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[Hiatus Announcement]
So to address my string of absences and my lack of actual content; in all honesty HXH as a series has been tainted by my past far too much, and my confidence at writing Kurapika has been utterly crushed during my time here and over the last few months. As a result; I’m not sure I can really bring myself to write him anymore, so I’m taking an indefinite hiatus from the blog. If he comes back, so will I, but don’t count on it.
Absence Notice
So I’m gonna be offline for a bit after tonight; feeling wiped from work and I’m gonna be at the house with no net for a couple days. Will be back for the weekend though.
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galacticdemon:
❝ Yeah, I guess so, ❞ she conceded reluctantly. Ryoko had no clue to what he was referring and maybe his concerns were warranted, but she resented the assumption that she was there to harm anyone ( despite her colorful history ). ❝ But there’s only one of me. Got it? One. ❞ Unless were to count Minagi, but she wasn’t about to get into the details of her clone. Besides, Minagi was certainly more harmless that Ryoko was.
His smile did calm her a bit, though, and her stance became a fraction less defensive. Ryoko uncrossed her arms and let out a sigh. ❝ So Hunters must be pretty badass to save the entire world, huh? ❞
This woman was beginning to prove quite...informal, something that Kurapika was sadly used to, but not entirely approving of. Giving a slightly exasperated sigh, Kurapika stood up from his chair and checked the room for a moment. Despite Ryoko’s odd nature, they hadn’t seemed to attract much attention in their conversation, which he wrote off as more of a boon than anything. He did audibly mutter something vague, however, in regards to her first comment. “Only one was enough to threaten a country, last time...”
Straightening the hem of his Kurta clan outfit; Kurapika addressed her with more of the kindly politeness he was used to showing to people he didn’t know all that well. He’d stifled his exasperation neatly, now holding himself straight upright and with a smile on his lips. That didn’t change the slight jab in his following sentence, however. “I wouldn’t go so far as to use a word so vulgar; but I suppose you’re right. There are quite a few prerequisites, after all, to truly passing the exam. If you end up taking it, I’m sure you’ll see what I mean.”
❝At any rate, time to drink myself into a stupor. It’s been that sort of day.❞
“If I was interested in alcohol aside from special occasions, I would join you.” It was a miracle, the sheer bluntness of her speech managed to coax a small laugh from Kurapika’s lips, despite all odds. He had a suspicious feeling this woman was of the drinking inclination, but in any case it was good to know there were certain things she wouldn’t cause trouble doing. Hopefully. “I’m not busy at all later, do you need a driver? Things are awfully drab around here as of late, and I wouldn’t want to hear of any accidents.”
SENTENCE STARTERS | DRAGON AGE: INQUISITION
❝Darkness closes in. Will you stand against it, or lead this world to its bitter end?❞ ❝Deer should not bend that way…❞ ❝So, listen, I’ve caught the hints. I get what you’re saying. You want to ride the Bull.❞ ❝How does compassion become such a deadly killer?❞ ❝Okay, that’s BADASS!❞ ❝Ah, the wilds. Lush, beautiful, and full of things that want to eat you!❞ ❝Bow before your new God, and be spared.❞ ❝Where do you get all your arrows? You must have hundreds!❞ ❝We’re going to restore order, with or without anyone’s approval.❞ ❝Are you ashamed of your given name?❞ ❝You’d be surprised what a man armed with a rock and a headache can do.❞ ❝I just don’t understand why your people choose to look like that.❞ ❝The big demon? It’s nearby? Well, shit.❞ ❝Ah, I was wondering when the demon army would show up.❞ ❝I will not suffer even an unknown rival. You must die!