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// chojirou - verses

{ Dedication } -                   ( ver ) .oath╰☆╮(❝Chojirou❞)

      The shinobi in charge of over-seeing the younger shinobi’s training, Chojirou is often very proud of those he has worked with. Trusting them and treating them as full-blown shinobi, the moment he believes they’re ready. He wants to give all of his companions a chance to prove themselves, and won’t deny them the opportunity.

       However, he is a duty bound man - if given an order, he will try to complete it. Even if it destroys him.

{ Heartbeat } -                 ( ver ) .choice╰☆╮(❝Chojirou❞)

      Despite his obvious loyalties to the village, despite his dedication to Koga, he’s unable to bear the weight of his orders. He wanted to complete them, even if it destroyed him - he’s a shinobi. He shouldn’t have an opinion. He shouldn’t be able to argue or disagree with his orders, he knows that. And yet? With those orders pointing his blade towards his loved ones... he can’t.

{ tag stuff } -                 ( ver ) .verse name╰☆╮(❝Chojirou❞)

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@absortio || X

The heat she felt was unmistakable; as exhausted she felt, even she could not help but lift her head, watching in astonishment at the harsh swirl of flames that devoured everything. Indeed, this was the power of fire. That destructive power that was a tool for annihilation… but Isanami knew that flame to be a gentle warmth as well. And even aside from those other missions, the priestess had never seen Hanzo summon flames that powerful as well. That hidden potential reminded her just how AMAZING shinobi were.

It almost made her forget her own wounds for a bit. Almost. That moment of wonder was gone and reality rushed back to remind her of the fact that her shoulder felt just as hot as the flames she had just witnessed. But this wound was nothing; she couldn’t let it affect the MISSION. And more so, she was concerned about what had just happened with her friend.

❛ It’s alright, I’m fine. I’m fine. ❜ She bites out, a bit more harshly than she intended for it to be. She could see his movements, HESITANT and unsure. That wasn’t right either. ❛ Hanzo… are you alright though? You look worse than me, hah… ❜ Her breathing was heavy, wincing as her hand hovered about her wound. She did want to pull the blade out, but she stopped upon his words. ❛ Keep it in… alright. Okay. I suppose I’ve had worse days. That’s okay, me and this sword will be just like friends. ❜

Isanami shakes her head, though, giving a small frown and looking around. Her uninjured arm lifts up to try and stop Hanzo’s motions for a second. ❛ B-But it’s okay, don’t carry me. We need to look for our charges. They couldn’t have run off too far… I just hope their supplies are safe. It’d be a shame if it got caught in the fight. ❜ And the FIRE, for that matter, but she didn’t want to bring that up. Hanzo was probably feeling bad about scaring them off. She looks up, giving the Brave of Fire a tired smile.

❛ I can… walk, so there’s no need to carry me. But I could use a hand in getting up? ❜ She laughs weakly, lifting a HAND and offering it to him.

      There were so many feelings rolling wildly in his mind right now – things he couldn’t control nor could he even identify. He didn’t know what the fear of loss was. He didn’t understand the anxiety of very nearly losing someone who was precious to him. He didn’t UNDERSTAND it, because at a young age? It was stripped from him – his humanity was taken from him, and what had been left in his stead? Was a FLESH&BLOOD weapon.

       As the BRAVE of FIRE, he’d gradually begun relearning his ( h u m a n i t y ). And though at this moment he couldn’t recognize it, this moment more so then most – Displayed it. UNCOMFORTABLY so.

       Hanzo had never abandoned a mission before. He’d never left the side of those he was in charge of protecting. He’d certainly never erupted in such a way that the fires were now. They were a living INFERNO, outside of his control now. “… I don’t think you’re fine.” Those words were spoken through a severe frown, his eyebrows knit with worry. He didn’t UNDERSTAND this anxiety. He had always been willing to accept his own death, and back in IGA? It was an unwritten rule that people might not come back. He’d been willing to accept that. He’d UNDERSTOOD that. This… no. He didn’t… he couldn’t…

      “With an injury like that, especially without the means to heal it, it’s going to be difficult for you to move about. Isa-chan… the blade has to stay so that the wound doesn’t just bleed out. I know you’re not going to pull it out, since we’ve already spoken about it… but… moving around will cause it to cut you more. If you run around, you risk slicing a major vein, and it won’t matter if we have the blade there still… you’d still bleed to death.” He stops for a moment – feeling the words catch in his throat. If she wasn’t careful, something would be sliced that couldn’t be healed. And yes, she was a reincarnation. So? Perhaps IZANAMI being part of her could save her life, but that wasn’t a risk he wanted to make. “If… you insist that we look for our charge, then we can. But I’m going to have to ether insist that you let me carry you, or I’m going to have to take more desperate measures.”

