#tangleinthepast

[villageonthemainland]

Well, he shot Saiha."

Uzume did what?! “Wah! Is Saiha-san okay?” She specifically told him not to practice with the bow unless she was around to monitor him. It wasn’t that she didn’t have faith in Uzume’s skills, he was very good when it came to utilizing weapons, but he didn’t have that good of a grasp on shooting just yet. “What about Uzume-san? He didn’t hurt himself either did he?”

[villageonthemainland]

Are you the one who taught Uzume to use a bow?

“Well, yes, I’m trying. But Uzume-san can be a little rough with these sort of things.”

[villageonthemainland]

'I want the k' [CRACK AHOY]

Send me ‘I want the K’ and I’ll generate a number

8: Neck Kiss

She could do this. Her target was currently sleeping and would be none the wiser.

She could sooo do this.

Her ears pick up the faint sound of snickering behind her. Chouza and Uzume no doubt. A vein above her brow begins to throb. She was so getting them back for this.

Neya gulps and clenches her fist, her palms were already beginning to sweat. She ignores it and creeps forward, her socked steps were quick and light against the wooden floor as her eyes locked on the prone figure of Kuroha propped up against the wall. The male was sleeping soundly and for a very rare moment, Saiha wasn’t hovering protectively around him like a guard dog.

Upon getting closer to the other she gets down on her knees, Neya couldn’t help but notice how peaceful he looked, even though his true features were hidden by his mask. It wasn’t often they got to see Kuroha with his guard down. Leaning in closely, Neya’s palms press against the hard wood floor to brace herself. She tilts her head a bit and lowers it towards Kuroha’s neck, pursing her lips and applying just a bit of pressure.

The ‘kiss’ only lasts about 2 seconds before Neya stiffens when feels the sharp point of a blade at her neck.

[thestolenroad-blog]

[ tangleinthepast ] 

How the police officers hadn’t found this weapon on the woman when they searched her before letting her into the cell was beyond his reasoning. Because while the officers were quick to take his sword apparently they didn’t care to overlook the hidden weapon that this woman immediately threw and nearly hit him with upon noticing that she wasn’t alone in the cell. 

He was going to try and jokingly ask what she had done to so much as get in here. But perhaps something more simple would be a good place to start as blue eyes stared at the weapon which now lay into the wall right next to the mans face. “H-hello to you too.”

[amuse-the-guardian-blog]

@Kuroha

"Doubt that. See, you're walking right through our base camp. Pretty gutsy move, all things considered."

[thetattooedbutterfly]

"Hmph. They brought it on themselves. Tormenting you for having the mark of a killer, they can;t complain once you become one." she was so casual about this statement…

Chouza glanced at Kuroha. Had she been watching? His breathing was still heavy. Her words were not particularly comforting but he understood her intentions. "I... I just need to sit down." He slumped to the ground, hand still over his face.

[xscissortwine-archive]

tangleinthepast started following you

     And cue some awkward laughter here because, wow, how to greet a lady. "Uh--" He shifts his glasses awkwardly, glancing the other direction. Shit. He was burning daylight here and that thing had already (probably?) earned her attention. "I'm looking for something, could you, uh, help me out?" Probably not the best (or coolest) thing to say when you're trying to make a first impression but-- "I can go elsewhere if you can't help."

[movedsaffronnights]

tangleinthepast replied to your post: “™’”:

"Are you asking because you want to know? Or are you suicidal?"

"Forget it."