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“Aw yes, please come and take me-” , the young woman left an extra pause in that sentences that was too obvious to be a coincidence and the smile cutting like a knife over her muzzle to show her razor sharp teeth in all their glory making her dirty joke even more obvious: “-to the next cantina and give me drinks. I am kriffing dying, I have kriffing died and now I am kriffing dead and walking on kriffing rotten hindpaws only to be revived by a strong arm to carry me over to get some kriffing drinks of alcohol to blast my kriffing overworked brain out of my head at best permanently.” The rhodian with the bandaged arm snorted quietly over Zivs horrible flirtline and the Tynnan winked at them cheekily, before she with nimble paws grabbed for a pack of dried bark and a small wooden case in which she put the rest of the ointment she had just prepared to give to her patient to use at home. There was a second of carelessness- the small wooden case was a inch away from Zivs paw and the next second it was in her paw with her thick fingers closed around it without her paw having moved at all, yet it was a second that was easily overlooked between the permanent mumble of the spacers and hangarworkers moving past the small square of cargoboxes used as walls and chairs for Ziv and her patients; and the hectic of the hangarhall rushing past them like waves of noises and moving bodies. The square of cargoboxes was an iseland of almost movelessness in the hectic ocean of spacers and hangarworkers floading by without a pause.

“Now, come, kriffing off with you.”, a paw on the rhodians elbow in case they were stumbling, she lead her patient outside of the square of cargoboxes with the pack of bark and the ointment in their long fingers. Purposefully she led her patient past Darius and then leaned her small back against one of the cargoboxes, looking up to the mans hidden face and fluttering her frostwhite lashes as innocent as she was definitely not: “Aw, yes please help me clean up. How could I ever say no to that kriffing  pretty, sweet smile of yours?” Wagging her tail as if she was an happy loth-kitten Ziv grabbed her rucksack, pulled a bottle of vinegar water out and  two piece of cloth from which one she threw over to the Mandalorian: “Well than, make yourself useful and wipe off the surface of the boxes- it would be kriffing bad if the person who touches them next gets an allergic reaction to the plant matter I am using to treat blasterburns, hm?”

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I like the eery vibe it gives me. It’s different to most of the seductive one’s I see around. I generally wish his face was more clear, but I like it~

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It’s not bad, but it’s not overly original. I always give points off for a hyphen tho, but two gets extra points off :/ I blame tumblr for that tho because tumblr sucks balls. 

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Oooh, I like it. It’s nothing outstanding but then you make up for it with the bg. Which is kinda weird because I’m wondering how the bg fits in with the blog but it just looks so right there, its strange. I also think its gross yet still right what is wrong with me.

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Okay, I’ll admit I don’t read much of it because its either Tendershipping or Bakura/OC - not exactly my favourite things. But I glance at asks. I’m quite the observer :/

He answers some things well, I shall applaud you for that. I like how he’s not ship central - even if there’s a few going on and I’m not a fan of them, I think they’re being done at a good pace. 

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Like: That he takes shit from nobody, which is how he should be. I like that you seem to be able to tell who your, shall I say, quite obvious anons are, and don’t make the character OOC and shippy just because said “anon” wants it to be answered that way. I’ve seen a lot lot LOT of people do this, even my beloved partner when his character was originally a playboy, and it just… I generally start to ignore blogs who put there OOC opinions/feels on a character and don’t make them say what they canonly, or at least somewhat canonly, would say. Sometimes you do do this, but not as frequently as so many. Its great, especially for a Bakura blog.

Dislike: I’m not exactly the best at grammar, but there are times I know someone is doing something, eh, wrong. Sometimes your sentences run on without a comma or full stop, so imagining Bakura saying these mouthfuls is a bit OOC. At least in my head, since he’s not one to say very much all at once, ya know? So just some minor grammar mistakes, which is something I need to work on too c:

I also think he needs some kinda ‘oomph’, like I said to Pegasus’ mun. Just having him about knives and killing is kinda stereotypical. But romance would be OOC. Just have some balance with those two and add in originality and you’ve got a great character going there.