#kcguyahime

◭ Kaguya~

[When it comes to others who share divine blood, Ozy tends to be a bit more pleasant with them upon approach, at least for as long as they do the same. Primarily since such individuals are nearly non-existent in the modern era, all of them having died off in times where the gods began to separate from humanity. So, when he encounters someone like himself wandering about, you can be sure he’s going to auto zoom on that. The fact that Kaguya holds herself with such refine is also what makes things easier between them. She has the right amount of regality and the right amount of savagery and that’s especially what Ozy likes to see. One of the things that he does that is noteworthy is the fact that he actively visits Kaguya. It is so, so rare for him to do this, especially when he’s wandering about. Normally he’ll do things with someone around the city, but actually going to see them at their residence? 

This doesn’t happen.

          @kcguyahime​​ HAS SUMMONED A PRINCE | liked for a one-liner starter.

-narrows eyes at-

With a pensive look on his face, the teen unknowingly lifted a hand to his chin and hummed. He couldn’t believe that there were punishments like that... “So that’s how you get the cool detentions...” He can’t believe he’s been getting the boring type of detentions all this time! Unbelievable! It wasn’t surprising for a rule-breaker like him, he found himself Cú in detention plenty of times. But those were always in a classroom or the library, not a fascinating place like the Forbidden Forest. Also, he already is used to going there.

Suddenly remembering that he still was in front of Kaguya, the teen showed her a simple smile. “Thank you for the advice, Miss Prefect. As expected, you truly are smart.” Though he didn’t specify if he was grateful for being told to not get in trouble or because he now knew what to do to make his detentions less boring.

     ❝AH! KAGUYA-SAN! IT’S GOOD to see you!❞ Arash offered a large smile as he approached, already prepared to help her with the grocery bags she was holding. It was only proper manners, and his mother would huff and shake her head at him if he did not offer to help. Gently taking a couple bags from her (the heaviest ones) he held them close to his chest. ❝Mm, yeah, Kuro is off and about with his work today, but he should be back later for dinner at least. I think it serves him well to eat something other than ordering from some restaurant...not that I don’t think the food is incredible.❞ To Arash, nothing beat a homemade meal after a busy day. He liked to think that Kurogane appreciated the times that he did decide to come over and cook something. 

He had sought solitude, as he often did when feigning being summoned. Merlin had spent so much of his life in solitude-- rather he supposed he had spent all of it in solitude until Arturia, closed off comfortably for he had no need to find himself close to another. So it was then that when faced with a vast array of people (spirits and living alike) there were times where he reached a point of desiring the reclamation of such solitude, the need to continue in his isolation a lesson burnt deep.

Preference would always fall to meadows, to the quiet places at night where soft smell of grass and wildflowers permeated all which was around. It was beautiful and, in the thick of night, so often undisturbed. Yet not today, no, not today.

Near forlorn sigh sounds as he walked, bladed tip of staff cutting into ground below each step he took. A rhythmical act, one bringing him closer to whomever it was which had sought this place out when they should have been asleep. How bothersome this was! Still, smile graces delicate features as both hands settle to grasp his apparent walking aid. “Now what is someone like you doing out here at this time of night?”

your horrible.