#waywardinnocent

[lenscaught]

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❝ I’ve talked to my artists friends about you and I showed them some of your pieces. They were all very impressed and interested! So, if you’re willing, we might have your own exhibition soon! What do you say, Yunneth? ❞

[fortunefucked]

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“Chasing me down again?” Really, even though he had ran away from the complex, here she was. How had she even known where he was going?

[sonianeverwillbe-blog]

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“Oh fuck!”

She hadn’t seen the girl there. Josie had just been taking a break to have a snack, nothing special... But when sh’ed turned around...

“I mean! Oh! I’m sorry I didn’t see you there!”

Play it cool, Josie, they probably don’t know you or Sonia...

[haretiker]

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[ 卐 ] - “You look out of place.” She gave a grin, devoid of empathy for the situation in front of her. It’d be too much energy to waste to try feel any guilt with the fact that she was associated the group that’d go out of their way to build up their own slave army to revive their twisted version of the third reich. She had lost hope of having any pride in being part of this pack of madmen long ago. 

“Almost fucking nostalgic being here, I haven’t seen this room in decades.” she puts her hand on the wall not too far away from where this captive was currently shackled, the runes glowing on them from an occult source unknown to her. She didn’t exactly trust Dok’s knowledge of all this hellish-mumbo-jumbo enough to think it would hold her back with absolute certainty; even if this test subject was as drugged as he had claimed. 

“So vhere did he snatch you up? Grabbed you out of a street corner? Broke into a house and drag you out of your bed? Or did he lure you vith promises of power und chain you up vhen he got too nervous you’d try to leave?”

She had to find some entertainment in her empty days, and this prisoner was as close to it was she was going to get. 

[terutoo-blog]

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He’s so busy with his dishes he doesn’t even hear the bell to his cafe ring. 

It’s at least another 10 minutes before it even registers with him, and he turns around. “Huh?” Teru startles, nearly dropping the veggies h’ed been holding. “Oh! Oops! I didn’t hear you come in!”

[summermiko]

@wayward-innocent liked for a starter!

“Samhain!” 

The chimera cheered, settling a bunch of Halloween decorations before Yunneth. Her eyes were bright, and delightful. Sure, her birthday came the 22nd and that meant Natalie’s Death anniversary--but it also meant Halloween. Or in her vocabulary, Samhain.

“It’s almost the time of year where the bridges between Gehenna and Assiah are blurred for a night. That also means everything has turned to pumpkins, the leaves are changing colors, and I’m not going to be looked at weirdly for wearing my hoodie in summer time.”

The brown tail swished to and fro as she grinned even wider. Someone might’ve had too much pumpkin spice, or the Chimera was simply glad. Of course, being a Demon, she had more of an effect and ‘spiritual high’. Still, to see her so chipper as is opposed to the normal calmness was, honestly, a relief.

“It’s such a holy holiday, you don’t even understand! Let’s decorate our apartment, shall we? Cram has been overwhelming you kids. It’s some good, festive fun!”

She gently kicked the box full of faux spiders, bones, and otherwise anything creepy or occult-looking. Even candles, it would seem.

[kyuketsukinokokoro]

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Yunneth was patrolling the area. She could see Ren in the distance, a smile on her face as she was happy he returned. However…this happiness was short lived as she saw his form fall to the ground.

“Ren? Ren?!”

She shouted out as she began to race through the school to get to the door. She almost tripped down the stairs only to fall down the stairs as she raced through the halls. The pain she felt didn’t matter however. Picking herself up, Yunneth busted through the doors and made a beeline for the fallen hunter. With out hesitation, she slung half his body over her shoulder and made her way to the school infirmary. He was heavier than she would have liked but she wasn’t thinking about that at the moment.

Red, scarlet eyes, ruby eyes, whatever you want to denominate it, as he was lying in the cold ground, honestly he was tired, trying to heal his wounds was easy but right now the wounds wasn’t “normal”, it was caused by the same weapons that can harm the vampires. He could go berserk in a few seconds, after so much blood loss, her own lucky was that he was a him, he learned to control that berserk.

Yunneth, Yunneth, get met at the director’s office. His voice was a whisper as he was been holding by her, she wasn’t really looking to where he was going but he knew very well where he should go. Also... sorry... He was saying sorry for everything in general, first he wished that his sister was there and not Yunneth, second because he knows how difficult will be to clean the blood from clothes and third because he didn’t want to let her worried with him.

[fracturedxprospice]

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          He looked like hell. However, this wasn’t news somehow. He’d gotten rather used to the occasional fight with the occasional man who was occasionally stronger than him and he’d occasionally add fuel to the fire like he always does and would occasionally get his ass kicked, but this wasn’t one of those occassionally’s. This was a rarity. A rarity of him getting in the way to make sure that she didn’t get hurt. It was a selfless thing from him, probably the most selfish selfless thing he could do cause his affinity to summon pain upon himself was unmatched.

He had been this way long enough to know that a therapist with a master’s degree called it self-destructive behavior. To which he replied with, “No shit” because why did he need that Sherlock to tell him something that he already knew. To have his father shell out that money just to state the obvious, it felt like a rip-off. It was self-destructive behavior for someone who was constantly trying to self-destruct, whether it was (for what the considered) a good cause or not.

The worry that she wore across her face upon seeing him made him feel worse. He had learned to resent that trait in people when it was aimed at him, though he couldn’t find it in his heart to resent that trait in her. She was more family than his actually family. Where does that leave him?

A long sigh as he merely does as he was told. “It’s not as bad as it look, really, Yun, I’m okay, okay? Really. There’s no need to get so worked up over it” And by it, he meant himself. He didn’t deserve to be worried about, but it wasn’t like he could tell her that. The way things were it would just prove to further upset her and the last thing he wanted was to add fuel to the fire. “It’s not that bad. I’m okay”