      He wouldn’t bring up the alternative without being prompted.

      There was no part of him that wanted to do the alternative – especially after this SPIKE in violence, he wasn’t sure he would trust himself. The fires that remained were carnage. And most that had spiked around where he’d been in his RUSH of R A G E had burned everything up in seconds. The scorched earth, the “snowing” ash… He wasn’t sure he would be able to do a medical procedure right now.

      Especially when the ALTERNATIVE was him cauterizing the wound with his fire the moment they removed the blade. It would eliminate the need for him to carry her, but it would still have some risks… It was a medical maneuver that stopped bleeding rapidly, by burning it closed. However, he could damage her health if he wasn’t careful… “I could go get them on my own, if you’d like.” Somehow, he suspected she’d say “NO” but… he had to at least try.

      Though there was no part of him that wanted to leave the BRAVE of DARKNESS’ side, if she wanted to be sure their charge was alright? He would go at least try. However, he feared letting the other do much right now. Her health was still at risk. And he knew right now… he wasn’t thinking as rationally as he should be.

      His heart was still beating rapidly. His eyes still showed concern. And his breathing was still… uneven. He couldn’t calm himself down. He couldn’t truly focus. Not on anything else…

steady realization || hanzo & isanami

// sinbad - verses

{ Kindly King } -              ( ver ) .royalty╰☆╮(❝Sinbad❞)

      This is the verse that will primarily take place in the bulk of Magi - before a lot of Sinbad’s plans have been revealed. Generally, this will be my primary verse for him, unless the others are requested.

       Generally speaking, Sinbad is an inspiration and surprisingly laid-back man. He appears open and genuine in most of his interactions - though that might just be because he is charming and just a little on the manipulative side. He knows how his actions are perceived, he knows what he’s doing, and he’s never lost sight of his goals. Despite how rounded a route he seems to take towards them.

{ Before } -            ( ver ) .dreamer╰☆╮(❝Sinbad❞)

      Young Sinbad. Generally speaking this will be the verse i use for any part of Sinbad no Bouken, at least? Until I decide to section it off into portions. If you have any particular timeline in there you’d like to explore? Just let me know!

{ After Timeskip } -            ( ver ) .god complex╰☆╮(❝Sinbad❞)

      This is after the time skip from when Alibaba “died.” Where Sinbad now runs the Sindria Trading Company again, and the world has changed quite a bit. It appears Sinbad is still chasing after the tail end of some dream that he’s leaving unspoken... but what exactly at his plans? No one knows.

explosivestorm:

@absortio

            ❝It can be really frightening I suppose.❞

WHERE WAS LIGHT, THERE WAS DARKNESS. But if one side triumphed, if one shadowed the other, all that negativity would continue to evolve and take deeper roots. That had been her case; sorrow, anger, bitterness, helplessness have all been emotions which devoured her heart, which made her resort to unsealing that abyssmal darkness which swallowed everything in its path. ❝You could say that the most terrifying thing was the emptiness which followed after. Once my anger quelled, once I could see clearer.. nothing which I had held any meaning. ❞ Pointless destruction. That pain was not solely inflicted on those who deserved, but innocence people had been affected; they suffered losses, their hearts cried out in pain. Death had never been beautiful for them, nor liberating. It stole what they held more precious. Allowing a heavy sigh of relief go past her lips, she raised her heard towards the sky. That clear blue was peaceful, serene and it calmed her soul. Her sins were hers to bear, nonetheless that experience still remained. The tough lesson Yuna received would forever be imprinted in her mind; its goods and bad had marked her. She was another person now. ❝The more you welcome darkness in your life, the more you seek it, the more it will consume you. You can say that was a lesson. As for what happened next.. well, those years were another form of darkness I confronted. ❞

       It was surprising to hear those words from the other – but? Perhaps more so then anything, it was surprising to hear someone say something to eerily familiar to her own thoughts. She remembered everything she’d done while working for the IGA LEAGUE OF FIVE, she remembered betraying the team that welcomed her back nowadays… ( some more warily then others, but? that was fair. )

      The NUMBNESS that follows when you get what you thought you wanted – was one of the most terrifying things in the world. It was like being adrift. Without a goal, without an anchor . . . for Anastasia, what followed numbness was p a i n. She was welcomed back, but? As a traitor. And the kindness granted her, with or without wanting it? Locked her down like shackles. That was why she was the “BRAVE of ICE” once again. And? After all this time, she was still a TRAITOR in some of their minds. And others have warmed up to her presence once more…

      “… though I can understand how you felt to an extent, and I’m glad that it’s been a learning experience for you, I’m sorry that you felt that way to begin with.” Nothing was worse than feeling “EMPTY” – abandoned. In her life she’d felt that way several times. And somehow, people always reached out to her.

