adult.
Faces of The Owl House, Episode 15: Understanding Willow
Amity: And you... sleep here?
Luz: When the night critters allow me to.