#allseeingbookworm

|✍ | ~ War scars. The words caught her attention, and she fully dropped her hands back to the sides of her white skirt, playing with the edge of it in a semi-nervous manner. Instead of looking at him, the brunette made it mandatory to look at the ground and contemplating what had just left his mouth.

❝ Oh… ❞ She hated wars, disliked too much violence in one place in general — unless it was ultimately necessary.

❝ D-do they mean anything to you? ❞ Hopefully I’m not invading your privacy.This was ridiculous, since whatever he was taking about was most likely far in the past. Why did she make it her job to let it affect her emotionally?

The older man noted this, being one rather observant, probably being a trait that came with his quiet nature. Her question honestly took him by surprise, but he makes no indication.

“Yeah...” eyes glance away, if only for a moment, as a wave of memories would rush in. “They do. But, eh. That’s long in the past.” 

There’s a small sigh, before eyes would fall upon the woman again.

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Jackie looked at the smaller girl, an unimpressed look onher face. If she hadn’t meant to offend then she shouldn’t have spoken. Years inCelene’s crew had made that so damn obvious to the brunette, people tookanything and everything seriously. In a way that would be funny if they didn’t livein a world where life was something that could be so easily thrown away.

“You didn’t mean to hm?”

Lifting her sunglasses down so the petite girl could see howmuch she’d actually offended her. Perhaps if the shorter woman realized howdispleased she’d been with the (assumingly) throwaway comment.

“Fortune favours you, darlin’, if it had been any other day Iwould have slit your throat, rather happily at that.”

She let a yawn pass her lips, there was something so damnenjoyable about making idle threats and knowing that she was serious with them.She’d killed a person for less, after all. Just because they’d had a prettylittle price on their head or because an old friend of her mother’s had askedher to.

▲: how our muses first met

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| 微笑 | - He was out of cigarettes, and as he brought his usual pack of 'King-Ground', he also grabbed a a bottle of shochu and two packed lunch box. As he walked out of the convenience shop, he was amazed that he haven't slipped once. Until...

BAN-DUMP!

Accidentally stepped on his pants, he fall face-first on the ground.

Groaning out as he lifted his head, he was met with the sight of the panties of a woman before his sight. 

His jaw dropped down and almost flustered, he get up -- face burning red as he tried to form words from his stuttering mouth.

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 Does it upset you when people don't respond to...

I haven’t but I will respond to it its just im mobile atm ;-;

"I did a module on time travel last week on the warlock diploma course I’m taking."

Time travel was a tough subject to bring up and considering how it had to remain a secret for the most part, he usually tried to stay away from it as much as possible. However the boy had been trapped in the past for a long enough time to want to vent about it, at least for a little while. Unfortunately for the woman, she was the one who now had to hear him complain about it.  

Aurora smiles, looking down to the shorter woman before twirling the ribbon that matched closely with her hair. 

The blond recognized his opponent. His other self had always been keeping track of fellow pirates, carefully - almost obessively. So it only seemed natural that Hakuba got his share of informations as well.

Not that it mattered. Name, reputation, bounty - it all meant nothing once he cut the other down. No words needed either, since his voice wouldn't reach them before his sword does.