#coatclown

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     “Where in the hell am I..?”   He’s been wandering for hours. This is why he doesn’t go on walks anymore, or at least why he shouldn’t. Thank god he doesn’t have work or school today. Days off are hard to come by, and this one seems wasted.

“............”

Upon being prompted to make his own move, Asura sat still as he bored his eyes into the small block tower for a full, solid minute. Thoughtfully concentrating? Falling asleep where he sat? Hard to tell with his face covered.

But finally he reached a hand out, carefully pinched his fingers around one of the blocks, and tugged-- well, there went the tower. He’d used too much force taking it out. Though it was difficult to relax when he knew his enemies were going to find him eventually...

       ❝ WOAH!! ❞   There is a spout of laughter from the blonde as she points to the clowns head.                  ❝  how do you get those things to stay up there?  ❞

“So you are the creation that my son has made for me to gawk at?...I’d say pitiful but even that is really pushing it-” 

assura headcanyons | accepting

Asura will either dislike you or grow extremely attached to you, depending on what happens during your first encounter with him.

for people he dislikes, he will most likely remain pretty suspicious of you, his suspicion only raising if you do anything sketchy

THUMBS RAN nervously over one another -- a POOR attempt to calm herself. It was RARE to find the weapon outside dorm walls this far into the night.Though there she sat, lonesome ( aside from the company that resided on the farther end of the bench ) and SCARED, waiting for a bus. A voice ( sweet as honey, yet filled with FRIGHT ) chimed -- hoping to make light of the situation.