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@tenhasessou-blog
“Eeh… I wonder if there is any place I could possibly head off to for these specific ingredients… Perhaps I could ask around…? Maybe someone around here would know better than I about these areas.”
Okay, he’s pretty much like a lost puppy now. He was never the best while travelling completely alone like this… Well, he’ll be fine. Maybe.
“Eeh... I wonder if there is any place I could possibly head off to for these specific ingredients... Perhaps I could ask around...? Maybe someone around here would know better than I about these areas.”
Okay, he’s pretty much like a lost puppy now. He was never the best while travelling completely alone like this... Well, he’ll be fine. Maybe.
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faithandvirtue:
He bows, and it’s a lie to say that 2B isn’t surprised - she’s pretty sure that’s a gesture of respect, and so she can’t fathom why he’s showing it to her. She did, after all, nearly give him a concussion or break his neck.
She takes a long moment, head tilted to the side, considering the larger man. Still, eventually, she nods - “Yes. I am 2B - and this is Pod 042.”
It’s easy enough to want to dismiss him - allow him to walk away - and move on with her day, but it’s also apparent by her Pod’s hovering that she’s not going to be allowed to do that; she can practically feel it nudging her in the back and speaking disapprovingly - she’d really rather not deal with that.
“… It’s fine. I hurt you, so Pod’s right. I should make it up to you.” She doesn’t sound particularly enthused, but at least she doesn’t sound like she’s being forced - somewhere in between, and sort of neutral.
“I don’t mind. I have some free time.” Considering she was climbing walls and leaping off buildings, it’d seem like she didn’t, but she wasn’t wrong. She did have time. “… Can I ask your name?”
She knows better than to demand that.
“Pod... 042?” Blinking as he stared rather intensely at the said pod, he shakes his head to brush off his staring to give the other proper eye contact once more. No need to be rude by staring so hard...
Even if he had previously suggested on simply asking for no favour in return, he remained still. It was only an act of respect, right? Someone is speaking to you and all you can do is stand by and listen, or... answer back, at the very least. Still, he seemed a bit antsy around the other. Perhaps because he was still feeling a bit lightheaded from nearly having his neck snap in two not so long ago.
Oh. Oh! Okay, there’s no need to bow, again. Instead, he just simply nods and attempts to offer a smile. “Okay... If that is alright by you, that is.” Once speaking up, he takes a glance on over to Pod 042, as if waiting for a confirmation at his response.
“Of course! My name is Yukimura Sanada! It is a pleasure to be acquainted with you!” So much for not bowing anymore... He’s already bending forward to do so.
starscarboy:
@tenhasessou·
As Allen and Timcampi became more adjusted to living in this city, Tim had started to run off less often. However, the little golem was still tempted by interesting people, and boy did he find an interesting one. In the bar of the apartment he lived in, no less! He had begun to frequent down there in order to make quick cash off of people who dared to try him in cards, and so far he hadn’t really had too interesting of a time.
Timcampi had other plans for them that night, however. Allen was in the middle of swindling a man who challenged him to impress his date so he hadn’t exactly been paying attention to where the golem was or what he was doing. By the time the man in front of him had given up in a flustered fit, Timcampi was already gone, fluttering over to a brown haired man who just extruded liveliness.
Allen rolled his eyes and scanned the bar, looking for his companion with a frown upon his face. It took him a couple of moments to spot him, but the light caught on his shiny body just right and tipped Allen off to his location. Did that little thing always have to bother other people so much? He was getting tired of explaining Tim’s, existence, already. The white haired boy gathered his things up and scampered over.
❝Gosh, I’m sorry, sir!❞
He plucked the golem out of the man’s hair by his tail and wrapped his hand around the fluttering Timcampi. He was easiest to handle when he couldn’t open his mouth and bite him, after all.
❝He likes to bug people when he thinks I’m not looking…❞
1, 2, 3. . .--
Ack!
A halt in his pace due to a sudden creature giving the samurai a halt in his steps, there was no way in hell he could really maneuver his body to get around without several interruptions with this, very, persistent creature! It was difficult enough due to Yukimura’s focus being placed elsewhere that was far from where his eyes were glued on; whatever that was.
Hands immediately being brought up to his own hair to try and get the... thing... out from his hair, there was a few groans and moans being made while this was happening. It was a bit difficult while the creature was flying around here and there - trying to not be caught. But! Yukimura was not giving up so easily! Plus, he had no malicious intent. He just... Really wanted to have this thing out from his hair.
