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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.”

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A breath of a laugh slips past, despite the priestess’ best efforts to retain a pouting face. Though Isanami is always somewhat of an open book, she had thought that she retained some ability to keep a straight face when she wanted, especially to try and trick people, but alas… some things never change. Perhaps she’s just fine with that too, seeing the teasing smile upon the blonde’s lips.

❛ Fineeee — ❜ The word is drawled out in protest. ❛ You’re right, I wouldn’t. Hmmpphh. I’ll hone my ignoring-Ana-skills then! If I said I was scared of you, then I wouldn’t win! ❜ She huffs, allowing the taller woman to release her smaller body. Smoothing out the wrinkles off her kimono, Isanami tilts her head in curiosity. Still, she gives no hesitation in moving. As soon as the hand is offered, the priestess slips her hand into Ana’s, lacing their fingers together and swinging it playfully.

Wherever the other wanted to go, she’d follow, of course. Still, she can’t help the retort that decides to jab at Ana once more: ❛ What reputation? Far as I know, Ana’s the fluffiest and softest person I ever know. ❜ Letting out another ‘hmph’, Isanami grins shortly after. ❛ Unless Ana wants to compete with certain people for a different reputation. Let’s see… there’s the ‘I’m-Too-Good-For-You’ reputation, and the ‘Everyone-Annoys-Me-So-I-Only-Frown’ reputation…. oh! There’s also the hard to obtain, ‘Imma-Yell-Bad-Words-Every-Other-Second reputation! ❜

A cheeky smile follows. ❛ But eh, I digress. The only Ana I know is this one, even if she tries to scare me. I like winning. It’s fun. ❜ Unspoken would be the question of where they would go, but Isanami has no complaints, therefore, she’ll expect for it to be revealed one way or another.

      “Is that truly a skill you want to hone, my dear Isa-chan?” After all – if she learned to ignore Anastasia too well, Ana would be able to sneak up on her with her ninja skills all over again. The cycle would continue forever. “Truly? I thought you’d want to hone your ability to sense me before I arrived~”

      Did she need to tease her? Absolutely. Though, once they had their hands interlocked, she could only smile. Squeezing Isanami’s hand reassuringly – and marveling to herself at how warm the simple contact was. As someone who was used to being alone a lot ( even when she was around others . . . ), little things like this could be vaguely overwhelming for her. But, she liked them all the same.

      However, as the tiny BRAVE of DARKNESS teases her, Anastasia just smiles & laughs. Fluffiest and softest person she knew? Truly? She wouldn’t argue it. Instead, she just leans against the other slightly – making sure their shoulders touched. “And whose fault would it be, if I’d gained any sort of reputation like that? I’ll have to make the culprit take responsibility for that sort of rumor, you know.” She murmurs – half whispers, in the others ear. However, listening to her describe the others – well, that made her laugh. Startling her a little, honestly. Isanami was so blunt and honest, she could literally imagine some of their faces as the other spoke. “Oh goodness… the more I think of it, the more people fall into those categories.” Even Anastasia could have been in the “frowning” one for the beginning part of returning to the B R A V E S.

      However, being around her smaller friend had cured her of that affliction. “Except… that last one. That’s Kamanosuke exclusive, I do believe.”

      However – with that, Anastasia was leading her on her little adventure. In fact, Anastasia had come to snatch the priestess into following her: She’d prepared a bit of a bento picnic lunch elsewhere, and? The more they’d come to spend time with one another, the less times Anastasia actually asked before doing anything. She would just snatch up her small DARKNESS friend whenever convenient. “Well, then~” She starts, chuckling a little. “If you like winning, you’re headed down the right path.” She explains, winking once, as she continues to lead them.

      It would be a little bit until they arrived. Anastasia had set up near a river, because it was pretty – and? Being a protective Kunoichi, like she was, it was also so she could defend them if something came up last minute. Unlikely, but? She wouldn’t throw them in a situation where they would be defenseless. Isanami meant way to much to her to risk her being abducted again or something along those lines…

// kamui ( corrin ) - verses

{ Birthright } -              ( ver ) .heritage╰☆╮(❝Kamui/Corrin❞)

       After meeting up with his birth family, Corrin couldn’t help but want to stay by their side - this was his family too, right? This was the land he was meant to have grown up with. These where the siblings he had been forcefully taken away from. This was his birthright.

       It broke his heart to turn away from the family that raised him - but taking up his Hoshidian name, Kamui, he steels his heart and does his absolute best to protect his family. Both sides, if he can help it... but there is no saving everyone. And though he never meant for his returning home to hurt his adopted family as well... he knows that he’s caused them unnecessary grief.

