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volkamenia2023-10-09 01:52 pm
connike) wrote in volkamenia2023-10-09 01:52 pmRNGed thread pairs, jeronil edition
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connike) wrote in volkamenia2023-10-09 01:52 pm
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WELL (basawa au)
Or so he would lead his soldiers to believe.
Motonari cups Lyric's cheek on her blind side. Because - he thumbs under a scrape. A blossom of red marring her otherwise clear skin.]
My, what's this? Have you grown weak in my absence? Lost your touch?
[Who does he have to kill.]
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After all, he's not the only one with appearances to maintain. ]
Are you underestimating me, Lord Mori? [ But after that quip, her voice softens. ] ... I've already taken care of it. [ So there's no one he needs to kill in her stead. ] There's just some that don't want to see me bend my knee to you.
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3h au otherwise this is impossible ksdnjkdf
Mitsunari Ishida is the acclaimed retainer of Lord Hideyoshi and Hanbei but, by Ferdinand's standards, he doesn't act like it! He's been grumbly and antisocial since he arrived at Garreg Mach. He barely attends classes and when he does, he's the last to arrive and the first to leave; making a beeline for the training hall right after.
Uh. So. Good luck with that, Ferdinand.]
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Mitsunari! There you are. [ like he's ever anywhere else???
Despite how ham he's going on that training dummy, he approaches. ] While I do admire your diligence in your training, you should really put some of that energy into your studies. Your performance is a direct reflection of Hideyoshi and Hanbei! [ It's a lecture Mitsunari's heard many times before- but luckily(?) he's only getting the short version today.
Unluckily, ] But that is not why I am here! The professor has left me in charge of ensuring you perform your stable duties this week. [ He says, but in reality he volunteered himself. ] Come now! We must not keep the horses waiting!
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He's not happy about this - and he makes no effort to soften his emotions. But Lucina's understanding, Laurent's offered his brains, and he's made a genuine connection with Yarne, as members of a nearly extinct race. In a land so consumed by chaos, their kindness keeps him alive.
And he repays their kindness with song, both on and off the battlefield. For the moment, his audience is a battle weary Gerome and Minerva. His hand rests against one of the wyvern's horns as the ancient tongue of Tellius flows from his lips. It won't do anything for her wounds - that's more Gerome's territory, anyway - but she should perk up by the time his song's complete.
It's odd, considering this moment to be peaceful, when there's blood and negative energy in the air... but somehow it is. ]
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The butterflies in his stomach flutter with an anxious energy, the adrenaline of his successful proposal having yet worn off. He's just as nervous now as he was bringing up the idea of Kazunari marrying him.
But eloping suits them, he thinks. There's something so fun, spontaneous, and truly Summer Troupe about all this, it makes him laugh.
He'd be laughing anyway, as he's feeling delirious with love. But the point still stands. ] So? Where do you want to go?
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Kazunari squeezes his fiancΓ©s hand, having known Tenma long enough now to know his nerves must be going nuts now.]
The ocean, of course!
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That hardly narrows it down! [ Because of course they were going to end up somewhere near the ocean???? He's known Kazunari long enough. ] We can go anywhere. I mean it.
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He swings their hands as he seriously thinks about it. ] Thailand! Wait, no, no, Australia! [ Why does he feel like they would get extra lost in those locations, though. And with all those dangerous creepy crawlies... Kazunari perks. ] Greece!
I've been wanting to go with you for aaages, piko~
[ Since their event at the Santorini Resort theme park. Pretty fucked up that Tenma has a card for that event but wasn't included in the story. ]
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Raven had begged Yuri, pleaded, for him to come as his plus one to some Schwann work function. Yuri eventually agreed, which is why he's in a suit with his hair tastefully tied to the side. But then Raven, upon realizing that introducing your sexy, almost 20 years younger, boyfriend to your decrepit old superiors wouldn't go over as well as he thought, panicked. He panicked and introduced Yuri as his nephew. His NEPHEW.
