#tokifausa

[hakkyoken]

starter - @tokifausa​ 

How long has she been in an eclipse deosn’t matter now as she is now ended up in Archimedes Ward. It’s nice to be here as she was aimlessly wandering around on her own. Until he was here for whatever reason he has is merely not her concern. Talking to people seemed not so bad too.

“Hello there. How may i help you?” Just be nice, Nanao. Nothing’s wrong if you be nice than be strict like in Seireitei.

[sterrenlied]

🎶 | @TOKIFAUSA // STARTER CALL

✧*:･ﾟ| A sneeze from the DEPTHS of his ironclad chest, louder than he'd like and halted with a bashful arm and elbow over his nose. Eyes are sharp beneath thick brows, angered that his body had the audacity to fail on him. The hosts already contacted for the frailty of his body, he steps out into the fresh air, sneezes once more, and offers a PECULIAR glance towards the man standing at his side — —

❝ALLERGIES … nothing contagious, I assure you.❞

[seizonka]

@tokifausa

“So this’s the noodle place you were talking about before?” After their initial meeting had gone off well, there wasn’t any reason that Rantaro would have to not go and get some food with Tokifusa, especially when it was something familiar like noodles. It was a little strange to feel homesick when he wasn’t exactly sure what home was for him, but people would often look for familiarity in new locations so it made sense. Somewhere in his limited memory, he could remember reaching for staple foods whenever he traveled, this wasn’t all too different. 

“You come here often? I’ll have to ask for your rec with what to order, it all looks pretty good!” 

[nooklisms]

@tokifausa liked for a starter

{ 🍃 }  — He was a little scamp in his youth, Tom Nook insisted, and to himself no less, as he ties a loose string to a stick with a wriggling worm as bait, and tossed it into the river below. Maybe it wasn’t a proper fishing rod, but he was sure he’d played this game in his youth, and caught a fish or two while he had been at it. Certainty waned with age, but he was willing to try anything. Besides, whether he caught a fish or not, sitting back on the grass pretending felt relaxing enough.

“Hm, hm, have you caught fish before?” He asks the friendly looking human sitting not a few paces away. “I did this a lot in my youth, oh yes. Fished in creaks and climbed trees. Ah, those are wonderful days, yes, very wonderful. I’m too old to be doing this now, oho, but it’s good to take time to relax, I suppose.”

[snaketraits]

“Period clothing is rather fun! I must commend you for wearing so many layer in this raising heat. Are you part of a show?”

@tokifausa

[ombraventi]

@tokifausa

Traveling between lands was frustrating as all hell in this place- those stupid mortals seemed to always know when he wasn’t a “local”, which meant he had to use far more energy than he liked.

In order to rest a moment, he ducked into a tiny store. He didn’t care which sort it might’ve been, nor did he care for what sort of stares he might’ve gotten- he’d simply curse whoever got too close. 

“If you have complaints, I don’t care to hear them.” He gave a pointed look at the presumed owner, who seemed to be the only one in the store at the moment.

[worotii]

❖— ❜  @tokifausa  ( starter - open ! )

predatory eyes watch the many humans walking through the streets. occasionally, a nonhuman would similarly wander, mingling and mixing with the humans, as if they are the same, as if there’s no inherent difference. to the a god, they are. their fleeting lives means nothing compared to eternity. their lives even if long compared to the human, measly compared to forever. 

his gaze stops on a man with ears far from human. besides the abnormal ears, he knows the type well. that friendly smile, that kind laugh, the hunger and green behind those eyes. he recognizes him, as he’s met many. those who dared approach him all had the same eyes, even if their voice were warm. 

“what is it you hunger for, human?” he asks. his lips twist, not quite a smile, not quite a smirk. “... or is human incorrect?” he fixes a cool stare on those inhuman ears, conclusions forming in his mind, but remaining unvoiced.

[mangekyouillusionist]

@tokifausa

This one wasn’t familiar to him, but Itachi could see it was someone that knew their way around.  No one he needed to be worried about, but it was someone he could have an alliance with if things turned ugly in the city once more.  Always to be prepared, Itachi was looking for hands in battle.  He knew that he couldn’t do things on his own.  Not anymore.  Considering that he still held great power, it was only limited to how long his eyes would hold out.  After that, he would lose a great strength but is light as well.

“I do not believe I have crossed paths with you before.  Good day, is everything alright?” A standard greeting from the Uchiha as he approached.