"TRUNKS I KEEP TRIPPING OVER ALL THESE SWORDS"
"Hm? Sorry, I was sharpening my sword, you were saying?"
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"TRUNKS I KEEP TRIPPING OVER ALL THESE SWORDS"
"Hm? Sorry, I was sharpening my sword, you were saying?"
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“Come out -- I can hear you,” she said, her guns out and ready to fire.
She had been searching for supplies for a good hour now but knew that the silence she encountered until now was not to last. It never did. The hairs at the back of her neck stood up the last few minutes, which was a pretty good indicator that someone was nearby; whether it was living or not remained to be seen.
@the-human-maelstrom wanted the stinky awful mom!
“Not too bright, are you? Bandanas aren’t supposed to be over the eyes.”
He has a tail; that’s the second thing she notices. Nione’s own tail tightens around her waist at the realisation that there’s still more saiyans out there. The question is, why did all of them seem so... soft?
Perhaps her curse had backfired more spectacularly then she had imagined.
“Hiding your eyes doesn’t keep others from seeing you.”
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“That sounds like someone who thinks that cant actually throw someone a hair taller than them.”
“That’s it.” She’s quick to move, arms moving so she could sweep him off his feet.
“Don’t hang tight now.”
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The soft crunch of frozen snow beneath a hoof could be heard outside. A frown etched upon her face, and again she pawed at the drift built up along the doorstep. “Nngh,” Eden shuddered, her ears flopping against her hair from the hard shake of her head to rid of the racing chills. “Is this what people of earth call ‘winter’?” She blinked at the still glimmering shelf, turning her head back to Obi. “How do you survive this every year?”
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Natasha was out taking care of the last of her gift shopping, while trying to stay warm in the falling snow and not be recognized on the streets of New York. Since she didn’t enjoy being around for Christmas, the plan was to get out of the city.
She just had to make sure that all of her presents were purchased and sent off before she left.
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The mask blocked so much of her face, but she could still see so well. The advantages of being a Faunus; their masks could hide so much of their faces without impeding visibility. A brilliant piece of work, but the White Fang no longer held a place of reverence in her heart. Now it felt like a prison on her face.
At least she knew one person there was on her side. Sun was trailing right behind her, and that was about the main thing that kept her from running.
Or it would, if she didn’t see a monkey tail right in front of her.
“Sun,” Blake hissed, “don’t run off!”
“What? I’m right here.” The response came from behind, and Blake stopped in confusion. She heard Sun stumble behind her.
That was definitely a monkey tail in front of her, through. And right next to it, a chain-
Silver Bind.
Blake’s breath caught in her throat. She grabbed on to Sun’s wrist, leading him through the crowd, making sure that tail didn’t disappear.
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“Mister, how can you see if you keep your eyes covered?” Nork was concerned; not being able to see meant that you couldn’t see where you were going. “It’s really dangerous! Do you need help? Can I help you?”
Without waiting for an answer, she jogged up to him and tugged on his sleeve. “It’s okay, did you tie it too tightly and now you can’t get it off? I can help, but that means breaking it, so are you okay with that?”