#swordanew

The most recent battle between the allies forces of Uchiha and Hagoromo against the Senju and their vassal clans had incurred a level of destruction even they hadn’t predicted. Littered bodies from all clans pocketed the grassy plain, the stench of copper still lingering. Sensing one without chakra, Madara stopped his evaluation of the fallen and appraised the interloper. 

The crowning of Bayezid II as crown prince among the Ottomans had brought in a great amount of zeal throughout Wallachia as of late, but not nearly as much as how they celebrated the death of Dracula that had been plaguing them for decades. But amid the celebrations and the nameless obscurity Sypha and their friends were fading into--celebrations more for Dracula’s demise than their victory--the wizard was still restless. In southern Prahova had they made camp, firelight flickering across their features, not far from the main thoroughfare abuzz with movement. 

It was when sight of a black-haired, blue-eyed man caught their attention, distantly wondering if he had been separated from one of the traveling caravans of Eurasian peoples that had been sojourning along the Black Sea coast of late. 

     lids  rest  over  crystal  hues  for  a  mere  moment  of  two ... relaxed  from  the  daily  stresses  that  seemed  to  shower  her  as  of  late.      in  that  mere  moment,  a  thought  was  about  to  enter  her  mind,  until  it  was  broken  by  the  presence  of  a  stranger.  eyes  revealed,  she  flicks  her  gaze  up.

          “ was  there  something  you  needed ?? ”

"Kane-san, it's fine, it's just a little cut ..."

Working together in the kitchen proved to be disastrous as always. It seemed like the two off them were always destined for little accidents whenever they were within range of each other. Nonetheless, she holds still, so that he may apply the bandage to her pointer finger.

"Izuminokami Kanesada!"

"this isn't something you just casually ask people for, is it?"

Nonetheless, he asked. Politely. Sort of. Souza wrinkles his nose and then pulls Izumi over by the front of his kimono, placing an awkward kiss against his upper lip.

He blushes quite furiously afterwards, stating,