Forget kill, Yuri's going to rail his ass and make him cry uncle.
Alas. That's for later. For now, Yuri has escaped the business talk. He wanders through portions of the host's house that he definitely shouldn't be in, opening all the doors and checking out the digs. There's so much strange decor that convinces him he'll never understand rich people.
When he opens a particular door, though, there's someone inside the room.]
Sorry - I didn't know there was anyone in here. [Yuri's voice trails off as he begins to close the door.
Then, there's a beat before he swings it back open again.]
...What are you playing?
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Maybe they were watching a recording of another troupe's play, or just the news, but regardless, Astrid has dozed off halfway through. Her head has drooped onto Tsumugi's shoulder. The only thing separating the two of them is the curtain of her hair falling over both of them.]
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His hand shifts, so their hands are side by side, the sides of their pinkies touching - and then he tries his best to focus on the recording, thankful that no one's around and awake to witness the bit of color blooming across his cheeks. ]
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Hm? Oh... how much did I miss?
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It's after a show - one that, honestly, Shirabu wouldn't have attended if he wasn't dating one of the members of the band (and yes, he knows Semi would be okay if he didn't attend, especially if he had an exam to study for or something, but also shut up it's important okay) - and he's milling just outside of the backstage area.
Three guesses as to who he's waiting for. The first two don't count and no, it isn't you, Gracie, ]
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He'll still flirt with him, though. It's pretty funny.
With the concert winding down, Gracie is helping tear down the stage and move equipment when he spots Shirabu who is definitely not waiting for him.]
Heeyyy, snowbunny ~ if you wanted to see me so bad, you coulda just texted me.
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But the expression still reads incredibly unimpressed and unamused. ]
Why would I text you? [ he literally only has his number in case of an emergency?????? ] Is Eita backstage?
[ Eita, not Semi, because he's testing the waters by calling him his first name. ... not around Gracie specifically, but in general. This is just a slip of the tongue he hasn't caught himself. ]
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She doesn't need to read her tea leaves to know her chances of besting him in this black magic tournament are slim to none. But her smile is aloof as ever, as the beginnings of a Thunder spell crackle in her hand. ] ... I suppose you won't go easy on me, even if I ask?
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So when she stumbles upon Hisoka, fast asleep in the middle of the street while she's going about her day? Well. At least she knows where to take him.
Enjoy your piggyback ride, buddy. ]
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[Mika hides behind Marianne, an assortment of horse treats in his hands. He's never had much luck with animals... dogs bark at him. Cats hiss or swat at him. He's been dive bombed by a couple birds. It's like they know he's just a doll pretending to be a human.
But he's supposed to help tend to the horses with Miss Marianne today, and he can't let her do all the work. Even if he's scared.]
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But, like. Why the shitty four-eyes? All he does is tease Azami, and Azami. Azami, he. Azami doesn't wanna think about it.
(he's got a crush on the fucker what the fucking fuck FUCK)]
Let's make this quick.
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[Yes, this giant of a teenage boy has approached Lyric thinking she is a lost child. Sorry.]
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[ In Ichiro's defense, she is dressed in a different style than when he'd normally see her. Turns out that in her downtime, the intense hip-hop dancer likes to wear cute skirts and bows. Who would've thought!
Lyric hasn't realized his mistake, though. She just thinks that Ichiro's being the kind Samaritan that she's heard he is, and therefore won't judge her when she says: ] Actually... yeah. I'm supposed to meet a friend at a cafe near here. I'm already running late...
[ She shows him her phone, where the cafe in question - a cozy little place, notoriously difficult to find - is on her screen. ] Have you heard of it?
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Ichiro leans down to look at her phone.] Oh, yeah I've heard of it! [He pulls out his own phone to pull up a map.]
Should you be going there on your own, though? If your parents aren't around, I can walk you there.
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Why wouldn't I go on my own? [ yes she's a girl, yes she can kick anyone's ass ]
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(oh my god they were married)]
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