#senshokami

[hikyori]

        ✷ ❛ @senshokami                 continued from ( x )

    ❛ BISHAMON-SAMA! WAIT! please, stop and think for a moment! you can’t be certain that killing the sorcerer will solve all your problems, will it? because!...  because someone ELSE will die too! ❜  

[shinkineyuki-moved-blog]

✏ ✕

✏ - Why did you choose your muse?

I didn’t choose this life, this life chose me..

Nah but seriously, even I’m not sure why I initially went with Yukine. On my original multi-muse blog, I actually started with Yato. But something just drew me to Yukine’s character, so I went to make a blog for him. It was only intended to be like a secondary blog, but Yukine as a muse hogged the attention, and his blog became my primary. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

✕ - What would set you entirely off roleplaying with someone?

Definitely ignoring my rules and putting me or my muse in uncomfortable situations after having been warned. I’ve had this happen in the past, and let me tell you, it rubbed me the wrong way entirely. I know when you haven’t read, y’know? Even if you ignore every section except for the roleplaying rules, at least read those. I don’t want to be auto: known, shipped, or fought against. It’s certainly happened and it was very upsetting.

[saravalt]

*♔antiquated —

        Appropriating the necessary materials that’d been designated had been a successful endeavor, the salvaging an impromptu task assigned in the midst of locating promising satellite sites. Garnering the supplies had been given maximum priority in this particular instance as this location was hardly frequently, but a certain alloy was currently sought for experimental purposes by the director. For that had the detour been permitted, the base lacking in available squadrons to mobilize and thus having needed to take advantage of an operative already in the field.

        Still not fully acclimated to operating solo, to remain stationary within a decimated city heavily populated with rogue Aragami was certainly disconcerting. It was unavoidable though, a lengthy wait required in order for a helicopter to collect both the spoils and herself. Remaining within clear view was mere foolishness and was promptly refrained from, alcoves advantageously used to obscure herself as the soldier delved deeper within the shadowed reaches of the surroundings. Vigilant, this did not dispel curiosity, a cautious approach taken in discreetly scrutinizing what was in proximity as not only would it abate the niggling feeling in the base of her skull, but also bring reassurance that she could act better knowing what was in immediate sight.

        Cerulean pupils widened as awareness was found by the wandering gaze, the steadfast grip that digits had had on the God Arc in hand loosening a fraction. Wood rotted beyond recognition and once magnificent banners torn asunder, it was the remnants of paper streamers known to have religious origin that had marked the fractured altar as what had once been a shrine. It was novelty in this time, a vestige of an era in which gods were not willfully depraved; it was a reminder of what had been lost, the purity and goodness, of answering calls of forgiveness, of undiluted hope, of a strong desire for long life and of true love.

        There truly was nothing quite as sorrowful.

        Unbidden, demure features displayed a somber expression, creame locks tumbling over shoulders as her head gradually bowed forward. A hand was gently placed upon her chest as a gesture of solace, a silent prayer offered in mourning for a deity that might’ve been nothing more than an imaginative being. Not a known believer, matters of the faith were inconsequential as what this sanctuary had represented, and what it had meant to people, was all that truly mattered.

[phvntxsm-archives-blog]

[ resumed from [ x ] || senshokami​ ​ ]

“I’m honestly giving the benefit of the doubt, but you know. Yato has his way of redeeming himself.” came in her sudden commentary, since she really gets agitated just by the thought of those two foolin’ around was clearly portrayed in her imagination. Unless that small faith she has in Yukine does make things work. “Well, that should be expected of Kazuma-san... He’s the type of person you can rely on and never even worry about a single thing.  ” In comparison to Kazuma, Yukine will do heaps and extra miles of effort in even trying to surpass the other hafuri vessel’s expertise. 

“and perhaps, he’s right. You need to cut some slack a few times. Well-- it still depends on your conviction though” she somehow revises her statement, realizing that she sounded too casual and straightforward wit the answer.   

[tofrost]

senshokami

          “Would you mind if I sit here? All the other tables are full.”

[inkerdot]

senshokami liked your starter call!!

boom, boom, BOOM!!

The sounds of an explosion echoed along the main street in the shopping district and panic began to ensue shortly after the ground had started shaking in the aftermath. Large clouds of smoke puffed out into the blue sky and a blood-curdling scream ripped into the ears of everyone around.

Several of the pedestrians that had been making their way towards some of the shops quickly turned tail and began rushing out onto the street while those who were getting off the tram called out to one another, clearly alarmed and startled as to what was going on.

No one seemed to know what the cause of the explosion was, but it seemed like they weren’t going to stick around to find out --

“Ah, no -- you’re going the wrong way!!” 

The inking assistant quickly grabbed onto the nearest person -- a young girl with pretty features who had also been shopping in the same area as her -- and gestured towards the back entrance where some employees were escaping. It would be quicker if they went that route as opposed to cramming onto the streets where everyone was panicking.