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   boy do you love messing with people â you could be easily making friends but somehow the idea of just disrupting someoneâs day sounds more enticing to your broken thinkpan. so you float up to the nearest person and flash a big, unassuming happy smile.
DAMARA: CONGRATULATIONS. DAMARA: YOU ARE WINNER.
      â  iâm a winner? i donât remember putting my name into anything, not even those stores that ask for it in exchange for drinks...  â   ----- his head tilts quizzically, looking behind and around him to see if heâd mistaken her words towards someone else. itâs a bit hard to tell where exactly sheâs looking, and without the thought that seimei constantly nags him to remember, hesitantly waves a hand rudely in front of her face. she can see, right?
   iâm still working on the replies that i put on hold from before the event, so while i work on those, would anyone like a starter?Â
ONIHANAS ( zakuro )
    PARALLEL SPIRITS ! Of different lands but of akin nature. A dark brow raised at the archerâs words. It was not often she was intrigued by an acquaintance in such a way. At the mention of the military the halfling chuckles breathily into her palm. â I canât say we were on very good terms with the military either until the ministry was created and even now our relations are strained at best. â Repose returns shortly after yet the ghost of a smile remains on her lips. â Yes, well I wouldnât be too sure of that. There are quite a few rowdy youkai running around in the Cotes Ward. They might not be as overt as what we are used to do but they are mischievous due to being unbridled for so long. Although, I canât say I mind a bit of a break from more troublesome adversaries. â
      â  ah, so thatâs one thing that is consistent: they just hate everyone, i guess. we can bond over that fact, at least, that they seem to be in a world and clique of their very own. itâs sad, really.  â   ----- shoulders slump with a groan which then dissipates into a sigh, fingers rubbing circles into his brow bone then to his temples and finally dragging down his face to leave the slightest red tracks along his cheeks.   â  I was hoping that you wouldnât bring those up. they will be fine, i hope, the others seem to have more fun with them than be terrorized. something about an obsession with spirits and ghosts and the like is a shared trait.  â
      â  and some of those youkai, i know. a few of them are nothing to be worried about, but there are a handful who are a bit troublesome. i might just avoid them for the time being. for my sanityâs sake.  â
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Talon like nails extend in haste, swiping at the passerby who so rudely ignored Shutenâs hegemonic presence. They dig into Hiromasaâs shoulder, snagging strands of hair in his abrupt yank and drags the imbecile off the street. Pale lips peel back over jagged teeth in a portentous smirk as the Oni slams him into a brick wall.
  â HAHAHAHA! Now this is just laughable. â Venom seeps into every snarling word. â I can understand these thieves wanting Ore-sama and maybe Seimei but they must be ignorant and blind when they nabbed the likes of you! Pathetic. â The invasion of personal space is meant to rattle and disturb as Shtuen stands dangerously close, nails biting mortal flesh in his ever compressing vise. â Youâre going to tell me everything you know about this realm or else Iâll start breaking fingers. â
  thereâs a surprised gasp that gets caught in his throat, resulting in more of a hiccup than any cry for help that he should have tried for, given the unpredictable nature of the island. any eagerness bounding at a familiar face is squashed by the realization that itâs not one that he would be excited to see regardless of their current situation. his fingers pull at the hairs clamped between the oniâs fingers and his shoulder, hissing in annoyance, the sharp pulls at the skin, and he barks.
      â  what the hell is wrong with you?  â   ----- a momentâs hesitation ( a beat too long, unfortunately ) passes before hiromasa shoves his defying shikigami away, elbow knocking against shutenâs jaw. pride puffs in his chest, angry and bitter at being talked down to. he makes his own show of jabbing at the other, palms flat against his chest to punctuate sharp words and the action alone emboldens him.   â  who do you think you are? i didnât take you for a dumbass, but just remember that i am also an onmyoji, the same kind that knew everything about you and got you beheaded. i have told every single one of the others all that they needed to know, and i can do the same for you when you show me some respect.  â

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âWhoa, so coolâŚâ Shirou Emiya wanted to be a hero more than anything else, and some could even say he was a fanboy of heroes. In the future, his rampant fanboyism would result in him knowing most of the myths of the heroes he faced as the counterguardian spirit archer emiya. At the moment though, he was still a bit clueless and immature.Â
He looked at the colorful person in front of him, their long ponytail, and tilted his head a little bit. He had stopped in the middle of the conbini to do so, forgetting about the food he was shoping for. The other person probably did not appreciate being stared at, but Shirou lakced the tact to pick up on that social cue.Â
âI donât recognize you at all. Are you a hero? What era are you from? Were you summoned as a servant?â Oh, the other had such an aura about them that he mistook them for one of the summoned heroes of his world, like Archer, Cu Culhainn, Arturia, now that he thought about it the people being summoned to this city from legendary stories in the past, it was a bit like the holy grail. It seemed he could never escape that kind of story.Â
      â  cool, huh? MAN, thatâs something that i missed hearing.   â   ----- there was a joking bitterness in the way that he clenched his fist, head shaking as if clearing misty eyes before his lips shifted the tight line of his frown into a barking laugh and relaxed his stance. awe was few and far between with this new flood of company, and the stakes were raised higher to get any sort of reaction at all. though, he didnât blame them: after seeing who the city could house, there was no arguing that some of the islandâs citizens were far more interesting than anything that he could have brought to the table.   â  i guess you could call me a hero! no one really does, but the sentiment is nice to have once in a while. â
     â  and iâd be willing to bet that the reason you donât recognize me is that weâve never met before this.  â   ----- his head tilted in thought, his own curiosity piqued at shirouâs questions; while they were a bit out of the blue, the archer was taken aback by the specificity. it seemed like heâd gone through these inquiries on more than one occasion with more than one person and that was enough to reel him into more conversation.