      Even after she’d made mistakes. “Do you want to elaborate? You must want to talk… at least to an extent, to offer these words so willingly. I’m more than happy to hear you out, if you want to talk. Though I certainly don’t know if I can offer you any worthwhile advice.” Anastasia was similar – having a FROZEN HEART years before, due to her own person grudges and anger. And holding onto a HOPE she knew should have died. She’d tortured herself these ways, she knew the person who’d made the mistake was her. And? It’d consumed her for some time. However, she already had a history of being that “ODD WOMAN” according to Yuna… so at the very least, perhaps, she could hear her out.

// garry - verses

{ Gallery Happenings } -                   ( ver ) .nightmare╰☆╮(❝Garry❞)

      ( This would be the canon timeline! ) Basically everything that happened while Garry and Ib where trapped inside of the artwork trying to find their way out - their lives are dependent on the number of rose petals they have, and Garry? Well, he sees things a little differently around here then Ib does.

      Some of it comes down to rational paranoia in situations like this... other parts are just him being a little bit cowardly. But? Trying hard on behalf of helping young Ib. He wants to be someone she can rely on...

{ Post-Game } -                  ( ver ) .dreamer╰☆╮(❝Garry❞)

      Having survived their crazy adventure and returned to the real world - somehow Ib was able to trigger his memories to return. At first it’d been a bit hazy, but Ib was able to pull him out of it. Nowadays he tries to keep in contact with her even still. Though, he often worries about the impression he’s making... he doesn’t just want to lose the friend he’d made through their shared chaos.

{ False Garry } -                  ( ver ) .recreation╰☆╮(❝Garry❞)

      A piece of “ARTWORK” from within the world - this “Garry” works to take the others place when given the chance to. This can ether be inside the gallery, or having been able to trick Ib into leaving with it, instead of the real one. He is different then the real Garry - having little to no fear, because it’s not really alive. So? It doesn’t respond to things the same - though it does try to from time to time, these responses seem “scripted” and unrealistic.

explosivestorm:

NONETHELESS SHE SOUGHT DARKNESS BY HERSELF. Those days spent by Izanami’s side taught her a valuable lesson. However to speak of them with others, to reveals those secrets they shared together was something which she would refrain from doing. Whatever fragment of sympathy ( if there was anything left ) which the goddess had for her would not be broken apart. That trust would not be betrayed. If anything, whatever happened would remain between them. Feeling at ease as she kept on hearing Ana speaking, Yuna wondered for a brief moment about her own story. Regardless of her dispute with Yukimura, was Ana truly happy?

❝ Not in the slightest. I am at peace with what happened back then. Whatever consequences, I will confront them. However.. ❞ Hesitation was present into her voice, her tone becoming slightly lower than normal. Yuna was not certain of how to bring that certain topic to Anastasia. Whatever happened, she should not get involved, but how could she just abandon somebody whom she deemed as friend? Perhaps it was an action based on her grudge towards Yukimura, but.. she often wondered whether she was happy there. ❝ Are you happy being there? You must be aware now of my…. dispute with that man. ❞ It had been more than a dispute. It reached the point where Yuna did not wish to cross paths with him again. Somebody as proud as herself would not lower herself to apologize for something which she was in the right.

Taking in a deep breathe, she chose to stop hesitating and confront Ana regardless of whether she would be wrong or not. ❝ I wonder whether you feel well there or not. I told him I believe he considers you all as pawns and I still believe that. I am aware that you and Hanzo are not on friendly terms, but when I confronted Yukimura about his death… ❞ That gaze, those words.. even recalling everything made Yuna’s blood boil. At that time she was hesitating a lot, those words she said being spilled out in a fit of anger. Now if she could repeat that scene, she would have done everything in a different way. ❝ Honestly, I prefer not to see his face ever again, so you will not see me again in Ueda. I will not apologize for something I said and believe in strongly. But this does not mean I do not care about you or have respect for you and the others as he claims. Haha, I still want to hit him. A real hit this time. ❞

      “As long as you are willing to face the consequences headfirst, you should be able to overcome them eventually.” Anastasia responds with a bit of a hum – nodding a little, approvingly. The truth was, that was part of her problem when she had originally returned. It had been done so as … final act. She had returned to UEDA with the understanding that she would die.

      Almost the H O P E for death.

