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“It’s a secret family recipe. You won’t find it anywhere else.”
@falconstance
“Family recipe?”
Kamiizumi was intrigued immediately. Anything sounded better than constantly eating rice gruel on a daily basis.
“I would be interested in knowing more about it. What are the ingredients? How do you prepare this dish...?”
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【 meme 》 @falconstance 》 accepting 】
❝ are you feeling my hair up or are you needing to hide in it again? ❞ jean asked casually, but intentionally wanted to have yew react. but the memories of having the shorter boy hide in his hair ( but it worked! ) is always a funny one.
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❝ tch, you have no idea. none of them i considered a friend, yet they all easily believed this acting i did in front of them, as if my smiles and laughing were real. sure did make this easier for me to kill them all with their guards down, that’s for sure. ❞ jean’s words carried truth: he truly didn’t hold any remorse for his actions. no, not after all that the shepherd and his disciples have done and having the gall to say it’s done in the sake of ‘good.’
❝ you’re so blind to what’s really going on, yew! ❞ jean exclaimed, now pointing his rapier yew’s way, every bit serious to make the shorter boy join with the others on the ground. ❝ your father must have painted you a pretty picture to what really goes on. like everyone is so happy, as well as the seraphim, but you’re still in the dark. it doesn’t help that you decided to follow along in his steps. ❞
shaking his head, jean stepped forward. ❝ i’m going to end this right here, right now. so fight, yew! fight me like you mean it! ❞
❂ Where'd you get the idea of writing Lenora? What made her stick?
My Muses literally are born of their own volition. I started toying with the idea of a personification of Love and boom, the details just started pouring in. What makes her stick is just how easily she can fit into so many scenarios, and how I’m still trying to put together details of her past. >U<
every corner that jean passed, he could find another student with their nose in a book, muttering things to themselves, and a snack in their other hand, wandering the grounds until their next class; but this scholarly atmosphere isn’t free from rumors and idiotic acts of courage to prove oneself. one such example would be climbing the tower then back down, though most seemed to not even go along with the idea. jean’s heard of it, but never felt the need to go through with it, since why would he have to prove his courage anywhere else but in battle? so, he ignored it, readying himself for the plan, up until a certain night.
being a nocturnal type of person, jean began to make his way to his dauly night stroll, but didn’t make it past the bridge as a group of students lined up along the way, their attention turned up towards the top of the tower. it didn’t take a genius to figure out what’s going on, but perhaps it could be interesting for once.
❝ what’s up? ❞ jean asked, faking his curiosity to seem like he cared, his gaze too turning up. most of his classmates knew how young jean is, but he brought laughs to nearly everyone when they didn’t irritate him, but they also knew not to mess with him as they’ve seen how he is with a rapier.
❝ the geneolgia kid tried doing the test of courage by climbing the tower,” one of them, a three star, answered. hearing that name, jean turned to make sure that he hadn’t been mistaken but there surely wasn’t anyone else even close to having such a prestigious family name like that around here. ❝ he climbed it up earlier, but it’s been over an hour and he still hasn’t come back down. we’re not sure if he fell over the edge or what. ❞
‘how thoughtful,’ jean thought, saying out loud, ❝ it’d be pretty bad for you lot then if he fell over the side while you were watching.” at pointing out that fact, the others cursed lightly, realizing their mistake. ❝ aw hell, he’s probably stuck up there and not knowing how to get back down. better get up there, and help him down.”
this is it. the chance he’d been searching for. climbing up, pointedly ignoring the fact that the students left quickly as to not get caught in what could happen, keeping his mind trained to not slip up and fall down to his own death, jean knew that this little step could help set up everything that will happen in the future. the school semester barely started, but quite honestly jean felt that an opportunity had fallen into his lap to speed up this meeting to get it over with.
--and it appeared in the form of a small shaking frame, gripping tightly to the stone decorating the tallest point as if his life depended on it, as jean worked on being able to stand on his own two feet after climbing all the way up. ❝ hey...” he said lowly, raising a brow at the sight in front of him, ❝ don’t tell me you’ve been up here this entire time like this? you know, it’s not that hard to climb back down. ❞
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Sleepless
@falconstance
Kamiizumi could not sleep. The wound he’d gotten from that young cat girl ached, and then there were also the thoughts he had about said girl. Was he upset about the fact that she manipulated Tsubaki to attack him as well as the others? Yes.
Did part of him still worry about how that girl could be by herself like that? Yes.
But surely, given that she’d attacked Yew in the others, that meant that she was affiliated with the Grantz Empire. Part of him still felt foolish for letting her get so far as to actually get a hit on him. Then again, he shoudl have seen it coming, given that it was definitely uncommon to see a little girl fishing in the middle of the ocean alone, no matter what the reason...
He sighed, sitting up in bed. Maybe a short walk would be al...
No. He barely supressed a groan at the wound. Its soreness still radiated in his body. It was a lot worse than he thought...a sigh escaped him as he shook his head, lying back down in bed.
“How could I be so careless...?” He murmured aloud, not realizing that someone passing by his room could overhear him.
“Please let’s just go back, please.”
【 rp starters: betrayal 》 @falconstance 》 accepting 】
❝ forget it, yew, nothing you say will change my mind! ❞ he yelled, glaring hatefully at the shorter boy for his continued endeavor to make jean give up his plan. if he does this, then he can erase his doubting self; can erase the time that they had been close friends. ❝ what is it going to take to get it it through your thick skull?! if you don’t fight back like you mean it, then none of this has any meaning! ❞
he knows that yew can be strong; and he wants that strength to be used against himself, to prove it all once and for all.
@falconstance
❝ i said no gravy with my meal today, and what is this that i see? ❞ he asks rhetorically, pointing at the offending food -- yew’s favorite -- next to his fried mushrooms. jean couldn’t deny that yew’s gravy is the only he’d eat, but sometimes he wants a break from it too. ❝ gravy. yew, i’m three seconds from flinging it towards you. ❞
