#rejicia

[deskjxcky]

it was starting to happen more often now. every year it felt like she was getting sent on more, and more missions with exorcist groups from the vatican itself. it was because she was good. her skills with a sniper were deadly, adding her abilities as an aria? she could wreak havoc on demonkind. 

he father was so giddy every time she got a summons. she was bringing more ‘good’ to their family name.

thee were reports of a nattmara in some scandinavian woods that had been terrorizing a small, local town. and there was rumors it was more than one. she wasn’t briefed on who she’d be working with, but she knew it would be fellow exorcists that out ranked her. her uniform was pressed, a large sniper ( it almost seemed to big for her frame! ) strapped to her back, boots crunching snow as she walked to the ‘stake out’ camp with her escort. 

“anja wollf has arrived.” he spoke, and anja stood to attention, feet together, arms stiff at her side.

“anja elisabeth wollf, dragoon, middle second class exorcist, reporting in!” /// @rejicia

[blueforestfires]

@largehearts/ @rejicia

Rin sat on a bench in the main hall of the Japan branch headquarters, holding a large Salamander in his lap like a slightly slimy pet dog. Unlike Nii-chan, Pepper was big enough that he was unwieldy to keep summoned at all times... but Rin was about to go on a mission, and having Pepper around calmed his nerves a little.

The only thing he knew about this assignment was that he would be working under Father Fujimoto’s sister— someone who had also actively opposed Rin’s entry into the Order, which he didn’t entirely understand. Plenty of people hated and mistrusted him because of what he was, he got that much, but didn’t she trust her brother’s judgement at all? Even if they didn’t get along, the Paladin title counted for something. Then again, plenty of people thought the Paladin was insane for endorsing the Egins.

He knew he couldn’t make people like him, but Rin was determined to at least make a good impression. As soon as a woman matching her description entered, Pepper leapt off Rin’s lap onto the ground and the boy stood up. “A-Are you Fujimoto-san?”

“I’m Rin. I-I mean, Egin. Egin Rin,” he stammered, already starting to fiddle with his belt loop nervously. Demons didn’t have family names, but he was pretty sure it was polite for humans to use them. “Everyone just calls me Rin, though... It’s nice to meet you.”