      However, when she’d been granted an extension to her life, when she’d been accepted amongst them again as the terms for her “f o r g i v e n e s s” . . . she’d felt TRAPPED. Sometimes, that man’s kindness was horribly crippling. It was K I N D, but it was manipulative. He’d known from the moment he spoke that his kindness was a binding c o n t r a c t. If Anastasia had had any other goals, dreams, or aspirations, they would have died on the spot. However, her dreams had died before that day, regardless. “… I’m aware of your conflict with our Lord, yes.” Anastasia responds, somewhat… carefully. “I wasn’t informed of it by the Lord himself, Sanada-sama has mostly kept the situation to himself, with the exception of his page – Rokurou-san. I simply happened to overhear about it when they were talking.” Honestly? She wasn’t sure what to make of the situation herself, since she hadn’t been there. And as she wasn’t properly informed? She was slow to make a judgement call on the situation… However? As the other asks about her own situation, Anastasia offers a soft smile. “I’m fine, Yuna-san. Sanada-sama has been more then lenient with me, and. . . even if I wasn’t exactly thrilled by his decision to employ me again at first? I’m… grateful that he did. It gave me a chance to redeem myself. It’s… given me the chance to make things right with people. And... I didn’t know how much I needed that.”

      Though she had resented H I M for it at first, Anastasia knew that without his kindness she would have never been able to make things right with Isanami. She would have never been able to apologize to Sasuke. Or work towards redemption in Saizou’s eyes. Or even get to speak to ROKUROU about what she’d done to his e y e. . . They were dear friends of hers, and if she’d left things as they were? She would have DIED a traitor.

      However, as the other continues to talk, Anastasia falls silent again. The RUSSIAN Kunoichi interested to hear what her friends was speaking. It was… interesting to hear that. From an outsiders perspective, perhaps it did look that way, but? After the other finishes speaking, she offers a slight nod – “… I can see where you might think that. I believed the same at first.” It was the honest truth. She’d HATED Yukimura years ago, judged him immediately due to his being a feudal LORD whose title had been granted to him from W A R. And the fact was – LORD tended to treat their underlings like pawns and playthings. She knew that VERY personally. And yet? “It’s impossible for me to dispute that it might seem that way, however? I can say this with absolute certainty: Yukimura is the best possible lord for me and those who are in his employ. He’s… unique. Weird. But he absolutely see’s us all as people, or? We wouldn’t still be there.” Saizou in specific was who she was thinking of. The young man who had had such skills – but had abandoned the idea of ever getting a lord. Yukimura was the one who had given him any faith in serving others again.

      “I do not fault you for following your ideals. You should do what you think is best.” Anastasia believed that. If Yuna thought it was best to not return, then perhaps it was best. “I don’t claim to understand that man – so I can’t say what’s running through his head. I can’t imagine what it was that he said to you about Hanzo’s disappearance.” In fact, she couldn’t be sympathetic when it came to that at all. When it came to Hanzo, she STILL hated him. He’d deceived her and used her as a weapon against the others. So? Despite being willing to work with him, because she was professional, she did hate him. “And you should hit him again. Honestly, most of us spend our time exhausted with his antics… and most of us would like to hit him to. But? I would like to put forth that you should reframe from doing any real damage to him. We’re the only ones who are supposed to beat our lord up.” She offers with a smile and a soft laugh – ( Rokurou half burst the lords eardrums every other day with that technique of his… so… ) “We’re also paid to keep him from any real damage – so? You’d be denying us our pay if you got a real hit in.”

// seikai - verses

{ Brave 10 } -               ( ver ) .stone╰☆╮(❝Seikai❞)

      Traveling monk from the same temple as Isanami - he considers himself her big brother, and when he found out what happened? Went on a grand search to try to find her. Once he did? He wound up being recruited into the Brave’s as the “Brave of Earth.”

{ tag stuff } -             ( ver ) .monolith╰☆╮(❝Seikai❞)

      Brave 10 S verse! Having worked alongside of everyone for a while now - he’s become more used to his fellow Braves, even the ones he’s not entirely sure of what to think of them yet. And? More so, he’s become a lot calmer. Which is good, given that Isanami doesn’t have to threaten to not talk to him anymore to try to get him to behave.

{ tag stuff } -             ( ver ) .verse name╰☆╮(❝Seikai❞)

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❖ ─ ━ ɩɴⅴеႽτɩնατοʀ Chatting like this, getting to know him more each day-just these sort of little things always brighten her day and just his reaction to it made her smile, even more, it was cute. She knows that her partner wasn’t the social type of person, however, seeing that he starting to improve bit by bit least its progress which was impressive.

