#calisvol

send me a pair name and I’ll tell you what I think it would be like if they had a child.

Name: toyoko ( girl ) & yoshihiko ( boy )

Gender: boy & girl [ twins. ]

General Appearance: toyoko inherited her mothers eyes-- glassy blue, while yoshihiko inherited brown colored eyes. they’re average in height. yoshihiko is lean and limber; toyoko is a bit pudgy. 

Personality: they’re both highly opinionated children. yoshihiko is soft spoken; he doesn’t like much conflict. however if his patience is being tested he will snap and speak his mind. toyoko on the other hand is one to resolve conflict and always finds herself getting involved in court affairs.

Special Talents: toyoko has an affinity for swordsmanship and horseback riding while her brother yoshihiko has a talent for poetry and arithmetic.

Who they like better: they like their mother more because they spend more time with her. they also like their father, but they’re not sure how to interact with him. toyoko likes her father more than yoshihiko likes him. sayuri urges them both to spend time with him. toyoko listens to her, yoshihiko tries, but he can’t bring himself to.

Who they take after more: they take after both of their parents. toyoko takes after her mother and her father, especially in the sense of fighting and combat. she loves adventure and can be defiant. yoshihiko is more like his mother, calmer and pensive. he doesn’t get along with his father as much as he wishes he could get along with-- so he keeps to himself.

Personal Head canon: when they’re both older, they will first set out to travel along the silk road, wanting to experience the world before taking up a position in their grandfather’s court. yoshihko will become enamored with what the rest of the world offers, and he will decided to move from japan and settle somewhere in china. toyoko enjoys the travel, but her heart is set on returning home. she wants to be a part of the diet, even though her position may be limited. she has an appreciation for what her travels have shown her and she wishes to implement the new customs she has picked up on.

name: alucard age: ~600 how well do we know each other?: *FORLORNLY STARES AT THE 6+ REINCARNATION AU’S WE HAVE- do you have a pet name for me?: Luna mea, my moon~ do I have a pet name for you?: I could have sworn it was something along the lines of…sugar daddy? Though the term eludes me… are you attracted to me?: *FORLORNLY STARES AT EVERY INCARNATION HE’S PINED PASSIONATELY FOR- why do you want to marry me?: *FORLORNLY STARES AT THE SIX REINCARNATION AU’S WHERE HE DESPERATELY WANTS TO BE WITH HER- big wedding or small wedding?: *limpid vampire whining– ; ~ ; do you see children in our future?: *WHINES LOUDER-

     “potions always require such odd ingredients.” such as the fine bones she has just nestled into the woven basket that hangs off of one arm - remnants of someone’s dinner. things that crave flesh linger in the dark corners of the wood but do tend to leave her alone. leona offers some odd form of protection by way of words to conceal and protect from those who might bring them harm and in return they let her live a quiet existence among their trees. “the amount of bone required is quite alarming.”

@calisvol || Starter.

She had chosen this church as a place of prayer, of sanctuary and peace. A place she can rest her weary soul when she feels too tired of her journey. Of her trails and tribulations. When will she find her answers? Questions flashed in her mind, threaded back to the past and dark memories.                      But god is a quiet man, rarely returning her answers vocally-but she studies for signs. Placing a kiss to her pendant, she rises from her kneeled position and places a light to a candle. The church quite, something she often found peaceful. Yet where had the priest gone?                       ❝ —–Father? Padre? ❞ 

[ Music starter ;; accepting. ]

Coming across those who have lost their way was a thing that became more frequent with the passing of days, and with the fading of the flame, there came more mindless Hollows. It was his solemn duty to provide comfort to these lost souls, even should his faith in their salvation waiver.

Whether this one in particular went Hollow or not, Undead or no–he would attempt some form of communication with him, as it seemed to the good saint that he, like many others, have begun to sink into despair.

this feels like a challenge 8IIIIIIIIII