▌♚ mothersins

ℒℴ❤ℯ—- ;; WAS SHE WEAK?

              Were her legs trembling and a lack of breath made it hard for her to go on? Blade wielded rather hesitantly, her fierce drive and vicious nature when it came to punishing another man was not present. That damned swine, the informant who she had yet to slash danced so gracefully around her blade. While this one used brute force, they were gluttonous and craved her flesh. Evidently she smelled quite good. A delicious feast for a GHOUL. 

             The parasite was out of it today. Her head swelled with Saika’s constant confessions and pleas to flee. She didn’t want to lead this creature anywhere else besides the confines of the alleyway. Far from others. She was meant to protect right? The peace of this city. The slashers had ceased and she can use her abilities for the well being of all. In her distorted reasoning at least. 

              Anri’s perils were aeonian, a constant battle for her own body, her own mind and soul. Her heart already littered the ground, shattered to pieces. A replacement laid in it’s wake. The frames of her consciousness began to fade in,  simulacrum of her reality. The care for her own body began to waver as she tumbled downwards. But still the sword she had was clutched in her hand. She couldn’t just wait. She had so much more to do! She had…..friends now, and a ‘little sister’ as well. Anri struggled back onto her feat, crimson irises flared once more with a new found motivation. 

But unable to show it as a new
victim arrives on the scene

♚ —— THE ALLEYWAY _{was a place he often chose 
to visit, even though he had no business there. Of course, the
occasional victim he happened to “borrow” money from happened
to usually roam areas that promised such seclusion, but other
times, it was simply a place that he could enjoy on his own, maybe
find some treasure in if he was lucky. & find treasure he did.} 

       _{Pallid lips pulled into a gleeful grin as crimson optics landed
       on the demon. Digits that itched to kill pressed the switch 
       on his box, quinque materializing in its place, causing him
       to sigh contentedly. He had missed this. Just as he was
       about to charge, he noticed another figure zooming towards   
       the ghoul, obviously not a CCG investigator & yet, evidently
        with the intent to kill & the faith that she could do it.}

_{If the bruises & blood-splatters were anything to go by, he
could tell that she had been battling the ghoul for a while,
& yet, managed to hold her own. Pale digits drummed on
the cool metal handle, orbs trained on the woman in a
mixture of awe & amusement, before deciding that merely
watching a battle was hardly even half as fun as being
a part of it. Especially if the ghoul was the kind that
wouldn’t let the fun end too quickly. & although he knew
the ghoul had obviously noticed him, it was admirable
that she was a challenging enough opponent that the
ghoul couldn’t take his attention off from.}

      ❛ –— HEY, YOU ! DO _{you want a little 
             help there ? ❜}

mama's little pet.	❛ –— how many good boy points did i get, mama ? ❜ childhood verse; where he had been kidnapped when he was very young lives as the pet human of an abusive, influential ghoul called Big Madam, who he calls "mama", who regularly tortures him to lessen his ability to feel pain.
❛ –— hang in there ! hang in there ! don't let this end too soon ! ❜ scapper verse; where he works as a scapper in the ghoul restaurant, killing the "meals" bought to the stage to amuse influential ghouls. His sense of fear & morality disappears.	hang in there.
chaos in stitches.	❛ –— whether i live or die isn't that big a deal... ❜ default verse; where he is rescued & trained & joins the CCG, fighting with no other purpose but to exterminate the ones he is told to.
❛ –— i'll work hard, for your part as well. that is my salvation. ❜ post-timeskip verse; where he works hard to honor shinohara's sacrifice, fighting with that sole purpose in his mind. A sense of morality begins to slowly form within him.	fight with a purpose.