a little sigh meant to emphasize irritation was quick to leave past kai’s lips, a quick glance thrown at the other. it was clear as daylight that he was not interested in what kai was saying, but one would think that people his age still learn a thing or two about manners.
❛ quite the foul personality you have, huh. ❜
♚ —— CRIMSON OPTICS widened at the sound, confused. He didn’t think he had said anything particularly offensive. ( After all, what could a child raised like an animal know of manners ? ) But he was certain that with every ghoul he killed, he was only getting more powerful. & in a world like their’s, strength was the only thing you had.
❛ –— I GUESS YOUweren’t open to opinions. But then again, who is, these days ? I just don’t like it when people don’t respect my job. ❜
Anna’s aura kicks into high gear , the flames about her body rising from nothing and covering the area at her back . They narrowed in an attempt to create a fairly solid shape of large wings . More than twice as tall as she was and longer , she was holding out a hand for the other male to take .
“ Come on . “
♚ —— ❛ TH-THAT…is… never mind. ❜
pallid features twist into an expression of utter awe. He hadn’t expected to see that sight at all. It looked so much like a kagune & yet, so different. It didn’t look as solid, but it seemed to radiate enough power to compensate for it. He stared at her hand for a moment, before realizing that they were running out of time, pale digits clasping her own, tightly.
Amber hues glanced over the red threads trailing up the boy’s appendage. It was beautiful how tenderly and careful each ‘x’ was expertly placed as it wound up his arm. She was so perplexed by his appearance, she hardly caught what Juuzou was saying to her. Hinami was glad he had spoken to break her trance. It was awfully rude to stare after all.
“I’m glad to hear– Ah, I’d love to tag along if you don’t mind! There’s a small cafe not to far from her if you’d like to go there? It’s really good!”
♚ —— HE NODDED, shoving his hands in his pockets as he did. He had noticed her looking at it, & was fairly perplexed as to why she hadn’t said anything about his stitches. After all, he enjoyed talking about them. Perhaps her manners were stopping her from doing so, he mused inwardly. But weren’t children supposed to show more disregard for manners ? He snapped himself out of his reverie, reverting his focus back to the little one before him.
❛ –— SURE, THAT WOULD be great ! It’s fun to discover new shops, don’t you think ? ❜
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 ? ❜
“Well it’s like I said, Suzuya-kun, I don’t really remember.” Lies, all lies. “I know he was there when I woke up. He’d bought medicine, but for some reason he was doing pushups out on my balcony? He got to around 8,000 before he collapsed, it was impressive.”
♚ —— ❛ EI-EIGHT THOUSAND ? Are you serious ? No wonder Amon-san is so tall & bara ! Him must’ve been doing push-ups all night, then ! Though personally I think he should’ve just gone to bed. I mean, its not like you wouldn’t spare him a little space on your’s, right ?❜
Perhaps she should have chosen a different name but she had blanked for a second and now could possibly pay for it with her life. But surely she could talk her way out of anything. She was, after all, a fantastic story teller when she needed to be. And she was Nutcracker, there wasn’t much that she couldn’t do. Truth be told though, he was right on both accounts. She was a ghoul, that much she couldn’t deny but also most of her life was based in the illegal.
Nuts reached out towards him, reaching in an attempt to take the drawing that she had paid for. It would look beautiful hanging in her main room. She had no idea of his suspicions that were forming in his mind or the thoughts that he was beginning to have as for ways to try to see if she was a ghoul. He spoke then, mentioning that it was the only one that he would be selling and she gave him a rather broad smile from behind her mask. “Oh really? I am honored then to have this hanging in my home.”
It was almost imperceptible, the subtle flick of her eyes as the delicious stench of blood blessed the air. She quickly covered it up by adjusting the mask on her nose, keeping her kakugan under control, leaving her eyes brown with the white sclera, no sign of her true eyes. Then the boy asked her for a tissue and she nodded her head, opening her purse to pull out a small pack of tissues, holding out the pack towards him, wondering if he had caught the slight flicker and if she should head out now or push her luck more. Being so close to danger was exhilarating.
