ˢᵘᵖʳᵉᵐᵃᶜʸ

( Karnal, Judal: )

There were no pretty words or actions for war, only bloodshed and grief. Karna knew this best as a Ksatriya, but the sound of weapons clashing, the sight of bodies scattered against a war-torn battlefield, it was the closest the demigod ever felt to a home.

As peaceful as this realm has been, as much fun as he had been having living such a simple life, his life still remained at the tip of his spear, the son of Surya just waiting for a suitable commander to tell him where to point it.

With two others, although he didn’t quite know all the details, Karna was given a task, so it would be suiting for a Servant of the Holy Grail to obey without question or doubt. It was simple; covertly take out all enemies in the camp. Stealth war tactics were not his expertise nor did he approve of them, but he was determined to follow the directive to the last detail. Silently, he signaled the other two behind him to still their breath as much as allowed. For this to go as smoothly as possible given the apparent enemy’s strength, it was imperative that they remain quiet.

They had discussed the plan before the mission started. The easiest way would be to flank all sides with the three; Hau taking the west, Judal taking the east, and Karna would eliminate all north of the campsite. The demigod could not gauge for himself what their strength was nor how cooperative they would be, but he had already planned  for both situations. After all, he would be even more of a mockery as a king in his past life if he failed at leading and commanding armies. If one should struggle, he would aid them, but if one should act uncooperative, Karna would simply stop them with the full brunt of his might.

Once the enemy had began to head into their tents until not a single soul but the three remained, he gave the signal for them to start the mission before dashing quickly to his area

As much as the quest sounded exciting, the situation is similar to the Aether Foundation’s takeover with Team Skull Grunts or Team Rocket. Hau can’t help but feel a little nervous about taking a serious quest from one of the islander’s request.  Hau grimaced, the aspect of war was a little bit known in Alola except for the ones he heard in Kalos. Legendaries warring over who reigned supreme isn’t new to the Trainer. He was thankful Solgaleo and Lunala seemed neutral with each other, Save it for a fallen Pokemon named Necrozma. 

He doesn’t know how it happened but one minute, Hau was looking for some people to join with, other groups are already taken. Yet, he doesn’t know any of these guys. Judal and Karna, is it? The boy mentally noted. Geez, they gave me a Gladion or Guzma vibe but I should be concerned over this mission right now for the sake of good food or something. He was following Karna from behind along with the other. His Pokemon was kept safe for the time being in his Pokeballs because most of them are kinda misbehaving.

The trainer was home away from Koi and this new adventure is making him even more nervous and at the same time, exciting. It was not your usual day of being grouped into some guys you barely knew but he hoped that they are friendly to be. When he spotted Karnal’s signal, Hau nodded and immediately followed suit.

“Here goes nothing, West side here I go.” He muttered to himself in a low whisper.  The boy tiptoed around, and hoped not to awake any of the sleeping enemy.  For a moment, Hau felt like he was in a crazy cartoon doing stealth tactics around the campsite.

A determined look is shown on the boy’s face that he’s more than a kid. Once set, he looked at the other guy named Judal expectantly, waiting for them to make a move.. He wished them both good luck!

Acquainted with death far before any man should be, hands that appeared to have never worked a day were already stained in the blood of hundreds; tormenting and flushing numerous lands in war and loss came easy to the abhorred Magi and the desperate request of the smalltown villager pumped fresh excitement into withering veins. Had Koi remained so dull, the dark haired youth could only grimace at the thought of being complacent in his inaction with nothing more to do than dully practice magic; though paired with two others in his travels, Judal harmlessly doubted that they could ruin a simply stealth tactic. Whether one treads gently or wisely, it makes no difference once the first man is murdered in his sleep; therefore, like any war mongrel, he would be naught but cruel.

Perched upon his staff, idly floating with legs crossed and occasionally swaying, he idly waited with nothing but placidity upon his visage; gazing upon the other two in his group, the utter concentration each had towards the task at hand was nigh laughable— their victory had been preordained, there was no need to be so fretful. Grateful to be placed upon an island, he had already began gathering water to use at his disposal and he fully intended to use it to herd their foes in like cattle if they came to realize their rightful fate; it was only out of safeness to think so far ahead, especially after having scarce knowledge on either of his teammates. Voice low, he opted on a remark prior to their dispersal, ❝ So serious. . . Try not to piss yourselves, pffbt. ❞

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SNOW WHITE. jade trinket boxes. taste of iron. fingertips on a mirror.  yellow and green with envy.  long handled hunting knives. sewing by the window. combs laced with pearls and poison. an apple white one side and red the other. white doves. frosted glass.