{ Conquest } -            ( ver ) .slaughter╰☆╮(❝Kamui/Corrin❞)

      Having decided to return with his adoptive siblings back to Nohr - after all! They may not be his blood siblings, but they’ve always been his family. But, despite this logic making perfect sense to him, it appears the king is enraged by his return.

      He can’t put his finger on it. He’s unable to understand why the king is so upset by his return and continuously pushing him to “prove his loyalty” all of a sudden... But, he’s doing his best to support his family. And his family is doing their best to protect him as well.

      In this verse - he’s learned that his birth name is Kamui, but usually answers to Corrin instead. His Nohrian name.

      ( This verse is only available upon request! I default to Birthright or Revelations usually. :’3 )

{ Revelations } -             ( ver ) .destiny╰☆╮(❝Kamui/Corrin❞)

      When faced with an impossible decision to pick one family or the other - Kamui makes one very important decision: He won’t chose ether side. He won’t betray ether side... and so? He and Azura make a dash for it. Leaving the area and having both sides declare him a traitor, due to his inability to chose ether side.

      This eventually leads him down the path of multiple truths - things that he had never known was going on behind the scenes, and? Opens the opportunity to save all of his family, both sides, from the invisible puppet masters behind the scenes.

{ Warriors / Heros } -           ( ver ) .summoned╰☆╮(❝Kamui/Corrin❞)

      Fire Emblem ( crossover ) verse! To allow Kamui to interact with Fire Emblem characters from various titles. This verse is still heavily under construction!

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      “As I’m not really good at lying – I’ll be entirely honest with you: It’s a little bit of both. I have some questions about how I should go about handling some of the youths in my school. And, furthermore, I was hoping you might give me a bit of your time personally. I’m… not mistaken in the fact that it is your birthday, correct? I was hoping you might be willing to spend it with me.”

      The young headmaster wasn’t a liar. He wasn’t good at it and he wasn’t willing to even try – Munakata had been through enough without trying to deal with the former Ultimate Lucky Student’s shenanigans.  The very least he deserved from Makoto Naegi was some honesty, and he was willing to give that to the older man as directly as he knew how. I mean, it embarrassed him a little to admit so upright that he’d had a bit of an ulterior motive for inviting the other here – in fact, the crimson that began to dust his cheeks a little would only further confirm his own awkwardness at things like this, but? The stubbornness behind his eyes wouldn’t waver.

      “Of course, you don’t need to.” He continues, scratching his cheek a little – awkwardly, though he does smile. “I just… I thought it might be nice to catch up with you. And I feel like it’s… just lonely to be traveling about, especially on your birthday.” It was out of concern for the other that he did this: And, sure, he wasn’t sure entirely whether the other would find that annoying or not – but he still had to give it a shot.

      Munakata was a big part of the reason he’d become the man who he’d become now. And he’d learned a little more about putting his foot down and standing up for what he believed in due to everything that had happened – now that he was Headmaster of the Reestablished Hope’s Peak Academy, he wanted more then ever to keep getting stronger. Learning more. Becoming someone who could do justice for the talented youths whom had found themselves under him now. “And regardless of your answer: I’ve prepared some coffee and even a small cake. So, at the very least, would you mind sharing those with me while we speak of the students?”

      He was much more stubborn now as a young man then he was as the ULTIMATE LUCKY STUDENT he had once been. He was shyer then. More unsure. But? He wouldn’t give up now.

// sanada yukimura - verses

{ Brave 10 } –                    ( ver ) .gatherer╰☆╮(❝Sanada Yukimura❞)

      Sanada Yukimura, the Lord of Ueda, and? The gatherer of the 10 Braves. He made it his mission to pull together a team of people, ten strong, and? Well, the rest of it? He’s not likely to reveal to a great many people. What you need to know about him? Is that he’s carefree, fun-loving, lucky, and? A little bit of a pain in the ass. What people don’t know? Well, Yukimura is much smarter and stronger than he might first appear- Regardless of the impression that he gives you? He’s very much the analytical sort. Things don’t miss his gaze often.

{ Brave 10 S } –                    ( ver ) .fate╰☆╮(❝Sanada Yukimura❞)

      A fair bit more stressed than he was in the previous series, events have lead him to being a tad bit- Darker? He takes things a little more seriously now, though does appear to still try to make a bit of a game out of it, much to the distress of his poor overworked page. As of recent? He has adopted one of his former Brave’s as his heir, and has hired as a former enemy as a current ally- I can’t see where any of this could possibly go wrong, can you?

