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Was Masrur being sarcastic with him?

You must be the same Masrur cause the one Sinbad remembers is just as uncute in a weirdly adorable way as you are trying to be.

“So you’re older than me now?”

#ITS SIMPLE AGH MY MUSE #ic #frmragstoriches

"How old are you?"

“….”

He was only twenty-one but he was that huge?

This meant he was only a year older than Sinbad.

Why the hell did puberty help him out so much?

“Since when have you been twenty-one?”

#yeah #just #just fyi sin #frmragstoriches #ic

"Since... I became twenty one?"

Okay, sure, he wasn't the best of interrogators but even he could tell that was a dumb question, Sinbad.

"I was twenty last year and it's been ten years since I've been eleven." Just so you know, Sin.

“You’re, what, eleven years old? You’re supposed to have tons of growth spurts.”

Removing his hands from his waist Sinbad stepped forward to tug at the waist band of the fanalis’ armor and clothes so as to pull it towards him when he looked in.

“-the hell? Did you hit puberty too?”

#ic #frmragstoriches #we went there #its been done

"Sin-san, I'm twenty-one years old, not eleven."

If this Sinbad thought he was eleven, then it wasn't just that he was short as hell, but he was probably younger too.

Well...

He had seen stranger things.

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forazora replied to your post: “Masrur! How about a quick spar?”

Masrur’s quick agreement brought a grin to Sinbad’s face. Quickly Sinbad led the fanalis back towards one of their favorite sparring spots before Ja’far could see and catch them. “If you sit around all day you’ll become lazy!”

"I never said I wasn't before."

Not one to defend his own personality defects, Masrur readily admitted to it as he unsheathed his sword and spun it in his grip a few times to adjust his hand muscles to handling it once again.

It had been a while since their last spar... about three weeks? Either way, he hadn't really sparred with anyone else. Not that he wanted to, and it wasn't that he couldn't wield his sword at all, but he wasn't like how he was back in Reim when using his hands and feet weren't allowed.

#forazora #ic

“Wrong.”

“I’m the proper height. Did you have a growth spurt over night?”

#lets go there #frmragstoriches #ic

"Not really. I've passed the age of having another growth spurt."

"Masrur! How about a quick spar?"

Aren't you supposed to be working?

... he knew to ask, but then, he was never one to really refuse to spar with Sinbad, so he stood up, abandoning his seat in favour of picking up his sword instead.

"Sure."

frmragstoriches replied to your post: +places his hands on his hips and stares up at+

“You’re taller than I remember.”

"You're shorter than usual, in that case, Sin-san."

#replies #oh lawd #frmragstoriches

+places his hands on his hips and stares up at+

…

+crosses arms and looms over+

#ask replies #frmragstoriches #a muse haha wats that

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#damnit i have no muse for tumblr today #runs off to dw in tears like masrur runs away from sindria #ooc

foraz-saika

Where the Bruise Came From

foraz-saika

The loss of Masrur’s drink was one severely felt by the general as noted by the expression of abandonment Sharrkan wore as he watched the glass move away. Green eyes leaving his fellow general’s face the man chose to instead focus solely upon the glass until he was being forced to stand upon unsure and slightly wobbly legs. “Huh? Wai-Wait!” One more forlorn look was given to the glass until Sharrkan was stumbling forward, nearly tripping over his own sandals in the process, and being pushed out of the bar’s doors.

“I wasn’t done yet…..”

As they walked Sharrkan began to drag his feet, causing himself to become a burden on Masrur so as to reinforce his reluctance to leave. However, once the two turned a corner and the bar was out of sight, the swordsman was straightening back up once again so as to let out a long sigh.

“Alright, Alright. Just hold on.”

Fumbling for a grip on a nearby wall Sharrkan pulled himself to lean against the quiet building for a few seconds, forcing Masrur to follow after him due to the hold the other still maintained upon his uniform. “Let the world stop spinning first.” Even though his words could have been taken for worrisome that smile twitched once more upon the swordsman’s lips. Out here did feel better than being back in the building, the cold night air already cooling heated skin and freezing the droplets of sweat still sliding along the man’s cheeks.

“Quit movin’ around, would ya?”

And even though it was the alcohol making his vision mess up Sharrkan chose the chance to place blame upon the all too still fanalis for the dizzying motion his body was making. At least until the general was closing his eyes and leaning forward to bring the crown of his head to rest against Masrur’s broad chest for more support.

“Haa…I haven’t had this much in a while.”

#foraz-saika #thread } Bruise #ic

Jeez.

He really couldn't give it a rest.

But he didn't seem to control himself that well yet, so Masrur just held both of the swordsman's shoulders to push him back before he could fall asleep standing up.

