#tenshouoff

[isolaradiale]

wow look who it is. ichigo kurosaki from bleach. the app can be found under /app or by hitting the + sign by protector and clicking the application link. same with stats, can be found under /stats or the statistics link. if possible i'd like if he retained his upgrades from citta, if not that's cool too.

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Ichigo!

You will be housed in CONDO 447.

You will retain all weapon and power unlocks!

– mod pleiades.

[halfscissors]

@tenshouoff

she’d been actively trying to avoid him, hadn’t she? hell, she’d just ducked into an aisle in the grocery store she had no need to grab anything from the moment she’d seen him.

congratulations, self, you’ve grown up to be an asshole.

[halfscissors]

@tenshouoff

it wasn’t a good habit, but it was supposed to help someone with a shittier habit quit. but ... she didn’t want to quit, either. she had no reason to, no reason to not want for the brand of cigarettes she’d seen her mentor grabbing for in his rare moments of anxieties all those years ago. no reason to ignore socially ingrained norms of how adult it made her seem, how adult it felt.

since she was the one seemingly stranded in her youth, she thought to herself, maybe she needed that extra edge, maybe she always did. 

a soft wind tugged at the edges of her scarf and caught her long hair in its breath, carrying it to limits her vapor smoke could not be held to. and she sat quietly, in the spring sun, the source of her smoke, pocket-sized and discreet, set on the table next to an open biology textbook, the words of which captured all her attention.

it was her intense focus, or the soft cloud hazing her nerves, but she just ... didn’t notice. that was her fault. she should have kept to her habits of looking for orange ... in a crowd.

[halfscissors]

tenshouoff​

( ichigo ... you’ve seemed off lately. is everythin’ alright? is there anything i can do to help? it’s been goin’ on for ... weeks, and i haven’t said anything, but it’s you, and i can’t ... i don’t wanna see you like this. come on, man. don’t be so cold ... )

[halfscissors]

tenshouoff

( y’know, since i’m a savior and all now, you could literally hold my heart in your hands for th’sake of a joke and it wouldn’t do anythin’ to me. food for thought. )

[tinyfists]

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post order -> tinyfists ► tenshouoff ► raisedasasword ► heavenlyglutton

The loss of territory was something that was common in war. Attackers occupied, the invaded defend. It was simply how things worked. And at present, Hive City was definitely in the latter classification. It had only been a day and already had these alternatives laid claim to a good portion of Sector oo5, bringing death and ruin as they worked from the center out, like a plague. It was hard enough to protect the guild hall, and yet they knew they couldn’t remain on the defensive if they wished to push them back.

That was where this plan had come from. A plan to take back the sector, that involved forming two combat teams. They’re opponents were strong, but at the very least, the militia were not. They could be deterred, as much as the thought of such a battle troubled Wendy. 

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A large group of soldiers moved through a city plaza. Twenty? Fifty? All armed with varying weaponry. They had faced little resistance, their morale was high, and had yet to waver. And yet, a child with hair of blue appeared behind them, shouting words that sounded like an incantation. ‘Where had she come from?’ thought the soldier in the back of the formation, and yet it was already too late. 

As if from nowhere, the wind stirred in the middle of the formation, quickly expanding into a twister-like mass of wind.

“SKY DRAGON’S TORNADO!” It wasn’t at full power, she hadn’t activated Dragon Force. Had the been the case, she surely could have taken the block along with the soldiers, but that wasn’t the point. Wendy didn’t want to kill them. The point of that move was to scatter them so that the others, who lay in wait, could pick them off. Some soldiers went flying into the rooftops, but for the most part they crashed around the plaza, destroying booths and cracking walls. 

Those that had had the sense to hold on, turned their weapons on the girl. But that had been accounted for as well.

“ICHIGO-SAN!”

tenshouoff

[halfscissors]

tenshouoff

sharing time at a festival, hand in hand, wreathed in flowers ... it wasn’t how she’d have expected to develop in her years here in the hive, in allowing herself to get so close to another person in this way ... two months, it had been two months, and in that time, she’d become so vulnerable.

she looked to their intertwined hands, looked at their interlaced fingers and passed him a soft smile, a vulnerable smile.

she’d never had a reason to celebrate an anniversary, but she was glad she had one now.