THE MAIDEN WITHOUT HANDS. a blunt axe.  a ring of chalk. tear-stained cheeks.  sweet pears.  hands tied behind back.  shallow rivers.aching feet, walking for days. flowing gowns.  liquid silver. wax seals. blinding lights.

THE THREE LITTLE GNOMES IN THE FOREST. lukewarm bath water. sapphire butterflies. tiny milk snakes.  baskets of strawberries.  fat toads. sparkling snow. fur cloaks. raw gemstones. kettles made of copper. red wine.  a tiny cottage in the middle of nowhere.

BLUE BEARD. a tiny key made of gold.  pools of blood. stains that won’t rub away.  galloping hooves. treasures from far away lands. dragged by the hair.  dark and damp cellars. marble walls. shivering with fear. screaming at the top of your lungs.

THE SIX SWANS. sitting side-saddle. daughter of a witch.  nettles. white feathers. refusing to smile.  needles and threads. a castle in the forest. sound of beating wings. birthmarks. climbing trees. balls of yarn.  silver crowns.

❝ . . .Hell if I know, old man. ❞

Brows furrowed in both frustration and confusion at the appliance before the two men, Judal could only stand there wordlessly for a few moments to make any sort of assessment; it had seemingly quieted down, but there was no telling if it could start back up again. What the fuck. . . All the Magi had wanted was to wash his clothes, but instead he ended up in a fairly complicated situation; it was with no doubt that he would be hand washing any sort of clothing from here on out ( or pressuring his roommate into doing it for him ), because this was just overwhelming. Washing machine, his ass.

Lightly tapping the device with a bare foot, he gave it one last look at it to attempt to decipher what the sudden silence meant before inquiring about it himself.

❝ It would do you well to abide by this city’s laws. They are in place to keep you safe. There is a slasher running amok. ❞

The sun was setting and Karna finished closing his shop, exhaling and locking it’s doors for the day. The demigod looked forward to a peaceful walk home and a peaceful dinner when he heard a commotion that he would normally ignore, he felt a surge of unknown mana and made haste to the scene, just to be sure. 

And he was right. Two unfortunate policemen had their feet frozen to the ground and after cautiously freeing them, made his way to the source to find a bratty looking child with an attitude to match. 

❝ You had no reason to trap those policemen unless you were doing something highly suspicious.❞

❝  Look— if they can't handle a little ice, they shouldn't have the audacity to offer their protection to me, then; I'm clearly doing better than they are at their own job. I just wanted to get out of that ugly, stuffy apartment these pairing project assholes assigned me. ❞

Visage plastered in disbelief at the other's statement, Judal could hardly fathom why this man had immediately accused him of doing something incriminating; if anything, he should be congratulated for finding a hole in their defense: magic. With a roll of his eyes, the dark haired youth opted on speaking up on the matter; while incredibly crude towards the topic at hand, he mused that this man deserved it for being up his ass.

    what a snooze  -  fest  ❟  seriously!   feet  slumped  across  the  same  wooden  table  he  was  seated  at  (  he  seems  ignorant  to  the  fact  that  he’d  been  asked  to  stop  more  than  once  by  that  one  annoying  staff  worker  ❟  or  maybe  he  was  doing  it  to  spite  them  ❟  that’s  how  bored  he  was!  )  arms  stretched  out  behind  his  neck  ❟  an exaggerated  sigh  leaves  his  lips  as  he  mourns  his  could  -  have  -  been  plans  for  the  day  before  they  were  washed  away  by  pouring  rain  &  rumbling  thunder  that  always  seemed  to  make  him  jump  in  his  chair  in  spite  of  his  ❛  nonchalant  ❜  disposition. 

