@absortio
This wasn’t supposed to be like this! How had things fallen apart so quickly? Lunafreya had expected this situation to be a little chaotic after all awakening the Hydraean could very well be the last thing she did. She was known for being temperamental and Lunafreya had been prepared for that. So it was no surprise that she was soaked to the bone her dress tattered as she attempted to gain control of the situation. She couldn’t break now Noctis was counting on her.
What she hadn’t expected was Ardyn to jump into the situation. She knew he would probably come for her eventually if she still carried the ring. She just hadn’t expected it to be so soon with her only just having formed a covenant with Leviathan.
When she had refused to give him the ring she had expected her death. Ardyn was dangerous after all and she knew it. He gave off that vibe. However, he did something completely unexpected. He had simply shrugged and hoisted her up and took her away. No, this wasn’t what she had wanted. She was finally going to get to see Noctis again and now … where was he even going to take her?
"Put me down, I can walk by myself.“
Although, Lunafreya doubted he would listen he probably expected her to run the second she could and he wasn’t exactly wrong. However, she wasn’t going to just pick a direction and take off. That would be absolutely foolish on her part.
“Do you truly believe that is often how ‘hostage’ situations work, my lady Oracle?”
The mocking words left the man’s mouth with an obvious smile. It was a funny thought – that she was asking to be put down, when he’d clearly snatched her up for a reason. The idea of KILLING her had been a realistic one. It would have been easy to snatch up the R I N G from her corpse, or he could have propelled things into motion by acting out in front of the . . . still immature prince.
It would have worked out alright that way. He wasn’t sure what had caused him to change his plan of action. Or why he’d thought this would work out for the better.
“If I put you down right now, you’d attempt to leave – and that wouldn’t get… pretty. I would likely have to break your legs to keep you from running, no? So would you rather be carried? Or dragged?” The words, the question, sounded a m u s e d. What would she say from her position? Hoisted upon his shoulder like a sack of potatoes? “I can at least give you that option, I suppose.” He adds, with a hum…
Today was turning into a rather ( INTERESTING ) day, to say the least.
Working to try to revive the Ox King, Gyumaoh, Doctor Ni Jianyi is helping with the very taboo experiments necessary to mix magic and science together. He is modern science’s first biological engineer and a very playful man. To the point of often annoying those who work with him... but he cares very little.
In this verse he only goes by “Ni Jianyi” and will not respond to Ukoku Sanzo.
Traveling around as “Priest” Ukoku Sanzo again, he’s decided to take some direct action on his own - this is the events of Saiyuki Reload, the Manga, when he continues to run into Hazel from time to time to manipulate events and cause him to respond certain ways. He is a trouble maker and is attempting to manipulate events to that they favor him... how will it end?
Before the “Light” died out of his life. Despite not being a wonderful priest, and never being properly chosen for the scripture he now carries, he at least does a good job helping out wherever he chooses to go. He’s a bit of a loose canon, and is very dangerous... but he’s known to hop from place to place, based on his interests at the time.
The other woman’s approval of the nickname had Isanami brightening up. She always loved using nicknames with people she liked, and it was a real shame that usually those whom she liked didn’t really… welcome it, for lack of better words. Still, Juju’s nervousness was quite prone to being contagious. Although the youth was one who liked to spread her own form of kindness and cheer, if there was something that was CONCERNING to the other, she’d like to know that. In case she was the cause for it, being a bit overbearing with her own friendliness.
After all? People here tended to be more RESERVED than anything. It was hard to trust, especially with war and fights breaking out every so often due to the turmoil of the government. Perhaps someone like Isanami was actually quite scary when compared to the people who would rather keep to themselves? Hmm. She’d have to think about that separately one day.
❛ I think it’s good to have that kinda mindset. Y’know, helping others without expecting anything in return. But it’s also good to show others your gratitude. I don’t like to think of it as repayment or anything. Makes it all business-y and like we gotta owe each other favors. ❜ She might be a little bit of a hypocrite when she said that; after all? The way she got Saizou to STAY at Ueda in the beginning was because she held that bowl of soba over his head…
No matter! Isanami had successfully pressured convinced Juju to accept this form of gratefulness. And she was glad that she chose sweets too ― that was always a good way to satisfy the stomach! ❛ Sweets it is~ ❜ Isanami dangles her feet over the edge of the branch, as if having a conversation deciding where to eat in a TREE was normal. ❛ Hmm… I can probably get down by myself with no trouble at this height. ❜ It was said to herself more than anything. Not wanting to trouble her new friend anymore, she gives her fellow light-haired companion a reassuring smile. ❛ Go ahead and wait for me at the bottom, Juju! I’ll be down in a few minutes! ❜
She didn’t know if Juju would listen to her request. After all, the kunoichi proved that she was a soft-hearted individual who didn’t like to see others in danger. And going down from a tree like this was a bit RISKY. However, Isanami would like to believe that she had improved greatly from the last time she was in a tree like this. Even if she hadn’t? Just like last time, at least there would be someone to look out for her should she made a wrong step.
