#bornfromhcpe

This wasn’t looking too good. Not at all. 

“Okay, at this point you’re becoming just like me.” Tsuki grumbled, glancing at the mess.

“I think you might want... Well, rather, need something to eat and drink too. Surely you can’t think straight when you’re lacking the energy.”

“Is that a problem?” Bastion replied warily.

He had the clothes on his back and a terribly made spear pointed in the spirit’s direction. It had been an automatic reaction; Tania had drilled safety and survival into his head so he could at least keep himself out of trouble while she went looking for supplies and information. He’d been caught off guard. This spirit… He’d never seen one like this before. Either he was finally going mad or the Supreme King problem had gotten far worse than he could have ever imagined.

Because for some strange reason, this half dragon creature looked and sounded a lot like his classmate and peer and friend Jun Manjoume. And Bastion wasn’t entirely sure he liked the implications of this.

"Not in itself, no." Jun was cautious when he stepped closer, but that was just common sense in a place like this. The pitiful spear pointed at him wasn't the slightest bit intimidating to someone clad in dragon scales, but this form exposed enough skin that he didn't want to risk being caught off guard.

((I am so sorry for accidentally dragging you into this hell. But it's also amusing as fuck))

Jun rolls his eyes, not so obvious as that it can be easily identified as being for show, but still a deliberate choice. He shuffles the test hand he’d drawn back into his deck so as not to accidentally give away any of his secrets, then looks back up at Bastion.

If there was an altar dedicated to My Muse, what would your Muse place there as an offering? / @bornfromhcpe

   --- Dazai watches Byakko, Elise leave offerings and Demon Snow clean the altar. Oh, he already hoped that Arahabaki was not going to offer anything at all, why would he do it anyway? Still, he smiled.

Jun didn’t recognise the face immediately - and why should he, lots of people knew his name without him knowing theirs, that was just the life of a celebrity. He smirked and crossed his arms, striking a pose that wouldn’t have looked out of place on a poster or magazine cover.