#vindarslio

“Linhardt?” Of all the people Sylvain had expected to see at the gates to his estate, the person who he had just been about to leave to go and find was probably among the most unexpected. For a moment, he wasn’t even sure if he was seeing things right- his bag slipped off his shoulder, and he blinked a couple times. The tired, pale figure leaning against the gates didn’t disappear.

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“...Yeah. That’s what happens when your husband busies himself with paperwork instead of paying attention to you,” Niles said, no real malice behind his words. Just a slightly sharp tone, one that indicated his distaste for how hard Shura worked himself.

So That Kiss…. - Accepting! - @vindarslio

He raised his hand, pointing one finger in the air to gesture for Asugi to be quiet, meanwhile he scanned the area, ensuring their safety. That the remaining enemy spies had been taken care of.

With his mind reassured, Shura finally turned his attention to the younger ninja, a deep frown between his brows.

“These were high-ranked enemy spies, what in the world possessed you to go after them on your own?” He asked, not exactly scolding the kid, yet keeping his voice stern as he wiped his bloodied hands on his cape.

Not waiting for a reply, Shura began examining Asugi, carefully making sure there were no severe injuries present.  

“Hey, I think you’re forgetting the fact that I’m a pretty high ranked spy in my own right, yeah?” Asugi huffed. “I think I know if I can take on a few shitheaded Mokushu ninjas. They’re nothing compared to the might of Igasato!”

The rain season had…The rain season had hit just in time for them to have finished the most important of their construction plans, and Shura couldn’t help the small swelling of pride in his chest as he watched his dream visualize in front of him. 

Kohga wasn’t even halfway there in completion, but the village was getting bigger. More people came to settle down, and income in trading had turned out to be a success. 

With a tired smile, the former ninja watched as the rain poured from the sky, but behind that, his home was being rebuilt. A dream he had never thought would ever happen. 

Though, a sudden flash of teal caught him by surprise, and the man that colour belonged to surprised him even more. Walter? But what in the world was he doing in Kohga? And out in the pouring rain like that? 

Heading out to the porch, he called out for the other man. 

“Walter? Walter! Over here!” Shura didn’t wait for the other to reach, however, and waltz into the downpour, gently taking his arm. “Hey, it’s me”

Walter was so embarrassed! He had planned this trip out for weeks, yet it just seemed for it to be his luck for everything to go wrong at the last minute. 

The small carriage he’d taken to make the long trip from Nohr to Kohga had broken a wheel just a few miles away. Though he really shouldn’t have been walking on his bad leg for so long, he was certain he could get there in an hour’s time or so while repairs were being made. But the, the rain started.

Y’know. He was pretty sure by this point that Celica was trying to give him an early death.

The latest tag along to their little gang definitely didn’t look like he belonged in the desert they were trekking through. All those layers had to be killer. But the man was capable and efficient and there was something about him that nagged at Saber’s worry. Too slippery to have worked as just a knight. No, this man had something else to him and Saber wasn’t sure just yet if he liked it.

"Quite frankly, I think both you and Iago are idiots. There must be a less upsetting way the two of you can settle this?"