      â  from the books that iâve read, i think iâm from the heian period. and, er, what do you mean by a servant? like the working hands type?  â
OBAREUÂ (ubume)
     UNBOTHERED BY HIS RESPONSE ! Instead, she sees her inspection through till the end. A moment later she does unhand him, once she comes to the conclusion that the onmyoji is without injury. With relief she releases him, his protests falling upon deaf ears but she still nods slightly in response. â Is Kagura here, as well ? â She perks up at the name, for the yokai held a great fondness for the youngest of her masters. â I will have to check on her next then⌠â Completely unresponsive to his own concerns she drifts into her own flurry of worry.
    â Ah, but I suppose youâre right. Youâre old enough to take care of yourself â â Even though there was a glimmer of admittance she was sure to pull a stunt like this again in the future. One could not fight their true nature, could they ? â I am, Iâve been here for only a few days now but I have already run into Ichimoku Ren. Itâs concerning that they managed to gather up so many of us⌠â
      â  kagura is here, and she was fine the last i checked but iâm sure that sheâll appreciate your fussing more than i do. sheâs adjusting well, at least. hm, everyone always seem to forget that iâm the older brother for some reason.  â   -----  he doesnât mean to tease her as much as he is, the heavy dips and high vocal raises in succession emphasizing the sarcasm in his tone.  heâs well aware of how his team tends to chastise and check on him because of how childishly he acts, and heâs glad to see that little has changed since their shift from kyoto; it brings a sense of home with their fretting, as odd as it seems. her distress is laughed off and his prior pout is replaced with the crack of a smile.
        â  iâm glad i caught you before anything too big happened and it is worrisome that so many of us are here. but at least that means that seimei, yaobikuni, and the others are where they should be, protecting and holding up the front for us. i like the company, but iâd rather there be someone home to do what we canât. they can live with the comfort of having all of their abilities.  â
Hiding out inside an abandoned building does not make for a coward. Being outnumbered and forced to retreat does not mean heâs incapable of holding his own against the enemy. Sustaining damage and bleeding out does not mean heâs weak. Nikkari Aoe is simply over worked, under fed, and most of all tired.Â
Unfastening the shiroshouzoku from around his shoulders Nikkari sacrifices his garment by taking his blade and slicing through several long strips. He then halfassedly dresses the gaping wound by binding the makeshift gauze tightly around his thigh. His handy work is effective enough to stop the bleeding though heâll need proper treatment to stop the spread of infection⌠eventually.Â
Turning now to his (un)fortunate company, the waki lightens the mood with idle chatter.