     needless  to  say  ❟  this  wasn’t  how  he  wanted  to  spend  his  day  ❟  but  he  didn’t  have  much  of  a  say  in  the  matter  —  if  there  was  anything  he  wasn’t  about  to  do ❟  walking  home  in  the  disaster  brewing  outside  would  be  the  first  thing  on  that  list.  still  ❟  he  was  so  bored!   what  could  you  even  do  in  a  coffee  shop?   sure  ❟  he  could  trip  up  a  waiter  or  something  ❟  but  that  was  a  one  -  way  ticket  to  the  streets!

     like  a  god  themselves  answered  his  prayer  ❟  it  was  almost  impossible  for  him  to  hide  his  smile  when  some  lavish  -  clad  individual  took  a  seat  next  to  him  —  he  wasn’t  not  about  to  let  this  go  to  waste!

     ❝  you  think  that’s  bad?  don’t  let  them  fool  you  ❟  this  city  is  hell  on  earth.  ❞  he  turns  &  glances  around  the  room  just  before  turning  back  to  the  other  ❟  cuffing  his  hand  around  his  mouth  as  if  he  was  letting  them  in  on  all  of  the  latest  gossip.  ❝  i  hear  there’s  a  huge  underground  society  of  convicted  criminals  running  around  and  wreaking  havoc  all  over  the  city!   terrible  ❟  isn’t  it?   ❞ 

Noting the positive shift in attitude the other displayed the moment he had taken his seat, eyebrows rose only slightly in question prior to actually listening to what the stranger had to say; he could sympathize with the other simply due to the fact that sitting in a dreary cafe with next to nothing to do but wait for the weather to shift was undoubtedly painful to sit through ( and he had only been there five minutes himself ; who knew how long this guy had been here ). After hearing that there was an underground society, though, Judal's own mood had seemingly picked up at the news of something worthwhile for once and he leaned forward, hands in his lap as he listened; if he had known this earlier, perhaps he would have searched for this sort of excitement hours ago.

❝ Hell on earth. . . You think? ❞ Lips twisting upward into a brief smile, the dark haired youth could only disagree after hearing this new information; while they may only end up being barbarians, there's always something entertaining to do on that side of life. As he spoke once more to add on to his statement, he gestured around the room to the mundane environment of people working diligently and customers chattering. ❝ I think I'd prefer a bunch of criminals over this; I mean look at all these people, they'll probably end up dying after a long life of doing the same boring shit they do everyday— it's almost sad how complacent they are. ❞  

While believing the personal maid to be a cruel jest towards his general inability to do much for himself due to both upbringing and motivation, once finding that she had been tending to a variety of tasks around the apartment, brows only pinched as he was in blatant disbelief; it only seemed to worsen once Judal dismissed her from her job as she immediately began to cry and promptly vacated the premises in a violent manner. Visage twisting in to an expression most recognizable as confusion as he watched her leave the apartment, he could only hope she didn’t find the motivation to come back— she didn’t even close the door behind her, rude; to make matters worse it appeared as if his roommate had returned at the exact time of her departure.

Musing that dramatics would only worsen the situation, he opted out of them only momentarily as he was still visibly perplexed by the recent happenings; if anything, there would be more than enough time to get under the newcomer’s skin if he did turn out to be his roommate, anyway.

ooc. i’ve been revving to go since i saw this event mentioned; therefore, i’d like to see if anyone would be interested in partnering with the local asshole™, as well! if this piques your interest, feel free to IM me or send me an ask!! i am also on the discord server if you want to yell, too. 

ADVANTAGES:

RESOURCEFUL, for example, Judal is capable of using his magic to draw water from the area around him; on top of that, he is VERY SKILLED when it comes to magical combat.

Once a partnership is established, it is set in stone and he very well intends on being LOYAL; however, it isn’t given blind and Judal is INTELLIGENT enough to know if he needs to cut ties. As a Magi, he is definitely more favorable than most when it comes to partnerships.

Though strong when it comes to combat, he also harbors a STRONG and DETERMINED personality; there isn’t much that can thwart him and he is more often than not hellbent on achieving excellence.

As a small side note, he is very familiar with WAR TACTICS due to his upbringing in the Kou Empire; if there’s a skirmish that cannot be avoided, then he will have a generous amount of advice to offer to the table.