Honestly, she didn’t mind being with him in the least as just being around him gave her comfort and she doesn’t mind if he still hides in his spaces since she also too find it comfortable but that what makes him unique. Her eyes lit up as soon as he spoke though, she never actually done something like it before so it was new to you. ❝If it’s no trouble for you at all, then sure.❞ Smiling even more as she held her plushy more she gave a small nod to what he said. She was glad that he liked the name she has giving to it there, it was hard coming up with it though.

❝I’m glad you liked it then,I don’t know what your favorite sweet was so I kinda had to improvise but I’m glad it turned out well. Yeah, it’s dark chocolate I tried not to make it too rich in flavor. ❞ Giving a small nod and hum into her words there and to his ones too. Making sweets and the such is one of her strong points plus she grew up seeing her mother makes them too-in fact speaking of sweets…. ❝You’re right about that there though it wasn’t much of a problem to me making it. In fact, it was fun for me. I don’t really mind making them if you enjoy them then that matters most to me-in fact speaking of sweets, when is it your birthday Hijirihara-san?❞ He never actually told her much about himself actually so this is a start.

      “I wouldn’t mind.” Hijirihara reassures her in a moment – it was surprising for him to agree so quickly, but? Honestly, he liked his creative hobbies too. And teaching her how to make them while showing her the process of making the next one? He wouldn’t mind. It would be nice, even. Though, he would ether have to figure out if she’d let him come to where she stayed or bring all the supplies to the office. His house was… ah, unpresentable.

      Though he was starting to wonder if he should make the next one a red-ish color, so that she might name it “ R O S E “. Though he was a little too awkward to bring up that he knew the game she was referencing.

      He wasn’t much of a gamer, but he’d once had a friend who had those hobbies. So? He dabbled into those sorts of activities from time to time. “… dark chocolate was perfect. I prefer a bitter chocolate.” Hijirihara says, smiling just a little bit more. If anyone saw him right now – at his desk, acting like a normal human being, smiling? They wouldn’t believe it. But, these were the little ways he was willing to compromise with his partner to try to make her happy too. “Though, white chocolate has it’s… charms as well. In small quantities.” Cookies-n-cream flavors were particularly good.

      “I didn’t know… that you enjoyed making things like that. I’ll keep that in mind.” Perhaps he could try to find her a candy-mold… he’d keep that in mind for other possible gifts. “… my birthday? Ah, well…” With that, Takumi Hijirihara stops for a minute. He doesn’t usually go into detail on himself, but? Given how long they’ve been partners… perhaps it was time he shaped up about that. “Ah… October. October 20th.”

❛ Ne, Ana, have you ever been so hot that you started sweating ice? ❜

      “I wish.”

      The first words that left the golden-haired woman weren’t thought out at all. Instead, they simply slipped from her lips. The truth was? Anastasia hated heat. If she could do something like that just to keep her body at a naturally chilled temperature? She would fully take advantage of that skill.

      However, realizing she’d just spoken without thinking, the BRAVE of ICE laughs a little before looking over at Isanami. Wonderly, somewhat fondly - when she’d become so able to just speak her mind. “Remember when we first went to open air baths together?” She asks, laughing a little... she remembered that adventure going... somewhat poorly for a few people who couldn’t stay on their own side. “I couldn’t even stay in the water for too long… I don’t handle heat well. A skill like that would be nice, but... I would likely abuse it.”

      She could barely manage the STEAM in that place… and though open air baths are lovely, she always finds herself half BOILING ALIVE… Unfortunately. And though she can freeze the water particles in their air to form ice when she was in danger, she was more adapted to using natural bodies of water to create her weapons.

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// ren kouen - verses

{ First Prince } -              ( ver ) .entei╰☆╮(❝Ren Kouen❞)

      Main series verse! This will be my default verse unless requested otherwise. This takes place during the bulk of the series, but before his exile. He is a severe man, but? When it comes down to it - not entirely unpleasant. He works hard to accomplish what he thinks is best, and is consistent in working towards his goals.

      He can appear unapproachable, due to his expression and the fact that he rarely gives away what he’s thinking. His speaking mannerisms... also do little to add him in this. He often appears uninterested in speaking to others. But? He is fiercely protective of his family.

{ Fourth Prince } -            ( ver ) .inferno╰☆╮(❝Ren Kouen❞)

      The verse for prior to the main story line - so back when Hakuyuu and Hakuren were still alive. Generally speaking, this will be young Kouen’s verse.

      However, this can also be his “what if” verse - assuming the verse is played as though Hakuyuu and Hakuren survived somehow.

{ Exiled Prince } -             ( ver ) .smoke╰☆╮(❝Ren Kouen❞)

      ( under construction )