{ Younger Years } –                   ( ver ) .youth╰☆╮(❝Sanada Yukimura❞)

      The years immediately around the time he had just met the Unno twins, and had started having Rokurou as an ally and friend. Yes, of course, these years could be a little rough on both of them, but? These awkward years are also how they best got to know each other, back when it was mostly the two of them. Because of this, Yukimura appears even morecarefree than his Brave 10 years. Rokurou? You have a lot of work ahead of you!

{ War Years } –             ( ver ) .demon╰☆╮(❝Sanada Yukimura❞)

      “The Crimson Demon,” Sanada Yukimura is a feared force on the battlefield. This verse follows all of his war years, and the time of his life that he was his most active. These years? Are the years that Yukimura spends fighting for his life, and trying to keep those around him alive. Because of this? He doesn’t have as much time to be carefree or playful, though? He does try to keep moods light around him, regardless.

{ Modern AU } –                    ( ver ) .wisdom╰☆╮(❝Sanada Yukimura❞)

      Very surprisingly? This carefree man had decided to dedicate himself to the path of Education! And? By that? I mean he has become a teacher. Despite this, he doesn’t appear altogether too serious about his job from time to time- But? Despite his goofy nature, he can be surprisingly strict about his students meeting certain requirements. (After all! What they learn in his class really might be the different between success and failure someday!) Also? He appears to be aiming for the principle position in the school- Lord help them all.

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phxnakiism-archive‌: [ @chiicxne​ ]

   "Would it be bad if I said yes?“

   Well, at least he seemed to have found some amusement in her question if nothing else. It was kind of a rude question on her part, but she had been curious. For whatever reason, she hadn’t thought to stop herself from saying anything.

   "Sorry, that was kind of a rude question anyways,” she blushed.

   Wow, he must have been around for a very, very long time. He’s speaking of trading goods for services and that sort of thing has been out of practice since long before she was even born. She was a child compared to him, not that she was that old even for her own kind. No for a Siren she was quite young.

   However, she could use to being called a rivulet, she knew what he meant by it, but for whatever reason, it didn’t bother Chisa.

   The fact that people enjoy the thought of being enchanted was something she had to agree with. Having lived all of her life outside of the sanctuaries, she had witnessed many conversations and discussions of mortals wishing they weren’t human. They wished for a lot of things they simply didn’t just understand.

   "Mortal’s have always been attracted to magic. Even if their responses are less then positive sometimes.“

   This was a known fact. With what she had heard and even what her parents had taught her she was aware of just how careful she had to be around them.

   Looking over her eyes finally caught his for once. She had looked into his eyes numerous times but had never had him actually focus on her. He was always looking somewhere else and his eyes were beautiful.

      He laughs a little at her question – no, it wasn’t rude. A warlock finding someone’s question rude? Would be rather hilarious. He’d been around for so long nowadays that if he found something as simple and standard as that rude, he would spend his entire life irritated.

      In fact, he couldn’t say he remembered the last time he was upset. He wasn’t easy to startle let alone anger. He’d lived for far too long. “You’re just fine, Rivulet.” Juuzo reassures her with a quicksilver smile, before looking at everything in front of him again. He’d already figured out where she could live, what was most convenient for the siren… he already knew the neighbors and how she would generally be perceived. So? Luckily, she should adjust just fine. “Ask as many questions as suits your fancy. I’ve a learned to be patient with the young that come to me. I wouldn’t be in this line of work otherwise.” He laughs a little then – basically offering her a free pass if she had things she wanted to talk about.

      “Though, I suppose since I have you here I should warn you – we really do have all sorts here. A werewolf is part of my police force, we have a few pureblood vampires, a young faie youth with ties back to angel-hood. It’s a sanctuary, but? We have all types around, do you believe you’ll be able to handle this sort of diversity? I know some have requested transfers to more… specified Safe Havens. However, Orsus doesn’t specialize in any type of the Folk. We do our best for everyone who comes our way.” This was coming from the man who literally used his magic to form and create this place – whenever a new challenge came his way, he made it work. Such as getting Grave-Dirt delivered for some of the vampires, or dealing with the lack of plants necessary for a forest nymph. He did everything in his power to make this place a safe haven – but that didn’t mean everyone worked well with one another. So? He had to make this disclaimer.

       He had to sigh a little though at her next comment.

       She wasn’t wrong. CHISA had hit the NAIL on the HEAD with that one – mortals were often fascinated with magic. Others tried to pass on it as miracles or F A T E. However, humans could be rather CRUEL when they came across it as well. < The W I T C H Trails > came to mind in specific.