“Please, creature-sama! I do not wish to harm you! If you get out from my hair, I will even offer a deal to keep us even!”
Well... He was certainly trying, at least. A wobbly stance due to him trying not to bump into any passerby while being ever so busy with his hands. It took quite some time, admittedly, but... Yukimura gave up once he had felt the creature nestle into his hair rather comfortably. He couldn’t dare to move it now-- Ah! There was a sudden weight being lifted off of him! A miracle! Did the flying creature finally mov-- Oh.
--Oh!
There’s someone in front of him, now.
“I-It is quite alright, sir!” A bow is given. “Might I ask on what... he is? I have never seen such a thing like him before.”
aexuitas:
Amon stared at the shampoo bottle in his hand, it took him a while to process what’s going on. When he did, he sheepishly placed the shampoo bottle on the counter and slinked back to the aisles.
“Excuse me."
A few clinks and shuffling later, he came back to Yukimura with a basket full of coffee jars. "Sorry about that. Been spacing out lately.”
Another short bow in response to the man, Yukimura stood there silently as he patiently waited for the other's arrival. While doing so, he would find himself shifting from side to side; placing weight in one foot after the other. He was attempting to see on where the man was headed to; which aisle in specific...
Hearing the clicks of the man's shoes marching back over, Yukimura immediately fixed his composure with a loud clear of the throat.
“It is not an issue, sirー Uoh.” Yukimura eyes the amount of jars of... Brown stuff. Looks like coffeeー But, is it coffee? “...May I ask on what that is? The brown substance within the jars?”
Sengoku Basara characters / Game of Thrones mottos [3/?]
Okay, those bags weren’t there before-- Let alone all the added items to the rooms in the apartment. Not that it wasn’t welcomed! But... It was shocking to come back home to after work. It isn’t something you’d be waiting for; let alone be prepared for.
No matter, Yukimura’s kicking his shoes off to step into the apartment room properly.
“I wonder if this is the doing of a possible new roommate...? It is the only rational answer.” A turn to his head from left to right. “I wonder if they are home...?”
Passion Vs Destruction (Closed - Sanada Yukimura)
darkarieado:
Following the powerful waves of energy that he’d picked up on with his ability to sense those of power: Schezo found that he had indeed been most correct to think that the zombies and skeletons were merely the ‘weaker’ monsters about: from the looks of things, there were also those dressed in mage robes similar to his own shambling about like the undead themselves - and the auras about them practically crackled with energy.
He’d followed his ability to sense powers to proudly stand and face the threat endangering this city, yet he frowned in a rare show of concern - up close, the mob of wizard’s power was far greater than he had priorly imagined. Even one as powerful as himself would struggle to take such a mob of them alone: time to re-think things. Sneaking away from the mob of wizards in the shadows of his ‘Dark’ Mage name, he’d managed to get away without them noting.
The problem still remained, however: he had only just come here, so who was he supposed to ask for assistance in striking down a mob of those plaugesome wizards? He knew not a single soul in this realm to his knowledge (if someone he knew was here, they were doing a very good job of staying hidden from him).
Wait, wait - did he just spy a stranger with large, clunky-looking armory heading right in the direction he’d narrowly escaped from? “Hold it! I, Schezo, the Dark Mage, must advise strongly against thrusting yourself into the desiring throng of monsters that way! They are exceedingly powerful - too strong to even take on alone!”
“If you had someone to help you, it would be fine, but as it is…you will be overwhelmed with the pushing force of them all on you at once if you go that way!”
Schezo’s wording continues to be as abominable as ever.
(Word Count: 316/500)
Gods--
There was quite a hoard approaching from left to right--Up, and down; possibly in every direction you could name by this rate. Groans with gargles... It was all rather distracting, but-- It helped to keep attentive to locate on where these hellspawns were coming from. It helped plenty, honestly. Not that Yukimura had much trouble with adapting to his surroundings. Sure, it was weird overall due to... Well, this entire place not being one he is used to being in.
----A sigh.
There was a mess being created by the few Yukimura could manage to get his hands on... Luckily, he was untouched; unharmed. The man had no clue what could possibly happen if they were to, perhaps, bite him? He had no time to find out, either. The last thing which he was expecting was... Well, this! But, he had no complaints. To fight is something he is used to; nothing which was foreign to him.
A scoff with an attempt to catch his breath from all the running created, Yukimura had found himself practically launching himself into a bigger hoard of these ( whatever they were ) without much of a second thought being placed into consideration.