DISADVANTAGES:

While not the most DISTRUSTFUL individual, he doesn’t demand or distribute his trust easily; it takes a handful of positive interactions to have him even consider acquaintanceship.

CALLOUS and SPOILED, there isn’t much filter to his mouth when he inevitably begins to COMPLAIN about a negative situation he is placed in; this may lead to hurtful remarks or impossible requests.

While not entirely foreign to the concept of shopping for himself and by himself, it still remained as a fairly new experience to the dark haired youth; perhaps, if his roommate were around, Judal would have certainly barked at him to do it for him, but he wasn't so fortunate— or patient. What occurred soon after he made the decision to go on his own was nothing short of a nightmare; having spent near an hour contemplating on which foods he wanted, he chose to branch out and daringly attempt to try something new. With a can in his hand and mind void of any knowledge on how to open it, frustration began quickly manifesting upon the Magi's visage as each fruitless attempt failed; desperate times called for desperate measures and he was not beneath asking a stranger for assistance— it looked like food for lower status folk, anyway.

Grabbing the attention of the first pedestrian that did not appear to be too much of a bother to grab the attention of (he was far too irritated for such things at the moment), he proffered the tin almost abruptly; at this point, he didn't even want to eat the contents.

WEALTH  —

$   financial.  // wealthy / moderate  / poor /  in poverty ✚  medical.  // fit /  moderate /  unfit  /  sickly /  disadvantaged  / disabled  /  not applicable ✪  class.  //  upper /  middle-working /  poor  /  slave  /  unsure ✔  education.  //  qualified /  unqualified / studying /  other  /  none ✖  criminal record.  //  yes, for major crimes  / yes, for minor crimes /  no / has committed crimes, but has not been caught yet

FAMILY  —

◒  children.  // has one or more children  / has no children  /  wants children  /  verse dependent ◑  relationship with family.  // close with sibling(s) /  not close with sibling(s)  / has no sibling(s) / siblings are deceased ◔  affiliation.  //   orphaned  /  adopted / disowned  / raised by birth parent  /  not applicable / estranged

TRAITS  +  TENDENCIES  —

♦  extrovert  // introvert // in between ♦  disorganized //  organized  // in between ♦  close-minded  // open-minded  // in between ♦  calm // anxious // in between  ♦  disagreeable //  agreeable  // in between ♦  cautious // reckless // in between   ♦  patient // impatient  // in between ♦  outspoken //  reserved   //  in between ♦ leader // follower  // in between ♦  empathetic  //  indifferent  // in between ♦ optimistic //  pessimistic  // in between ♦  traditional  // modern  // in between ♦  hardworking  //  lazy  // in between ♦  cultured  //  uncultured  // in between ♦ loyal //  disloyal  // in between ♦ faithful // unfaithful  // in between

BELIEFS  —

★  faith.  //  monotheist  / polytheist  / atheist / agnostic / it’s complicated / N / A ☆ belief in ghosts or spirits.  // yes / no / don’t know  / don’t care ✮  belief in an afterlife.  //  yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ✯ belief in reincarnation.  //  yes / no  / don’t know / don’t care ❃  belief in aliens.  // yes / no / don’t know /  don’t care ❀  philosophical.  //  yes  / no / sometimes

SEXUALITY & ROMANTIC INCLINATION  —

sexuality.  /  heterosexual /  homosexual  / bisexual /  asexual  / pansexual / demisexual /  questioning ❥  sex.  //  sex repulsed  / sex neutral / sex favorable ♥ romance.  //  romance repulsed / romance neutral /  romance favorable ❣  sexually.  // adventurous / experienced  /  naive / inexperienced  / curious  / inhibited ⚧  potential sexual partners.  //  male /  female /  other  /  none  / all ⚧  potential romantic partners.  // male / female /  other  /  none  / all

ABILITIES  —

☠  combat skills.  //  excellent / good /  moderate  /  poor  / none ≡ literacy skills.  // excellent / good /  moderate /  poor  /  none ✍  artistic skills.  //  excellent / good / moderate / poor /  none ✂  technical skills.  //  excellent / good /  moderate  /  poor  /  none

HABITS  —

Famished was, while dramatic, the only way he could put how Judal felt into words at the current moment; despite having a maid to do his bidding, he wasn't cruel enough to send her out when people were being targeted and murdered for little to no reason. Therefore, without a second longer of hesitation, he ventured out and was met with the dismay of finding that the only thing open this late was a rather dingy looking bar; however, beggars can not be choosers and he was fully prepared to indulge in what they could possibly offer.

