oh   no,   she   found   the   crushed   remains   of   yet   another   rotom   phone.   the   electric   spectre   itself   glaring   at   ivor,   practically   bristling   with   ire.

" auau ... ! " quiet amazement flips very quickly to embarrassment ; anxiety ; fear as the little god realizes that she is entirely visible to this stranger . hanyuu instinctively covers her face , like that's supposed to actually accomplish anything , her face bright red .

@dancedelight sent - and mizuki places a tray of cupcakes down. "hey! my sister said i could share these with my friends! they're chocolate and vanilla!" ( from @tenshiclover ! )

" you . " shinji's attitude when he speaks is entirely uncaring . he's aware that it's rude to stare , and he's aware that he's picked a bad target at which to do so . he just doesn't care . ( call it half overconfidence and half a severe lack of concern for his own well-being . )

and he creates bloodied steps in the dirt — the light whispers of people made hushed sounding from building-to-building. akaza had already killed tonight, but he'd yet to find someone to devour — so it was as he entered home, after home, he would look upon the cowering families, before either killing or abandoning them.

unprompted. / always accepting!

unprompted. / always accepting!

and his history was thoroughly abandoned. there was nothing that survived such desolation, and that was just how it was. akaza's brow furrows at such a question, as if trying to hold it like a ball of clay in his hands.

"i assume i had a pretty boring life, up until i became a demon," thinking about his lord — while he could not remember the time he was converted, he looks upon the thought of it with a smile.

"it was always implied to me that i was given purpose through becoming a demon," laughter, "so i must've been pretty useless beforehand, right?"

send “you’re a monster” for my muses reaction. / accepting!

"i'm a monster?" came a question, as akaza was sure he could smell demon blood on her breath. what a curious thing — to be both marechi, and a demon-eater — however, it will take more than that to intimidate an upper moon.