  â Nice weather weâre having huh? â
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      â  this isnât the time to be cracking jokes!  â   ----- hiromasa has always been terrible at reassurance, allowing the panic and unease in his chest to bubble via harsh words and biting tone. he makes himself busy by stripping his own sleeves into makeshift bandages that he loops around his hands and tosses towards his newfound companion. seimei has always been perfect, a level-headed voice of reason who quells nerves and takes it upon himself to treat ailments. looking back on it now, the onmyoji wishes that heâd paid more attention to his first aid lessons when their leader attempted to teach, and the stinging in his throat makes his guilt no lighter.Â
  is this too much? too many bandages, too little help, too rough an approach? he doesnât know but tries his best to make up for his lack of knowledge with willingness to help despite how little he voices it.   â  we need to find you alcohol, thatâs what a friend of mine told me. to dump on that. do we, do we need to stitch it up? he said that you can use hair for that, i donât know. are you feeling okay, not lightheaded or anything?  â
LOTUSWORDÂ (kanda)
     â che! let me go you fucking leech! i told you to run, so run! thatâs all you have to know! â unfortunately, the door to the room opens before he can shake this guy off. it creaks slowly like a bad omen before giving way to a handful of shamblers. one of them steps forward, and just as he feared, it started bolting towards them with the speed of a raging horse, its dislocated arms and jaw flapping as it runs. without waiting for this guy to yell his surprise, kanda rips his hands loose and jumps through the window. â jump if you want to live, moron! â
      â  LEECH?? you know, youâre awfully rude fo-  â   ----- a startled shriek shakes his shoulders before heâs even able to process the zombie racing towards them. the appearance alone is enough to stop the beating in his chest, but as soon as the slow steps break into a sprint, his heart falls through the floor. fingers clamber to reach what has already slipped through the window, barely missing the fabric of his shirt and in a split-second decision, hiromasa surges towards him. the flustered archerâs landing is quite graceful for all the flailing heâs shown prior, feet hitting the uneven pavement with a heavy yet solid thud.
      â  wh- what was that thing?  â   ----- heavy breathing kickstarts his pulse to return, feelng the blood pulse in his ears as his legs give way, palms unfeeling even when the pointed tips of his arrows dig into them. the adrenaline jolting through his veins stops any awareness.   â  iâve never seen something like that before. are they shikigami? spirits?  â
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   im begging sb please bring in a seimei and yaobikuni kyotos crackhead saviors would b complete with them
LOTUSWORDÂ (kanda)
     â YOUâRE GIVING ME MORE REASONS TO DO IT! UNHAND ME! â kanda wouldâve kept going if not for a crash in the hallway beyond the door and the sound of feet dragging across wooden floorboards. his voice drops into a quiet hiss. â you just have to start fucking running. â
      â  R-RUNNING?? thatâs even more reason not to leave, you obviously know what youâre doing!  â   ----- his fingers unwind just a fraction, enough to scoot them both along at a manageable pace yet leaves room for him to catch up should this stranger manage to bolt as heâs been fearing.   â  i donât even know whatâs going on!  â
ARCHERSÂ (tristan)
    âPerhaps they have their own reasons for doing so⌠why assume that youâre the issue?âÂ
      â  huh... youâre absolutely right! maybe they just want to be eaten, then, if they refuse company.  â
TEMPERATESKIESÂ (ren)
No matter how hard he tried he could not dislodge Hiromasa from his waist. Giving another disgruntled tug before very nearly tripping over his own foot Ichimoku Ren plants a firm hand against the humanâs face in an attempt to pry him off.
 â Hiromasa! Please release me before I forcibly remove you! â
     thereâs a loud sound that even he cannot describe, honking when the shikigami practically slaps him point blank in the face and shoves. still, the effot goes unnoticed, and his grip tightens out of shere desperation at this point. thereâs no shame in being flustered by zombies.
      â  how can you do this to me after all that weâve done for you? you canât leave me out here to die, seimei will kill you and then ME  if that happens ! â
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     SHE RUSHES FORTH LIKE A STRONG WIND ! Without relent and filled to the brim with concern. Her wings carry her swiftly to his side where she then begins to dote like a mother. â Master Hiromasa, thank goodness youâre alright ! â With great relief does she take his face into her hands inspecting his physical state with a sharp eye. Often she was known for her completely disregard for personal boundaries but it all came from a place of great affection.
    â You havenât been hurt in my absence, have you ? â If an attack had occured without her knowing the shikigami was sure to be devastated.
     he makes a flustered sound, nose scrunching in time with a surprised squeak in the slightest bit of irritation as her hands find their way to smush his cheeks together like a child. thereâs a futile effort to swipe them away, but he should have learned by now that these shikigami are nowhere near being so easy. his chest rises and falls with slow breaths, shallow before gathering to a heavy sigh, relenting with the slump of tensed shoulders, back slouching to match the leveled bat of her wings.
      â  UBUME, i am not a little kid; you donât need to treat me like one. if anyone, kagura should be coddled like this, not me. iâm fine.  â   ----- still, he appreciates the worry, though makes no effort to show it as he continues to fuss.   â  iâve managed to make it without any monumental injuries. iâm, ah, youâre new here, iâm guessing?  â

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Everyday I wish upon the star for Ootengu to come to me, he never come so I draw him everyday as a coping mechanicÂ
           â  WHY DOES EVERYONE DITCH ME?? iâm not a bad partner, iâm a straight shot when i want to be!  â