“Are you okay? You seem to have many wounds,” she said as she closed her bag, offering him a kind enough smile, leaving him enough time to respond if he so wished before she would stand up, the drawing hopefully in her hands unless he decided to take it back from her. “It was a pleasure meeting you but I am afraid I must get to the framing shop before it closes for the day,” she said, hoping to leave civilly enough before he put two and two together.
♚ —— ❛ THANK YOU…
❜
he gave her a quick nod as the tissue was handed over to him, crimson optics only slightly widened at the new found information.
He had spent enough time around ghouls to notice even the most subtle reactions, after all, that was the only was he could survive. He was almost impressed with the way her movement was almost unnoticeable. He doubted any other dove would’ve recognized the motion. But he still couldn’t understand why she looked so familiar. She looked nothing like a ghoul he had ever seen before & failed to kill. He pressed the tissue against the cut, watching with wonder as the red blotch on the paper grew in size, before stuffing it in his pocket.
He hadn’t bought his quinque, but he was certain that the Scorpion quinque hidden is his shirt would suffice. But then again, he would have to lure her into an underpopulated area if he wanted to make his move. & he doubted that would be possible, considering how intelligent she was. Besides, he was sure that she would have caught on to his plan, considering how she was in such a hurry to leave.
❛ –— I KNOW A shop a couple of blocks away. I could take you there if you want. They’ve got the best frames for their price. ❜
“ … Straight ahead , second floor . Running . Hiding . Out of the way . “
She would lower her brows a bit into something of an a n g r y facial expression — she wasn’t happy to hear that her boys were in anything close to danger and this only made it worse to know they were hiding away . She hated all of the ideas of fear from her men — and she was glaring at the windows now .
“ … I can get us up there . “
♚ —— ❛ THEY CAN’Thide for long. Ghouls have a pretty good sense of smell… ❜
pale eyebrows furrowed at her words. At least they weren’t caught yet. & since the ghoul was busy chasing the boys, hopefully they’d be able to launch a surprise attack. Pallid digits clenched around the quinque handle as he { contemplated } whether to involve her or not, before giving her a quick nod. If she believed she could hold her own, he wasn’t going to get in her way. He just wanted the ghoul. She could go save her “boys”.
“I appreciate the concern, but there’s nothing really wrong with my eyes. They’ve been like this my entire life. Besides, it freaks people out. Look-”
She holds up her index finger and focuses intently on it. One eye is staring at it normally, but the other drifts to the inner corner. She’s got to rub her eyes after a second of that, though.
♚ —— ❛ OH…OKAY, SINCE THAT’S out of the way, what exactly happened when you got drunk anyway ? You didn’t accidentally try to kill Amon-san, did you ? Or did you fall off the stairs ? Did you steal anything ? Did you have a headache afterwards or did someone give you meds ?❜
“No idea. I don’t remember, Suzuya-kun. I was drunk, you see?”
She’s kidding around with him, and the little smile she gives is evidence of that. But it’s a half-truth, at least. She mostly remembers how embarrassed Amon had been upon retelling the events.
♚ —— ❛ BUT AMON-SAN KNOWS, right ? We could ask him ! But before that, you should go to the hospital. There might be something seriously wrong with your eyes ! ❜
“I’m an ABOMINATION—-a d-d-doomed creature that shouldn’t exist!! ——————-I’m trapped in here—-I HAUNT t-t-these halls———- kill e-e–e-everybody in m-m-may way——my-my-my eternal CURSE!! —————————-that’s aa-a-all you need to know— ————b-b-b-but let’s not talk about me—- What about you?? Y-y-you’re the WEIRDEST v-v-visitor I’ve EVER seen!! Y-y-your unusual reaction—–&& t-t-that—– what is that?? A SCYTHE?? && w-w-what did you come here for??”
♚ ——
❛ YOU’VE BEEN cursed to stay here forever ? But don’t you have to be immortal for that ? ❜
vocables laced with confusion spill from pallid lips, crimson orbs trained on the creature as he lowered his weapon, albeit only by millimeters. He merely smiled in response. “Weird” & “unusual” were words he had oft heard when people { described } him. He thought his reaction was quite justified considering the demonic look of the other.
❛ –— IT’S A QUINQUE. It’s used to kill other kinds of abominations… creatures that shouldn’t exist. ❜
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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.