#stitchcourse

     ❝ The first quinque was created by Adam Gehner and Yoshiu Washuu when they learned that they could use a ghoul’s harvested predatory organ against them. A life-changing, no, a life-saving discovery in my opinion. ❞ There’s a pause as she shuffles through diagrams of designs she’s been working on. Words scribbled here and there along the edge of the paper, sketches of possible weapons she’ll put into experimentation ( if she gets the approval of course, sometimes her ideas are deemed a bit too much ). Course she has a habit of never quite finishing a layout before she has an idea for another ( so many projects on hold - maybe she could go back to earlier designs and fix them up ). ❝ When in use, a quinque will release electrical signals to emulate how a kakuhou would release a ghoul’s kagune. I always thought quinque swords to be interesting, old school in a way, scythes also have an element of drama to them, I’ve always had admiration for those who can use them and make them seem weightless. ❞

     the INTERTWINING of lithe digits , a shoulder pressed firmly against that belonging to other’s ——— eyes are WIDE like SAUCER PLATES as he attempts to make out just what the other is glancing at over the mass of bodies before him that OBSCURE HIS VISION . [ they’re all IN THE WAY  &  standing on his TIP TOES does nothing to help him ——— he can’t even tell whether suzuya himself is looking at something or NOT ; he believes it’s the LATTER . ]     ❛      ne ? what’s going on ? are they having a sale on something ?     ❜     CANDY he’s guessing , or some other form of SWEET if that so happens to be the case . he remains unbothered for the most part , keeps half of visage hidden behind a RAINBOW COLORED SCARF .     ❛     we have this stuff AT HOME . do you REAAAAAAALLY need more ?     ❜  ( @stitchcourse . )

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          ❛     can i HELP you ?     ❜     he can feel it ——— the other breathing down his neck , can feel the short puffs of air that elicit from his person at every exhale . his eyes instinctively narrow some , just subtle enough so it does not appear that he’s irritated , for even if the other is aware of his falsified persona he wishes not to break character out of habit . he turns on his heel , quick , meets the younger’s eyes with a cutesy tilt of pink haired head  &  an index finger against a soft cheek . his facial expression screams naive bewilderment ——— crystalline optics scream unadulterated rage in the same breath . [ why he won’t just leave him alone is beyond him . ]     ❛     what do you want , suzuya - san ?     ❜     the inquiry is saccharine sweet , oozes with a fondness almost disgusting in its exaggerated approach ; there’s a faint flush of red ‘gainst his face but it is not caused from endearment / rather he’s angry . ( he can’t fight him . not now . not when there’s people around to witness it . )     ❛     i thought we already talked about how i didn’t want to see you around anymore . you’re not deaf are you ? you didn’t forget ?     ❜ ( @stitchcourse . )

                    it is then that his eyes     (     right , he lost his eyepatch in everything that happened     /     will need a new one now     )     glance over the visage of one suzuya juuzou. he looks almost like a stranger to him now , though he should have expected he would be here to greet him. he isn’t sure suzuya ever sleeps.          ❛           ah. you’re here.          ❜          was his voice always so hoarse ? he can’t remember.

                        STARTER CALL   :   @stitchcourse​

FINGERGUNS I WILL WHEN I’M NOT @ A CON BTW

            i am at home !!