There was an interruption with his accumulating thoughts by a shout in the distance-- Wait, he wasn’t alone. He wasn’t alone out here? Who else? Someone in trouble, perhaps? Yukimura hoped it was no one in danger, but... If that happened to be the case, he had no problem on stopping to escort them back into safety. Still... They caught his attention and he immediately stopped his busy legs from running any further.
“Uooh...” A small noise was made before he decided to jog on over to the stranger. “Are you alright? You are not harmed, are you?”
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runeries:
He’s loud, she thought to herself. Not that it was a bad thing but seeing as how the saying two heads are better than one, added to the extremeness of his personality, then was bound to lead somewhere, right? Her vermilion gaze stared at him for a long moment before she nodded. Yeah, this could work. Besides, he seemed easy enough to talk to and probably wouldn’t be bothered if she talked for too long or was quiet for a bit. “Yeah, I need to eat and I can’t cook for myself.”
Again, she’s honest because it’s true. She can’t cook for herself. If she can eat, then maybe stop somewhere to gather food to bring back to her place, then all was good. Especially because then there’d be some for her later and Zephyr.
“I’m Kanina. Kani or Nina works, if you wanna use those.” Or whatever. She was used to being called anything. So whatever floated his boat.
Being loud was something he was known for-- No point in hiding it or even denying it. With a known smile which constantly spread over his face from ear to ear, there was no way in hell someone could possibly think he had something up his sleeve that expressed malicious intent. All the man wanted to do was bring peace by the end of the day. “Cook? Do not worry, I am sure we can find some things that have no means on being cooked! I am sure of it.” A firm nod.
Well, at least he was best at keeping positive. Even if... Well, the man himself couldn’t exactly cook, either. Maybe a few things here and there... The basics! But, to make an entire meal that would be appealing to the audience is quite the task; even for Sanada.
“It is a pleasure on meeting you, Kanina-sama!” Ah, there goes his formality. A bow introduced, he then offers his own name in return. “I am Sanada Yukimura! I do hope I can help you with this task!”
I can’t seem to make time pass. insta: vincent.van.doe (C.B) (7.15.16)
aexuitas:
“It’s fine, no harm done.” He picked up the bottle then went back to the cat. Chunkie, as the cat was called, was true to his name. He looked like a certain cat he knew back home but it was definitely more heavy set and even when it’s sleeping, you could tell that it’s the more friendlier cat.
“That’s a unique name.” He reached over then lightly pressed on the cat’s tongue with a finger, which then retracted back into the sleeping cat’s mouth. “Normally cats laze around at home, this is the first time I’ve heard a cat having daily walks.”
“Are you positive, sir? Is there anything I could possibly do to repay you for startling you as I did?” His speech... It was a bit formal when comparing it to the stranger he was speaking to. Brows knitted together with a face full of concern, Sanada finds himself beginning to loosen up when the cat was beginning to become the main topic.
A smile appearing once again, he nods. “Yes! Once I began to work here, he had approached me with no trouble at all. I thought, perhaps, I could take him out for strolls with me whenever I had to step out to possibly get things for the store-- Oh! Let me scan that in for you.” Slowly, he places out a hand and awaits for the shampoo to be handed over.
aexuitas:
Getting off work at like 2am didn’t really suit well for others, Amon was no exception to that but since his profession didn’t really align in the more “traditional” sense, he didn’t much complain. But his body seemed to show the effects of this, as he’d walked into a convenience store half asleep, his eyes struggling to stay open and the bottle in his hand almost slipping between them.
The loud booming voice was his much needed alarm and it startled him so much that he dropped the bottle of shampoo and made the hidden bodega cat fart out of fear.
“Ah.” Was his only response to both the man behind the counter and the cat who seemed to have fallen back to sleep. “Nice…kitty.”
Admittedly, Sanada felt himself jolt in place once hearing the thud of the shampoo bottle that had now fallen to the ground. Blinking several times with his mouth left agape, he immediately takes his eyes up to the... much taller man with an apologetic expression.
“I-I am very sorry, sir!” Several bows were being presented. Sanada should really learn to not speak so loudly-- Not everyone is filled with infinite energy like him.
Quickly interrupting himself, he swiftly turns his head on over to the cat that was being spoken about. “Chunkie-dono! He is usually prancing around rather than resting. He must be exhausted after his daily walk...” A rub at the nape of his neck.
