#scion-dragon

Why was the werewolf approaching this dragon? She hadn’t even thought about that at first. But those golden eyes seem to gaze up towards his own with a spark of curiosity, more so the reason why she approached.

In his chambers he sat, bare from the waist up as his fingers unconsciously trailed an old scar along his left shoulder. The bright full moon provided the only light source, seeping through the shōji that was cracked open before him. There was something about that night, a tension in the air that kept him on edge.

Footsteps soon approached before the doors were slid open wider, his eyes immediately landing on the seized weapon. Such craftsmanship... it’s admittedly enough to intrigue him-- but not so much that pathetic excuse.

“Clearly your persuasion skills are lacking.” He spat, rising to his feet and pulling his kimono back in place. Having decided to see it for himself, he simply pushed past the guards and headed for the cells.

...

There the swordsman eyed their sole prisoner, barely addressing the two subordinates keeping watch. “Leave us,” was all he commanded. And once they were alone, he stepped closer.

“--To come to Shimada castle alone... you are either bold, or incredibly foolish.” Genji sized the other up, able to distinguish those cybernetics in the darkness first and foremost. An assassin no doubt.

“苦情のように聞こえましたか?”

The tone of words he releases is untypically soft, quiet as the sable brow lightly quirks along with the question. Seldom did his gelid sight was so lukewarm - with the mismatching hues observing the cyberninja, sharp mind is still hazy under still veiling it sleep, too brief to bring any visions. Of course, he would be prone to take some advantage... Not that the sovereign minds, allowing such liberty among yet tranquil expanse of royal chambers while his ageless sheath remains vestured only with the niveous coverlet.

➶ Hanzo squints. “What the hell is Minecraft?”

“Is this not what humans do to show their affection for one another?”

“Indeed... But this is a little bit too much, don’t you think?”

@scion-dragon

Jesse hadn’t been too sure about moving to Japan. but there wasn’t much of an option for him. His adopted family wanted to, and he didn’t get much of a say in it. He adapted well enough, learned japanese and went to school, although entering his teen years his rebellious side and the fact that his adopted parents didnt’ exactly LIKE the fact that he was bi left him out of the house more and more.

He was fine with it. At seventeen he was out on his own more than anything else, hanging out or staying with his friends in a beautiful little town called Hanamura. Hanamura is where he met Genji. HE didn’t give his last name, and Jesse was fine with that. Genji was fun and they got into plenty of trouble.

It was through Genji that Jesse met his brother, Hanzo. Oh and that caused all the stir. He found out that apparently they were a rich and powerful family and that Genji was the black sheep and bla bla bla, Jesse stopped paying attention half way through the rant because he was distracted by Hanzo’s pretty lips.