#errantic

The workload usually lets up around spring, kids were refreshed from their break and the sun's warmth was finally capable of cutting through the chill. So how come only one week back to school, on a weekend, everyone seemed busy already? What Satoru didn't get was how everyone else seemed to be preoccupied with something whether special training or a mission, but he was free. His attempts to study in the library got quickly distracted by a string of texts from his sister, a lot of the usual life updates she liked to spam him with as if he cared, though it seemed she was out in the city. He responded to her between doodling ideas for formulas, until she started insisting that he go join her. Something about a really neat spell array she'd found.

Satoru was resistant for only so long until boredom finally took and he asked for her location and Hisako replied with the name of a park on the outskirts of the city. If nothing else, he'd have someone to bounce his current ideas off of. All his stuff got stuffed into his pack and he headed out on his own towards the exit of the campus.

It was surprising to sense a familiar presence approaching in the opposite direction, and Satoru waved to catch the attention of Suguru sauntering up the steps beneath torii gates. "Eeeeeh? I thought you were getting shipped out today, or did you finish that quickly?"

@errantic & @veilcurse ( ft. Geto & Nanami ) ! !

        " YOU TWO take that thing away with you ! ! ! ! "

There  was  a  hum  that  left  her  lips  for  a  moment.  Her  eyes  were  placed  on  the  other  for  a  moment,  and  then  back  at  the  mirror  while  she  looked  at  herself.  There  were  only  a  few  who  could  see  her  in  a  life,  and  he  was  one  of  them  --  sneaking  around,  she  couldn't  help  it,  a  hum  left  her  lips  as  she  turned  to  let  her  heels  click  onto  the  floor  and  walked  over  to  the  male.

Slowly,  she  placed  her  hand  on  his  chest  and  leaned  closer  to  him,  eyes  looking  up  at  him.

"  I  don't  have  to  wear  the  dress  if  you  want  to  cancel  our  plans?"  She  dragged  her  finger  down  his  chest  for  a  moment  and  placed  it  on  the  belt,  pulling  him  as  close  as  they  could  be.  Leaning  up,  she  pecked  his  lips  and  pulled  away.

"Kidding,  I  didn't  get  this  hot  for  you  to  ruin  it  too  soon~"  she  moved  her  hand  to  drag  her  hair  under  his  chin  and  started  to  walk  away.

for a few fleeting seconds, satomi was just about to smile and already starting to reach over, but suguru did the unexpected (not really) and told her no, which immediately made her frown. hurt and betrayed, and by her own best friend no less! how could he?! she gasped indignantly, immediately leaning in closer. so he wanted to pick on her, huh? she decided she'd be extra annoying in retaliation.   

❝ because i don't deserve to be told no! ❞ she really meant that, too. that was the side effect of her being an obscenely rich girl in addition to being blessed with a top-tier curse technique and good looks. granted, it was mostly those that worked within the gojo estate and members of the clan that wanted to kiss her ass because of her power, but still. suguru was her bestie! he's supposed to spoil her too! 

❝ c'mon, let me! i'm soooo bored and your hair is pretty. i promise i won't make it into a silly braid, okay? ❞ satomi didn't wait for his approval, already reaching for his hair. she hadn't even wanted to braid his hair that badly, but at that point it was the principle of the matter. her ego and bratty attitude refused to let it go. 

❝ i'll let you touch my hair too, ❞ she offered, blue eyes wide and lips drawn into her most devastating pout. 

🪙 —  Varrick initially asked Korra to search and take care of a bunch of mischievous spirits that regularly scare merchants on their trading routes. These instances are bad for his business, after all.

What he did NOT account for is that Korra would actually insist that he joined her out there, and that part of the route in question seems to go through a dense, muddy forest.

At the very least he gets to test his latest gadget, the Spirit-Finder. It is meant to function like his Airbender-Finder which, depending on whom you asks, makes it either visionary or just equally useless.

"Maybe I would seem less out of place if you mentioned to me that a part of this little... field-trip involved wading through a forest that smells like a wet badgermole. And before you say anything, it's not that I can't deal with any of that, but I like to know what I get into, and I like to be properly prepared."

The Spirit-Finder’s gauge is still stubbornly stuck in the red. Varrick sighs, shoves the device back into his coat, and pulls out a map the way a man draws a weapon.

"It's me, isn't it? The spirits are mad at me. That's why I had to come along personally." He squints at Korra, leaning in.

❝ you don’t have to do this, let me do it for you. ❞ -- @errantic (shoko & suguru)

she healed quickly, she had always healed quickly. a side effect really of her cursed technique. she healed fast, and she never got sick. it was like the second her body needed it, the rct kicked in and took over -- it flushed out toxins, it soothed away fevers, and it knit flesh back together and she didn't have to think about it anymore than she had to think about breathing.

she healed quickly. that didn't mean she was unfamiliar with pain. it had bloomed across her hips, the back of her head, the bottom of her lip, her elbows when she had been shoved against the wall of dim little club they had snuck away to by a few too drunk, too mouthy guys who didn't really seem to like the word no.

shoko would be happy to fight her own battle, even though combat wasn't really her specialty, she had picked up a dirty trick or too. it would really be kinder to fight her own battle, but she could still taste the blood in her mouth from where she bit her lip and she wasn't feeling too kind.

@errantic sent in:

i should give them a piece of my mind. (from ging @ gon!)

Gon raised an eyebrow at his father. This was definitely a side of him that he wasn't used to seeing. Was this jealousy that he was sensing? He wasn't quite sure, but he was going to find out. A smirk falls on his features as he was quite pleased to see his dad act like this. Especially when it came to him. But he wasn't going to let his dad hurt Leorio. Even if it was with just words.

"Dad, chill. He's just been looking out for me." Gon could say a few more things about that. But the last thing he wants to do right now is argue with the other. They had already been doing enough of that as it is.