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“Linhardt?” Of all the people Sylvain had expected to see at the gates to his estate, the person who he had just been about to leave to go and find was probably among the most unexpected. For a moment, he wasn’t even sure if he was seeing things right- his bag slipped off his shoulder, and he blinked a couple times. The tired, pale figure leaning against the gates didn’t disappear.

“Linhardt...” He rushed to open the gates, reaching for the other and pulling him into a tight hug. “Thank the Goddess you’re alive. I...I didn’t know, I was leaving today to go search for you but...here you are. I’m- I’m so sorry I couldn’t come find you sooner.”

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“...Yeah. That’s what happens when your husband busies himself with paperwork instead of paying attention to you,” Niles said, no real malice behind his words. Just a slightly sharp tone, one that indicated his distaste for how hard Shura worked himself.

“You should come to bed, my love. Or at least let me help with all of this paperwork. I know I’m not as important as you are these days, but I’ve still got a brain in my head. I can understand diplomacy if I have to.”

[ostrumregalis]

@vindarslio (For the one sleepy boi) liked for a short starter!

“...My dad can still totally beat your dad. Now that you’ve taught me these sick tactics, I can pass it on to my old man and we can come out on top! HAHA!” As usual, Caspar may have grown but his mental capacity was only slightly more capable. Slightly. He still gets into dumb arguments like this more often than he really should be. 

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'So...?' (Linhardt)

So That Kiss…. - Accepting! - @vindarslio

They had gotten into another one of their little arguments, whether height or power had the better advantage. This time, seemed height won, as the much taller Linhardt had managed to silence the smaller male with a kiss to the lips. 

[sweetestest-ninja]

@vindarslio mentioned you in a post: "It’s not my blood – I think."

He raised his hand, pointing one finger in the air to gesture for Asugi to be quiet, meanwhile he scanned the area, ensuring their safety. That the remaining enemy spies had been taken care of.

With his mind reassured, Shura finally turned his attention to the younger ninja, a deep frown between his brows.

“These were high-ranked enemy spies, what in the world possessed you to go after them on your own?” He asked, not exactly scolding the kid, yet keeping his voice stern as he wiped his bloodied hands on his cape.

Not waiting for a reply, Shura began examining Asugi, carefully making sure there were no severe injuries present.  

“Hey, I think you’re forgetting the fact that I’m a pretty high ranked spy in my own right, yeah?” Asugi huffed. “I think I know if I can take on a few shitheaded Mokushu ninjas. They’re nothing compared to the might of Igasato!”

He triumphantly showed off his arms -- a bit tingly, but mostly unharmed. “See? They barely scratched me. You worry too much, dude.”

[bloodthirstymoonstone]

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The rain season had…The rain season had hit just in time for them to have finished the most important of their construction plans, and Shura couldn’t help the small swelling of pride in his chest as he watched his dream visualize in front of him. 

Kohga wasn’t even halfway there in completion, but the village was getting bigger. More people came to settle down, and income in trading had turned out to be a success. 

With a tired smile, the former ninja watched as the rain poured from the sky, but behind that, his home was being rebuilt. A dream he had never thought would ever happen. 

Though, a sudden flash of teal caught him by surprise, and the man that colour belonged to surprised him even more. Walter? But what in the world was he doing in Kohga? And out in the pouring rain like that? 

Heading out to the porch, he called out for the other man. 

“Walter? Walter! Over here!” Shura didn’t wait for the other to reach, however, and waltz into the downpour, gently taking his arm. “Hey, it’s me”

Walter was so embarrassed! He had planned this trip out for weeks, yet it just seemed for it to be his luck for everything to go wrong at the last minute. 

The small carriage he’d taken to make the long trip from Nohr to Kohga had broken a wheel just a few miles away. Though he really shouldn’t have been walking on his bad leg for so long, he was certain he could get there in an hour’s time or so while repairs were being made. But the, the rain started.

He was soaked through and through, his loose robes plastered to his thin, shivering body as he came to greet Shura. “I... I... I’m sorry...” he apologized just by reflex, frowning as Shura went and got himself soaked in order to help him along. “I-I-I really should have -- should have t-told you that I -- that I was c-coming... I w-wanted to -- wanted to s... surprise you...”

[museinmultitudes]

@vindarslio

Y’know. He was pretty sure by this point that Celica was trying to give him an early death.

The latest tag along to their little gang definitely didn’t look like he belonged in the desert they were trekking through. All those layers had to be killer. But the man was capable and efficient and there was something about him that nagged at Saber’s worry. Too slippery to have worked as just a knight. No, this man had something else to him and Saber wasn’t sure just yet if he liked it.

Still. There were ways to go about this. Saber moved to walk next to the other man casually, hands in his pockets as he bumped shoulders with them. “So.” He opened, tone lighthearted and gaze forward as they walked. “Lass pulled her magic charms on you too, huh?”

[inveteratum-blog]

vindarslio replied to your post ““People are caring about what Iago feels? Is this some kind of joke?””

"Quite frankly, I think both you and Iago are idiots. There must be a less upsetting way the two of you can settle this?"

“The least upsetting way for us to ‘settle this’ would be for him to stay still while I cut him down.”