That being said, regardless of Juju’s response, Isanami would make the first move by hoisting her body over the EDGE of the branch. One thing she learned from last time; it was best not to linger too long on a branch. Quick jumps was the way to go!
Enju couldn’t help but smile a little at the others sincerity. She was a bright companion – cheerful and chipper. Perhaps a little overwhelming, but she knew very few people like Isanami. The only person she could liken her to was the young k u n o i c h i she considered her “little sister”. . .
“Well, I’d hate to deny you your chance to show your gratitude. That would… be rather rude on my part as well.” Despite being a kunoichi, despite being a very busy one, and being the DAUGHTER of the chief… she would make time for this. After all, ENJU had already risked outing herself for the safety of this stranger. The very least she could do was make sure that the other was truly going to be okay. . . and some sweets did sound good. That was the truth there. “… alright, alright. I’ll just… think of it as getting to know someone, then?” That was why youths these days got together for sweets, right?
To chat, catch up, or make friends? Her confusion over this was really the obvious sign that she wasn’t someone normal…
But it wasn’t as though the other didn’t realize she was a ninja already. After showing her technique like that. . . With that thought, sapphire eyes move to look at the other. ( She couldn’t help but be curious on why someone so friendly… was so calm with the presence of a ninja already? )
Perhaps it was because she, herself, failed to have much of a shinobi like presence? The thought was vaguely disappointing, but – she did offer a soft, sincere, smile when the other chimes about sweets. However, a vaguely panicked expression appears when the other mentions jumping. “Ah, a-are you sure? I can bring you down, you know…” But the other had requested her to wait at the bottom, and? As confused as she was, she was going to do just that – at the very least, so that she could be prepared to catch the other should something go wrong.
However, as Isanami quickly stepped off – Enju followed suit. She wasn’t given a chance to head down first, however – but she made sure to throw herself down fast enough that, though a slightly rougher landing, she would meet the other down there and have her hands on her hips to help steady her. “… y-your… really brave, aren’t you?” Enju pants out, panic having forced her heartrate up quite a bit. But, she was smiling still.
Isanami… was going to be quite the interesting person to get to know.
The canon verse for the events of GetBackers. The infamous transporter with a pattern of violence - followed by strange conditions for his help on missions. He only ever does jobs that interest him, being rather uninterested in money. The reason? He’s already a doctor. He care little for money, given that he’s got plenty already. Plus, he likes to do things that make him feel alive.
“I don’t believe I can die. Thus for, I can’t.” The doctor’s immortality is a difficult thing to explain - but when it comes down to it, it’s truly just as simple as that phrase. In a world where imagination is a large part of your abilities, and your beliefs only make them stronger, as long as he never believes that he can die? He can live forever.
Pre-series. As a wartime doctor, Akabane is often put in the danger of the battle field. However, he doesn’t particularly mind - it’s part of the job. In this particular verse, he’s not overly violent yet. Despite the fact that he is strong and resourceful, he’s more interested in trying to preserve lives. Then again, this is before his “awakening” about the world - so? He’s got no need for violence just yet.
In the “Other World” - Akabane is a brilliant doctor and scientist. Part of the “Project” that set in motion the creation of another world. And one of the ones most baffled by the fact that these “creations” can pass through the gate into their world. However, due to the Witch Queen, they’ve been considering termination of the entire world... The reluctance to do so primarily rests on the fact that one of their own put their “son” in there, after their death... and they wouldn’t be able to copy that data without risking corruption.
❛ Hanzo, have you ever burped out fire before? ❜ [ i was going through my drafts and there was this conversation isanami had with a friend where if someone ate too much spicy food that's how they breathe fire or something and now i'm going to do the noble thing and spam braves who have control over elements with stupid questions ]
A snort escapes the BRAVE of FIRE when his smaller companionasks him that – oh god. These werethe sorts of things she thought about? This was what she became curious enoughabout… that she hunted him down to ask? Truly?