❞ ❝You stared it down. You actually stared it down.❞ ❝The eyes of the entire court are upon you. Don’t forget to smile.❞ ❝You killed everyone who was in charge!❞ ❝I came here to stop you. Nothing more.❞ ❝Is that all you’ve got?! I lived through war, you pieces of shit!❞ ❝You answered the death of your clan… with a goat?❞ ❝You! I told you to stop spying!❞ ❝Hush. Just look pretty.❞ ❝Did you just grab my bottom!?❞ ❝I don’t want to have to watch your walk of shame back to the barracks…❞ ❝You’re never more alive than when you’re about to lose your pants, my friend.❞ ❝I need to have words with you. The first will be “you” and the second will be “bastard”!❞ ❝Just how much gold are you stealing from me?❞ ❝Is that all you’ve got?! I’ve heard worse from ____!❞ ❝See? This is what manners look like!❞ ❝Everything that happens to you is weird…❞ ❝I don’t kill that many people…❞ ❝Are you joking? I’m only surprised you didn’t kill someone walking over here.❞ ❝Are you sassing me~? I didn’t think you had it in you!❞ ❝I’m sure nobody at the party would mind if you and I went missing for an hour.❞ ❝You have any idea how much this place is worth?❞ ❝Are you going to put me into any of your stories?❞ ❝Look, it’s a natural thing to be curious about!❞ ❝Do you feel that? My magic-sensitive nose is tingling.❞ ❝Just once, we should enter a cave and find normal sized spiders!❞ ❝Why do this? Why risk everything we’ve built? Why risk your life?❞ ❝Maybe I shouldn’t bring this up, but bears and I traditionally don’t get along.❞ ❝Look, I have to complain, or you’ll forget I’m here and trip over me! I’m providing a service.❞ ❝You may be a weird squirrelly kid, but you’re my weird squirrelly kid.❞ ❝My love… I will never forget you.❞ ❝Nearly crushed three of my ribs with that ridiculous hug…❞ ❝It’s dangerous when too many men in the same armor think they’re right.❞ ❝This is what I am. A murderer, a traitor… a monster.❞ ❝Whatever happens, I wouldn’t trade the years we’ve had together for anything. I love you.❞ ❝Our people aren’t tools to be used and discarded.❞ ❝At this moment, you are the only threat I see.❞ ❝Sometimes the best path is not the easiest one…❞ ❝You might want to watch yourself, it’s raining demons out here.❞ ❝What kind of viscount would I be if I didn’t abuse my position to give shit to my friends?❞ ❝Nothing creepy about a bunch of old abandoned caves. Nothing creepy at all.❞ ❝If you ever need an ass kicked, I’m with you.❞ ❝I’m here to set things right. Also? To look dashing. That part’s less difficult.❞ ❝At any rate, time to drink myself into a stupor. It’s been that sort of day.❞ ❝Watch yourself. The pretty ones are always the worst.❞ ❝For all your experience, you don’t carry yourself like a soldier.❞ ❝Sometimes to achieve the world one desires, one must take regrettable measures.❞ ❝I hope you can take care of yourself, should we encounter anything outside your experience.❞
“I’ll kill the asshole that did this to you.”
It took Kurapika quite a few long and painful moments to rise from the sterile hospital bed he’d been laid upon. It was a miracle he hadn’t died; such an attack would have killed an ordinary Nen user for certain, especially with how abrupt, violent, and outright underhanded it was. It turns out playing dead was an easy thing to do if you already felt the part, which was in turn the only reason he managed to escape in the end. Turning to face the familiar voice, he responded in a way not many would have expected, and certainly one that showed the effects of the criminal underworld on his psyche. “That won’t be necessary…” Standing up from the bed with some rather pained motions, Kurapika ripped some of his bandages off to better serve movement. He was good enough with medical knowledge to know the wounds wouldn’t be fatal if he finished this soon enough. Finishing his sentiment prior with a cold, almost methodical tone, his chains manifested onto his right hand with a metallic clatter. “…I’ll do it myself.”
“Are you scared?”
