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“You wish you were lost?” The girl looks at the other one with a bit of surprise before her amethyst eyes become soft. “That sounds terrifyingly lonely.” She admits with a soft voice. It is not her place to question his wishes or how he came to be in such a situation, but she does feel sorry for him. But his words bring a light chuckle to the surface as she nods a little.

                                  “I doubt many are made for such a life.”

But who is she to talk? Yona has lived for the past few months as a traveler and it seemed fine by her. Even if before that, she had lived in luxury. “I am not alone.” She explains with a gentle smile on her lips. “I just wanted to practice my archery.” Yona stands up and with an amused laughter she claps for the Ninja. “Seems you can take care of yourself, I can’t jump like that at all.” She hesitates for a moment before smiling again. 

“Would you want to come with me? My comrades and I might sleep under the sky just like you but we have a warming bonfire and some food that we can share with you.”

the green haired runs a hand through his hair upon realising how depressing it actually sounded. he had changed from who he used to be, but to make it sound that depressing was never his attention. ❛ aha ❜ he sings slightly in a singsong manner in an attempt to lift the mood.  ❛ well hasn’t this become depressing ❜ giving a small nod he adds, ❛ what i actually meant was that being lost sounds much better than the alternative i’m facing right now ❜ being lost meant that he had to find a way home, but now he no longer has that. he is lost without a place to return to. ❛ but details, details, ❜ genji waves dismissively with his hand to enhance the tone of the sentence. he still does not wish to talk about it.

upon hearing the red haired’s offer genji cannot help but blink. did he hear that correctly? had she truly offered him a chance to join them? ❛ are you certain ? ❜ is the first thing that comes to mind. was it really alright to invite a stranger like that especially when you just met?the green haired knows the offer is made with the best intentions and it feels rude to just turn it down. genji certainly didn’t expect he would encounter this offer. he only decided to jump into a conversation because deep down he realised that he had been isolated for too long and was actually wishing for someone to have a conversation with. ❛ hm... let me think about it ❜ though he soon finds himself smiling, ❛ just kidding, you already had me at bonfire ❜ even though he knows how to start a fire, a bonfire with more companions always did sound more appealing. ❛ of course, i’ll join you ❜ previously he would have bowed slightly when introducing himself, but after all that happened he decided that he would continue to be as casual as ever and decides to introduce himself with a hand gesture and smile instead.

„ Sure, I better send you their contact. ” he said softly to get his cellphone to SHARE the contact to him. It was even a simple name, sounded pretty much like a NORMAL family, with kids and all the jazz. 

„ There’s their phone and contact… if you got any question, text me and I will make sure to ANSWER you as fast as I can… also, if you feel something FISHY, just turn them down, yea? ”

❛ thank you, ❜ he says after he registers the contact information into his phone. he would have preferred if mccree could have made the deal and give the cat to them instead of him, but it seems that there is no other way. not that genji minds making the deal, he just hopes the family is well... open minded and aware that he is a cyborg. it’s probably going to be a brief exchange but sometimes he is still affected by the looks he receives from people from time to time. ❛ i’ll keep that in mind though i doubt there will be much trouble, ❜ after all, how hard can it be? 

        ❛  MINUS  when  you  do  that.  ❜

„ RIGHT. ” Jesse nodded taking a new cigar from his pocket and bite it to open it for himself, with a plain smile and looked at the cat and turned to the cyborg, with a knowing look. He knew he came to the RIGHT place. 

„ I need ya to look after it for a few days… got a MISSION and the new owners haven’t contacted me yet… could you do me this favor? ” he asked, leaning CLOSER, mostly looking at the cat, and briefly at Genji. 

               IT TAKES HER A GOOD MOMENT TO EVEN REGISTER that he had accepted her offer to begin with ; in any case, she was expecting him to be more likely to refuse the idea she placed on the table. Thankfully that didn’t seem to be the case — taking the length of his umbrella under her fingertips, she tucks herself underneath the plastic shield and lightly tugs on the metal in the direction of her house. “It’s this way.”

               Only when they had proceeded a couple of feet was she even reminded of a very important fact that she had forgotten in her own anxiety: this stranger did not know her name, nor did she know his. Her mouth had opened to quickly remedy that situation, but it seemed that he had the same epiphany as she did. With a quiet sigh  ( one of relief )  she pushes a lock of her ebony hair behind her ear and awkwardly laughs. “I-It’s nice to meet you, Genji. I’m Yonah.”

   the young shimada gives a brief nod upon hearing her name. not the type of name he hears a lot around here, however,  ❛  cute name, it suits you, ❜ his opinion remains the same. a blink follows as they reach the end of the street and stop at nearby a traffic light.  he looks left and right. there’s a slight moment of internal panic as he sees one of his clan’s signature cars nearing. he wonders if hanzo sent some lackeys in order to fetch him. doesn’t help his case either that he is using every chance to delay his arrival at home. it is easy to spot him, especially with his green hair so there is no use in hiding. that still, however, does not prevent him from silently cursing, wishing for the traffic light to turn green. 

More silence. The desert is starting to let up, thankfully; but still, she longs to be running through her forest again. Taking the silence as time to gather her swarming thoughts, Robin pressed her hand into her satchel to fumble with the coins she had promised Genji before they departed. The border was still ways away, but it was worth it to gain some coverage over this desert rather than the more perilous sands of Gerudo.

“How much longer do you think it will be?” She calls over the wind, hoping that there are no thieves around in the swirling storm.

         ❛  oh  !  come  on.  you  always  make  me  happy.  ❜

she remembers the curve of the seat and how she left a mark on it . the beginning of a terror that spells deep sadness . did she regret the scalpels that tore his veins ? to cure what grievances his skin contains ? she hadn’t mean for the empty and aching limbs , didn’t meant for the years wasted in the gray. she couldn’t undo the quiet thunder underneath his eyes or built what collapsed . ( unless the lord returns to them , then she will continue to GIVE , GIVE , GIVE ) ❛ one day , we can return . then , you can show me around ❜

she remembers staring at him at the side of the bed . Not the cruel quiver of his breathes , not the hollow gap in her heart just to realize what she done ; in spite of what she created , she regretted none of it . not one of the spiteful days she wanted to scream when he went on and off like a reaper and their deeds . never in the face of his stony silence , gazing against her with such anger , that she flinches . 

❛ i never seen a sakura tree❜ she says . and there she stands in the light , the branches echoing their greeting and being near to such divinity was a reverence . a grace that left her staring upon the sanguine branches .  

  ❛  that i can do  ❜  it is something he is still capable of doing. nothing had changed from the dream he had a few days ago. he dreamt of this place, of better days. a slender figure waiting on the engawa as she watches her youngest play with the temari she had gifted him three months ago. he remembers how the ball rolled past the gate, how he ran after it only to stop in his tracks once he got it. the sound of her voice making him turn around    watching the same view he sees now.  the shimadas are or rather were traditional (or old fashioned as genji preferred to call it.) 

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Result: the hard-boiled detective key characteristics: cynical, moralistic, brave, attentive

your view of the world may have been soured by your experiences, but you aren’t one to give up easily. your experiences have simply reaffirmed your moral code, and you expect those you interact with to live by it. you have a rough exterior that might make you unpopular. on the inside, however, you deeply care about the people who come to you for help, and will find the strength within yourself to help them in the face of insurmountable odds.

film recommendations: the big sleep, the maltese falcon, devil in a blue dress