“Have I evermentioned that I love the way your brain works?” The crimson-haired manasks, aloud, as he reaches to ruffle the others hair carefully. He didn’t wantto mess it up, though, he was very amused. “BecauseI do. Truly.” He wasn’t really teasing,ether. As an IGA shinobi, he thought it rather sweet that this was how his smaller companion’s head worked. Howshe ticked.
As he’d always been a warrior, he couldn’t say that he’dever had such a genuinely innocent thought…
But? “I think theonly time I did something like that,” He starts, scratching at his cheek ashe averts his gaze. It wasn’t an… overly embarrassing story, but it was stillsilly. An amateur mistake made by an amateur. “Waswhen I was younger. Part of my training was to take alcohol into my mouth, so thatI could surprise my enemy. My teacher told me I was supposed to use it as anaccelerant. I did, but? I hiccupped? Long story short – I got into a lot oftrouble for setting stuff on fire that I wasn’t meant to.”
He grins a little, half-awkwardly. If anyone else had asked,he would have just laughed at them for asking a “s t u p i d” question. But sincehis young friend had asked? He would tell her the truth. Even if it didn’t painthim in the light of being the “ultimate shinobi” that the name “HATTORI HANZO” implied.“Keep it between us, though, will you?” Headds, putting a finger to his lips. “Nobody got hurt in that incident, but? If Ilet it be known that I did such a thing, Saizou will know it was me who burnt theside of his home in Iga, while he was out training with his master andAnastasia once…” By that, he was saying this – yep. He’d been young at thetime. But? He had been older then the other two already. He was considered a “professionalamateur” at the time. An official shinobi, but? With limited experience. So?That sort of slip up… well… didn’t look great.
And so far, he hadn’t been caught for thatincident. At least not by them, so? He’dlike to keep it that way.
@smiletorn
@carnifcx continued from [ x ]
Kokichi laughs a little to himself as he stands out in the hall – his present in hand, and presented outright, for whenever the other happened to open the door. This was actually part of the reason he’d come in the morning! A devious little sneak he was, when it came to things like this, but? But he knew for a fact that the other had a hard time waking up in the morning. He was often drowsy for hours – and he thought that surprising him was the best chance he had to get the other to agree.
Especially when this was an earnest attempt on his part. The TRUTH he’d spoken aloud was that he wanted the two of them to be VALENTINES. That was true.
But given the obscurity of it & the silly manner in which he presented it? He doubted the other would take it seriously – which was fine. The LIAR didn’t have the real t i m e for anything like that. But? He thought it might be nice to humor his own feelings for once. Even if… they weren’t going to be presented properly. And he wouldn’t explain to the other that he meant it. He was sure his friend, the ULTIMATE DETECTIVE, would take it as a prank. And that was fine. “G’morning, buddy!” The tiny SUPREME LEADER chimes, laughing a little.
It was fun to fluster the other.
And here was his cue to begin doing so more – the moment the other looked… flustered, and tried to explain to him the holiday, Kokichi allowed himself to look confused followed by sad. Well trained tears beginning to well up in his expressive eyes. “Ah… oh.” Disappointment clear on his features. His shoulders slumping as he lowers the gift a little. “… I guess… that means you don’t want them then?”
He was a gremlin and he knew it. Manipulating the other even now with their established friendship. But, surely enough – If the other didn’t do some “damage control” of this situation, he was about to make a scene. Why? Because he cared. And this was how he treated his friends.
Pre-canon verse where Ewan is just a young man living out in the middle of nowhere with his brother. He is a good, innocent, boy who is simply trying hard not to be a burden for his elder brother. He is entirely aware of the fact that it isn’t easy to have to drop everything to raise someone else... and after their parents death? His brother has been doing everything in his power to protect and raise him.
So? He does everything he can to help around the house. And does his best to keep up with his studies, so that his elder brother has no reason to be overly concerned for him.
Unaware of why he was chosen for this particular round - it appears that Ewan was one of the “princes” summoned to the Thousand Year Labyrinth, in hopes of picking the next ruler. And whereas most of them are famous names, genius’, musician’s, ... famous people, he has none of that prestige behind his name and is unsure why he was picked.
Also, he’s one of the ones who is quick to suggest that the others all work together for this crazy event. He’s not interested in competing. He’d rather just make sure that everyone survives.
After the events of the main series - and leading into the events of the second series, this is the events after Ewan was chosen by the others to be the ruler. This would be the verse of the others supporting his rule, and him just sorta... trying his best.
Anything that happens within the time period of the series itself - such as whenever Nea is possessing Allen’s body. This will pretty much cover the interactions with him, while he’s pretending to be Allen... Or when he’s just going wild, trying to complete his own goals.