He leaned forward towards him just a bit, one hand moving from his shoulder to slap Sharrkan's cheek lightly, keeping it there after to try and keep his head up enough for him to at least open his eyes properly.

"Oi. Don't pass out in the middle of the road on me, senpai." he chided in annoyance, the hand holding his shoulder tightening just a little to keep him from swaying.

Maybe it was the alcohol's own influence on him, but he found himself staring a bit too intently, studying that peculiar flush on the swordsman's face a little too closely to notice the hazy, mellowed expression that swan in the man's green eyes.

It was kind of captivating, really.

When Sharise was finally back properly upon her feet a few moments had to be given to her fixing herself back up. Flush dying down from her cheeks now that her navel was properly covered she hastily tugged at now slightly tangled fair locks of hair until it was safe to run her fingers through the strands again before pulling her uniform up to properly cover her bust. (Not that it really mattered beyond her just not wanting Masrur to derive pleasure from being able to see them.)

“If you don’t understand than what is the point in saying no? Just fight me once and be done with it.”

Breath exhaling the woman tried to straighten herself up to her full height as if to look intimidating when hands fell to her waist.

“I’ll let you off the hook today but this isn’t over.”

Mostly because she had just flashed him her belly button and the woman was still recovering from that slight humiliation. Even now her hands could be seen hovering over the spot on her stomach as if to offer more protection from any wandering eyes.

“You’ll have to give in sooner or later.”

#goldenlavaliere #OOPS YOU HIT THE ASSHOLE SWITCH #ic

"I don't think so. I don't have any interest in sparring with you."

He felt himself getting annoyed even further; this wasn't even about bantering anymore, and she was pushing his buttons of reason.

He stared her down, eyes narrowed so that his disdain for her behaviour could be seen.

"I don't care about your complexes, and I'm not about to spar with you to humiliate you. And if you think that you can win, then it's not because you want to appear stronger in front of anyone. You just want to show off." Attention was what she wanted, as she always had.

Apparently, copying Sin translated to constantly having attention and praise and being eye-catching. Knowing that she got all this from him, to Masrur, was just disgusting.

Being pulled off of Masrur wasn’t really the worst part of all this. In truth the girl could handle being so roughly manhandled without complaint. The problem that his throwing her about incurred, however, was the fact that as soon as she was hanging upside down her clothes were falling as well causing not only her lower half to become exposed but her stomach as well.

“That’s because you haven’t said yes yet!!!”

Leg kicking out the girl tried to kick at his hand holding her other ankle before a noise of embarrassment escaped when her bellybutton became flashed. Face flushing Sharise grabbed at her clothes, trying to cover herself the best she could.

“So put me down and fight me properly!”

#goldenlavaliere #never fixes the rest of her icons and uses the same ones over and over again #ic

Honestly, all this woman was, was trouble.

With a grunt that bade no compassion, he fliped her upside up again and set her down, removing his hands from her.

"I'm not ever going to say yes. I don't want to fight you."

Ever. If he could, he'd be happy to avoid her everytime she tried to get him to fight her.

"I don't know why you think you need to prove yourself to me. I don't care about you, or this weird rivalry you have with me, so let it go, senpai." he retorted, getting annoyed.

Sharise let out a loud exclamation, her thighs already burning from the amount of bruising pain Masrur’s pinches were leaving on her. But, rather than let go, the woman chose to instead press her ample chest harder against him, face burying into Masrur’s neck so that she could bite harshly into his impenetrable skin.

“What are you, made of diamonds?!”

#goldenlavaliere #IF YOU THINK HIS NECK IS HARD JUST WAIT UNTIL YOU SEE HIS DI-#ic

Even if Masrur attempted to ignore the nicely sized lumps of fat he was quite fond of being rpessed against the back of his head, what he couldn't ignore was the bite on his neck.

Without even a moment wasted, he reached back and yanked her forward by her shoulders, holding her upside down as he tore her from him with a strength he hadn't used with her yet, but damnit, she wasn't allowed to touch his god damn neck.

"Jeez, senpai, you'd think you'd give up after completely having your legs bruised and in transition to sagging."

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Sharise made a small noise of protest at that but she did not yet unlatch herself. Instead her arm’s tightened, the girl unfearful of causing the fanalis any pain while she struggled to get her way.

“If you dare do that again I swear I will bite you.”

#foraz-saika #it's on like donkey kong #ic

"Sounds like a threat tht I'll probably ignore." he rebuffed and began pinching, not affected by her arms tightening in the slightest.

If anything, it only spurred him on more and he was pulling and pinching different areas of her thighs entirely sure she'd not only be bruising but he'd end up streatching her skin so farshe really would have saggy granny legs.

Sharise only held tighter on, her face highlighted with a grin still as if she thought if she was stubborn long enough Masrur would give in.

“Then fight me.”