#sagittaeprotector

[heartheaded]

@sagittaeprotector

“Stop.”

[8leggedfreakazoid]

sagittaeprotector replied to your post: ❛ Is this the part where you say some… really bad...

“…For the love of God…”

“What? Am I bugging you?”

[solivagantis]

The men in black have come for @sagittaeprotector

It comes as a surprise, but gaining a permission to be on the shooting range during practice turns out to be easy.

Maybe this isn't unusual. Maybe a lot of people come to watch (there aren't any now). Maybe company representatives flock here, eager to offer sponsorships. He doubts it. Archery as a competitive sport isn't nearly popular enough. Maybe it's the Kirijo Group's name that opens all doors to him, no questions asked. Maybe they're just too polite to ask.

He stands beside the instructor, a stocky man with broad shoulders and graying temples, and observes the archers. Some of them are apprentice kyudoka, some perform the western style of marksmanship. This kyudojo welcomes everyone, he was told, and now he understands the meaning.

The instructor — Kato is his name — turns out to be a friendly one. Or a lonely one, depending on how you look at it. Kato makes small talk, not anything job-related but everyday things, a drill he wishes he didn't have to go through. Without ever turning to his companion, he murmurs the stock answers he's memorized before coming here. His attention doesn't stray from those practicing before him, but the lack of investment in the conversation from his side doesn't seem to deter the man.

It's when the other begins speaking of his apprentices does he internally perk up, albeit not too much. Kato points out the ones he sees the most potential in, the ones that have already achieved something, the ones he's particularly proud of. Nodding in acknowledgment, he looks up their names right then and there, checks if they have any reputation to speak of, any rewards or other accomplishments, finger sweeping at the screen of his phone, eyes leaving the archers in between shots. Most of them are too young for his purposes, but he makes a mental note of one or two who warrant keeping an eye on in the future.

This goes on for some time, and although the recommendations aren't undesirable, today he has a particular person in mind. The person whose technique stands out amongst all others, apprentice or not. The person who, when Kato issues a break, stays on the range.

Another nod to the instructor later, he veers between the dispersing people with ease, and approaches his target. "Iverson Oran? If I could have a moment of your time."

[tatamashiarchived-blog]

<Starter> - @sagittaeprotector

      “... ya’ need somethin’ or just gonna keep starin’?” And yes- she’s not going to stop squatting as she examines the tracks in the dirt. Not even to see who it was she spoke to.

[trichromia-blog]

<Starter> - @sagittaeprotector

Another job lost, but rather than beg for a second chance, she too what little she owned and went of travelling. Maybe she’d have a little... more luck in the next town.

... wherever that was. And yet, even as she was so sure the road she’d chosen was empty, luck was still no quite on her side. With foot catching on- what she figured was a root- she tripped, hands catching themselves on the ground even as magic flared against her will and shot  a splay of water down the road. 

... face planted as well as wet. A perfect addition to jobless.

      “.... I ... suppose I needed a bath.”

[sozohime]

sagittaeprotector replied to your post: "...Are you hungry?" He would question her, having...

“I’m not going to hurt you.” She was scared, alone, and so very small. So scared she had fallen when he had spoken to her and covered herself with her arms. “…Here. I have food you can have.”

She did not know if she ought to place faith in him, or not. It was far more than hunger that caused the woman to lower her defenses, arms falling to her side as she cast an anxious gaze upon the man. She was not taken by the offered food, though tattered hand did reach as lips quivered. “T-T-Thank you..” There was good in this world, she believed. And she believed it of everyone. Even if it was not extended towards her. Who would treat a girl with such a beggar-like appearance kindly?

[venithixms-blog]

The Winter General’s not the type of man that left the empire without a reason and that ‘thing’ was because of his beloved emperor, the same that forgets to pick-up his toys after using them and basically this is why he was taking a trip right know. It was a job to recovered all the things that belongs to Zeref and all the Spriggans do it without hesitation.

The trip was very long, he was forced to travel overseas, closer the enemy but not enough. Invel visits lots of dark guilds searching for information and he found it soon, the place he needs to destroy was very closer, a few hours and when he finally arrives and frozen all the people that was not useful for him.

❛ It’s seems that you belong here, haven't you?  ❜

Asks the red eyes man looking at the boy that arrives to the dark guild. He didn’t have exit finding his majesty’s toy and probably it was a bad idea try to kill that paltry people but he really hates falses believers.

                                          @sagittaeprotector;;

[symphonexia]

<♮> “Sacrificing yourself even before the second date, and no kiss? Rude, Achey.”