Nea was killed and had his soul transferred into a “New” body. This is Nea as he was, running away from trouble while trying to demand his freedom from fate. He absolutely abhors the other Noah’s - at least, aside from his brother. He doesn’t consider himself one of them, despite the annoying nicknamed of the “FOURTEENTH.”
This would be while he was still on the run with Mana - and when he would get to know Cross and the “PAST” Allen.
Though it likely hadn’t been malicious in intent, when things started going wrong, he’d decided to try to go to Cross for help. Unfortunately, despite not considering himself a Noah, and despite knowing Cross, this didn’t end well - in fact, he was kept there so that Exorcists could get a better understanding of Noah’s bodies, and how to fight them. Even now he’s bitter about it, more or less a prisoner there - but? He’s managed to keep his “ark” a secret so far...
( still under construction )
A member of the Future Foundation’s ( Sixth Branch ), he is part of the SCI. They’re job is to uncover the masterminds behind higher level crimes – serial killers, murder rings, and the likes. Things that are thriving because the world is in chaos, things that need to stop because they’re trying to fix the world. To that end, Takumi Hijirihara has been partnered up with Misaki Asano, and they’ve been doing their very best. ( However, on the other side of the coin – Hijirihara is also the infamous “KILLER KILLER.” A serial killer who specializes in copy-cat killing of famous deaths, and killing famous killers. )
Having witnessed a violent crime back in middle-school, Hijirihara was unable to move passed it. In fact? He became entirely obsessed with the beauty of the act – The splatter of blood, the light fading in their eyes, everything about it? Was elegant in a way that he couldn’t explain. Due to that? His found himself exhibiting some… violent tendencies.
Young, nerdy, and a bit of a pervert? He’s about an average middle school student. Of course, he’s a little more socially awkward then some – Certain habits of his are a little odd. But? You know what? Most people have learned to look past that about him. Or? They’ve learned to simply ignore him. Something he’s willing to live with. He is unaware of his fascination with blood or killers yet. So? All in all, he’s a pretty average kid.
In a world without Despair, Hijirihara has decided to pursue his interests in one of the only “socially acceptable” ways he could think of. Interested in blood and murder, he’s decided to become a detective. Specifically? A crime-scene analytical detective. It is one of the only things that could really helps his interests - And? A way he could still help society. He is odd, quiet, and most of the other detectives don’t really care for him … But? He is an accomplished detective. He is good at what he does. And? He’s got an amazing track record of catching those he goes after.
[ After all: He’s got a habit of tracking them by getting into their head - ‘if i were the killer? what would i do in this situation?’ ]
As the world was washed over with despair, and people reverted to acting in their own interests - Hijirihara watched the world. Watched it become over-run with chaos. Uninterested, yet - fascinated. As someone eventually came, trying to kill him, trying to steal from him, he killed them. It was easy. He’d been fascinated with murder since he was young, since he’d watched his classmates be murdered … And now? He lives a part of a world where he can do these things. Because, in a world of chaos. There isn’t anyone who can really stop him… is there?
Who he chooses to kill and why? Are wildly up in the air - But? Despite allowing himself to give into his temptations, he still primarily kills people who he feels deserve it. Giving him the haunting title of “KILLER KILLER.”
Hijirihara is a perfect example of why members of the FOLK try to hide what they are from humans – after all: Hijirihara washuman, until he ran into Mukuro Ikusaba. And? His fascination with her lead to obsession. He needed to become a member of the folk by any means necessary. And? The first chance he got – he allowed himself to be bit by a werewolf, and changed into one himself. ( Managing to kill a few humans by accident the day he changed – he had a natural violent streak in him, given his history, so? When he was told, he didn’t really seem to care. )
After this incident, because he was young, the Council didn’t want to “Blacklist” him – instead? They thought that he could do some learning under a long-time member of the Folk, one of their eldest, and the leader of Orsus. So? He was sent there to work under Juuzo as a member of the “police” of the island. ( And? Luckily for him? He was able to find the person he’d been looking for again! )
He has erratic transformations – he is unable to control it still, and often changes when he smells blood or gets irritated. However? At all times, he has his tail out. For some reason, after his first transformation, he’s never been able to hide it. And frankly? He doesn’t particularly care.
{ as stated in my rules before - my having a seperation between “main muses” and “side muses” isn’t a lack of interest in both sets of muses. Instead, it’s really just that i’ve noticed some people respond better to some muses of mine... so?
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