Well that certainly was an abrupt question. Admittedly Kurapika had been letting his anxiety show more than normal, now that he had more on his plate than just his desire for revenge and what he could do to attain that. Hiding his eyes behind his golden locks, his fingers tensed into fists on the table. “Am I scared?” Of what? Being a Zodiac, cleaning up messes he had no place being in? Focusing on someone other than himself or his close friends? The answer to all of them was simple, summed up in two words that he would never have spoken to anyone who wasn’t in his very limited inner circle. “…Absolutely terrified.”
(THROWS INSTXNTLOVER) “Wait. I think I heard footsteps.”
Immediately Kurapika’s survival reflexes kicked in; swiveling around on the balls of his feet to face his partners in the line of work he’d chosen. As someone who worked in the dark side of society, he always had to be on his toes…shame he couldn’t account for other people’s actions that affected him, however. Addressing Baise first, as she was the one who spoke up, Kurapika spoke much more flatly than normal; preferring to get his point across to save precious moments. “Were we followed? We were supposed to be as stealthy as possible, who could it be? I need answers, now.”
"Hey! Kurapika!" Killua looked rather excited as he ran over before giving a bright grin. "Do you have any raisins??"
“Raisins?” Whatever could Killua have meant by that? Was he looking to make some kind of dish with them? It wasn’t like they were exactly hard to find, which only made him question the situation further. Bringing a hand to his chin, Kurapika hummed for a moment before giving his reply, still more curious than anything else. “They’re not exactly in short supply in markets around here. I suppose that’s a less polite way of saying I don’t happen to have any on me right now, but if you’re looking for ingredients I can point you to a couple good fruit stands.”
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❝ Ya gotta put it like that? ❞ she huffed a bit, thoroughly bristled by the way he’d said it. Not human. She was humanoid and certainly had the same range and depth of emotions as humans. Ryoko was profoundly unique in her powers, yes, but she didn’t like thinking of herself as being all that different ( at least not in a negative way ).
❝ And just because I’m not, ❞ she said with notable agitation in her voice, ❝ Doesn’t mean I’m gonna fly off the handle and blow shit up. ❞ Those days were (mostly) behind her. Ryoko was proud to say that the most mayhem she’d caused on this planet so far was contained to Heavens Arena. And that one incident where she’d accidentally arm-wrestled a guy through the wall for a beer.
❝ Sheesh, you come into a place lookin’ for some info— ❞ Ryoko muttered, crossing her arms over her ample chest.
“Please, let me explain that was not meant as an insult whatsoever. We have people who aren’t human working in our employ as it is, just...” Kurapika felt as if he was about to make a horrible faux pas, simply bringing up the Ant incident, but it needed to be done to further the conversation. Besides; he had enough tact to keep it simple and not divulge too much. “...The last group of exceptionally unique and powerful non-humans we encountered would have threatened the world if not for our organization.”
Slanting against the chair, he ran a hand through his hair for a moment, mostly to clean the sweat off of his forehead. If only summer would end so he could have more temperate weather to deal with...that, or the association would actually fix their air conditioning. Speaking again, with a bit more calm in his tone and a more jovial attitude, Kurapika did manage to smile a bit. “So you would likely understand my concern after that, correct? I do hope we’re on the same page.”
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PATHETIC SWINE , YOU SHALL BE DINED UPON .
the changing of color would only invoke a slight twisted desire ; TO RIP THEM FROM THE YOUTH ‘ S SKULL . a killer such as the RED PLAGUE supremely enjoyed the act of blinding his victims . to make it impossible to see the depths of his darkness was such an INTOXICATING thing . his smile spoke all the words he needed to say ! KILL OR BE KILLED ! march to the sound of the war drums as it rang in his ear . it was futile to stop the king when his eyes of lucifer set upon his price . THERE WAS NOT A SINGLE CHANCE IN HELL FOR HIM NOW .
