#rakane

Me reading the manga: so that was a fucking lie

It wasn't uncommon for Vastaya to find their way to the Pit- he had a few Vastayan fighters with degrees of reliability and consistency when it came to truly brawling in the arena, a few who came in from time to time, others who fought regularly, familiar faces who raked in cash.

But it certainly wasn't as common as all the humans that came by, throwing blood money at blood and gore. One Vastaya for five hundred humans, making it all the more confusing when two had come in together. 

First, Ayako had brought attention to it, "Do you happen to know any bird-like Vastaya?" She'd ask, looking down from the balcony, their vivid colors marking them distinctly amongst the seas of brown and tan and black and red, still among the evershifting chaos. After all, they were not in a terrifying rush to make the most of every second of their existence. 

Sett noted them immediately, and decided to find them personally; after all, even if most registered him as 'human but with wolf ears', he was not unknowledgeable with the hatred, and yet desire, for the Vastaya. Desire that turned into obsession, and that turned to torture and capture of them, like they were but prizes to be won and kept on a pedestal until they gathered dust and decayed, forgotten entirely, even by those who adored them. 

It'd be best he stays near for a little bit, even if his own feelings were a little awkward about the people he shared half his blood with-- likely less, if these two were avian in nature.

A brief hunt through the crowds, a few knowing but concerned glances from the staff, and Sett found them quickly, scanning them over; Lhotlan, one appeared a bit more raven-like, the other a golden peacock-- Or perhaps a canary. They had to be together- the fact that they each had a skull on their shoulders, each skull with a few feathers from the other was more than a dead giveaway...

Putting on his best happy-face, wide-eyed and a grin so wide he could rip a face off looked like the happiest pup alive, who had never seen a moment of pain in his life. 

Only his size betrayed him now; people had fallen for him being a young but stupid fighter who got decked out before, he could convince them again.

You cannot really know who’s imitating the other...