      “They can be fascinated with the beauty of it, and other times… because they don’t understand it, they fear it. And that fear creates the need for violence. Humans… are such odd creatures for that reason.” Humans – unable to deal with the differences they find in their own kind, can barely be trusted to keep a secret let alone live alongside the FOLK. Eventually they would ether want to harness their abilities or they would try to crush them, to eliminate a threat. Either way, it wasn’t pretty.

      And neither was this… strange sensation in his chest. For a moment, he put his hand over his chest – over his “HEART,” supposedly.

     He had no confirmation of that – until now.

      ‘… what?’ For a moment, his brilliant, gem-like eyes just focus on the table in front of him… with his hand on his chest, he probably looked a little panicked. However, as old as he was – he recognized he probably was looking strange, and corrects his behavior quickly. Smiling slightly at the young SIREN, before shuffling his papers together. “Alright, Rivulet. Do you want to go check out the area you’ll be living in? I have the keys to the place that you were approved for.”

❛ KAMANOSUKE!!!! Have you ever sneezed so hard that you knocked down a tree or something? ❜

       The moment she started yelling he knew this conversation wasn’tgoing to go well – he could feel himself cringing visibly at the others obnoxiousyell. Not to mention, when it finally “CLICKED” to the Brave of Wind what she’djust asked???

      Annoyance shows visibly in his features.

      Really? Really?? RE A L L Y? ? ?

      These were the sorts of things he was going to waste histime with now? ( And let me premise this with: And they have been getting along– well, okay??? Lately? ) “Seriously, bitch? You hunt me down, screamat me, and asked me something that goddamned stupid?” Welp, their goodstreak can’t last forever – if they don’t have moments like this every once anda while? The rest of the BRAVES would wonder who these imposters are.

      “Have you ever sneezedso hard you put out the goddamned sun? Have you? Because whatever your fuckinganswer is? Then you know the fucking answer! Now get out of here before I kickyour ass!” Kamanosuke has become a bit better in the teamwork department.And? To be fair, the two of them have gotten along surprisingly well for the last while – it was about time one of themblew up.

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// cassim - verses

{ Leader of the Fog Troope } –                   ( ver ) .fog╰☆╮(❝Cassim❞)

      This is his canon main verse ; Bitter and angry at his adopted “brother” for leaving him to live in comfort, while he and his sister were left to rot in the slums, Cassim has made himself the leader of a group of thieves and bandits. They are a loyal little crew, even if they don’t have any real training. Cassim has done what he could to even the odds – Betraying his adoptive family, and destroying the castle where Alibaba grew up. It had been by chance that they’d run into one another again, and though part of him had actually been happy to see him again … It wasn’t enough to calm his anger. Even if he had encouraged the other to move out, he feels betrayed, and was willing to do anything to get revenge. Including accepting a rather dangerous weapon… And attempting to over-throw his home country.

{ What Could of Been ??? } –                   ( ver ) .zero╰☆╮(❝Cassim❞)

      Despite knowing what it could mean to the other - for the other, if he went with the kings men? Cassim was desperate not to lose his “brother” Alibaba. Begging him not to leave him or Mariam alone in this desolate streets. Alibaba is the only real light in their life remaining, and fearing what’d happen if that was taken away from him? He abandoned his pride and begged the other to stay with him. To stay with Mariam. And? Against the odds, the family stayed together.

{ Together, Forever } –                   ( ver ) .bonds╰☆╮(❝Cassim❞)

      Despite their ups and downs, when the two ran into each other again - despite the betrayal that caused Alibaba to abandon his home? When they finally were able to talk, honestly talk, they were able to come to terms with everything. And? As time passed, Cassim requested to join him and the others in their adventures - Eventually becoming a Household Member, alongside of Morgana. It took a while for him - and? He’s still learning the ups and downs of it. But? He’s trying hard. ( and giving the whole team crap along the way. )

      He is also attempting to learn court mannerisms and such. Aiming to become something of an adviser for Alibaba. ( Still bitter about his experience with Ja’far, his main goal is to become a better adviser to a King then the former assassin… )

{ Barely Alive } –                   ( ver ) .shattered╰☆╮(❝Cassim❞)

      When all was said and done? He barely survived his crimes - and left barely alive? He doesn’t really know what to do with his life. He is damaged and his body will never entirely recover from what he did to it. From transforming the way he did. Will he survive? Will he die? Honestly, he doesn’t know. Nor does he know which would be better. For him… or for anyone else.

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