“ —— is that meant to bore me ? surely you should know something … I ADORE THE LOOK OF FEAR IN MY VICTIM ‘ S EYES . make sure you put some effort in this moment . “
the boy could scream , he could cry , he could beg BUT THE KING CARED NOT FOR THOSE WHO BEGGED FOR MERCY . god never answered the prayers of the beggar . his god answered to the bloodshed , answered to the war cries ! TO KNOW HIM IS TO KNOW BATTLE & WAR . the chains before his sights would be looked down upon with a steady smile . it mattered not what sort of weapon appeared . it hardly mattered the defiance in their voice . the king was a MONSTER & he would DEVOUR all & any that caught his fancy .
“ tell me your name . tell me , little one . “
HE WISHED TO KNOW THE NAME OF HIS MEAL ! that was as much respect as anyone would give their meal . FOR WHOM WOULD ASK THE NAME OF THE SWINE THEY SLAUGHTERED ? no one , but the king himself . such an interesting monster he was , the DRACUL THAT ROAMED THE EARTH WITH EASE .
Fear was indeed a word that could be used to describe the Kurta clansman’s emotional state, but the word he would prefer is caution. He was terrified, yes, but he always did work best under pressure. His features twisted into an odd grimace; one that could be mistaken for a smile if one was not paying attention. Damn this business, damn the unknown. If I’m going down, I will go down swinging. My hate will not burn out, no matter the circumstance.
The trademark deep scarlet blazed to life in full force now, as if the mouse, backed into the corner, finally decided to bite back. The switch was almost instantaneous, the shivering of his body suddenly turning into rigid focus, ready to run or fight if the opportunity presented itself, no matter how slim his chances. His voice came to him again, this time with much less hesitation or terror...the comparisons to a cornered animal were definitely becoming more accurate.
“My name is Kurapika Kurta, monster. And for your information...there’s a distinct difference between fear and self-preservation.” There was a clear unspoken sentiment in his words, one of survival above all else. It was as likely for him to make it through a straight fight as it was for a snowman to last in the very center of the earth; so his mind shifted to the tried and true backup: Escape. By any means necessary.
“I’m the last of my family, and you have no right to burn us out just because you desire a quick kill.” Still having no true idea what the vampire was capable of; the words were more for his own confidence than anything else. His foot twisted back, ready to bolt in the opposite direction at the first sign of aggressive movement. Even if he had no chance...this would not be made easy.
-Important notice-
Right, one last thing to note. Anybody who I owed before; PLEASE message or ask me if you’d like to continue, I will hunt down our old thread and reply. Otherwise; I believe I will be starting some new ones here.
-Guess Who’s Back?-
So my last absence was far too long. That was a fact, but I’ve returned now. I had a lot of emotional baggage to sort out, as well as some major irl events that were not quite as impactful as I expected. Either way; this blog is now active again and will begin posting tonight. Still can’t help the no-internet situation at the other house though, sorry!
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30-Day Headcanon Challenge! Day 3!
⦁ 3.) Name one scar your character has, and tell us where it came from. If they don’t have any, is there a reason?
Kurapika has only a few physical scars, due to his prioritization on keeping himself undamaged in fights and other confrontations. The ones he does have are more from training than anything else, and as such are very well-hidden and kept from general sight. One that particularly bothers him is one that wraps around his shoulder and chest, from a rather close treatment he administered himself during his training with the chains. In one of his training sessions to attune himself with the objects further; Kurapika ended up tightening the chains enough around himself that he injured himself; leaving a lasting, but faint scar. If asked about it, he tends to cover up the true cause, if only because he should have been more careful with his own body.
30-Day Headcanon Challenge! Day 2!
⦁ 2.) What are your characters most prominent physical features?
The most obvious of Kurapika’s standout physical traits is also one he keeps subtly locked away the majority of the time. That being the trademark Kurta clan scarlet eyes, of course. Outside of this; there are many defining traits he has, such as his lemon-blonde hair, his earrings, his...questionable, but very honored Kurta fashion sense. Overall, he’s easily distinguishable from other people, though this he considers a problem, and tends to disguise himself when doing jobs, be it subtly or otherwise. He can’t have people recognizing him and coming after him for his eyes, after all.