Minutes felt like hours when they passed and, when they finally arrived with a small mountain of food, he took no time to devour what was given to him; unfortunately, before he could even put a dent in what was given to him a fight had broken out among the customers and a few bottles began to fly across the room. One of those bottle was hurled his way and, while it wasn't going to strike him, it was better to be safe than sorry; activating his borg, glass shattered against it and he was met with misfortune as it had mostly landed in the food just prepared for him. With a disappointed exhale at the sudden realization, he at least gave a glance behind him to see if anyone prospered from his misfortune; after seeing that there was indeed a man behind him, something akin to a smug grin turned at his lips and he was quick to comment.

❝  Looks like it's your lucky day! If I didn't have half the mind to do that, your head would've been cracked open; so, I guess, you're welcome for accidentally saving your life.  ❞ After standing up, his gaze briefly flitted to the plethora of plates brimming with food and glass; he would take note to refrain from coming here again and to not extend any kindnesses to strangers.

Needless to even mention, reading was not something the dark haired youth opted on doing unless it was absolutely mandatory; however, since he was curious and desperately needed to maintain his current power, he chose to see what the local library had to offer him. Having no idea what to expect from such an outing, he could only go in expecting absolutely nothing and as he began to idly browse certain selections, he could only find that his searching had a high chance of becoming fruitless; however, the more he traveled into the more quieter, less traveled sections, he may soon end up eating his words.

While skimming through a plethora of titles, a decently sized spider dangled from above the ceiling and stopped right in front of his face; eyebrows furrowing in irritation, he clapped both hands where it hovered and it was quickly killed and sent to rest on the dusty floors of the library for all eternity. As he looked back up, a women who strongly resembled an arachnid had seemed to witness the brutal murder just carried out; if he hadn't been too busy staring in disbelief at the odds, he would have spoken much sooner. ❝  I don't know if I should laugh or give you a half assed apology, pffbfbfbt— ! ! ❞

❝  —Curfew? ❞ Leaning forward with a visage brimming with suspicion, the dark haired youth could only provide a dubious squint of his eyes to the two policemen giving him ORDERS, of all things; needless to say, after realizing that they were quite serious and apprehensive about the situation, Judal could only expel a laugh at the sight of it all. ❝ Hm . . . Kiss my ass! ❞

❝ And while you're at it, quit NAGGING me! I'm BUSY. ❞ A roll of his eyes and a swift spell to freeze their feet to the very ground they stood upon was a simple and quick solution to this problem; after gracing them with a rather lazy goodbye, the Magi was quick to vacate the area to make sure they stayed out of his way. It seemed as if only seconds passed before he had the displeasure of running into another person out this late; judging by their odd attire, he could only assume the worst in his situation. With a disheartened groan, he began, ❝ Don't tell me you're going to try to get me to go back inside, too? ❞

It was almost as if it had began violently storming out of nowhere, and while Judal would usually never be opposed to such capricious weather, today was the exception; it had only been a mere day and a half since he had just arrived and there was an urge to become aware of his environment. Despite such urges, it seemed impossible and unlikely of him to do so with the lightning and thunder booming in the skies; therefore, he could only hold some semblance of hope that the unpredictability would remain with the weather and that it would shortly clear up.

“Yeah! You know, the thing every decent fucking person should have?!” Hidan hissed back in retaliation, knuckles white from the grip on the handle of his scythe.

Bare feet paced along the apartment they shared, hardly caring what was in his way. Something had been knocked down and kicked aside from his pacing, but he was too focused on staring down the absolute cockhole now playing with and showing off his possession. The blades of his scythes scraped against the floor. “Where the fuck is Kakuzu when you need him? A bastard like you could learn a couple things from such a money-grubbing miser like himself.”

Despite how bad of a partner Kakuzu was in general, there were redeeming qualities about him. The old man never fucked with Hidan’s stuff, he didn’t piss the albino off this bad like ever, and there was a certain amount of respect between the two. He always talked about being rid of the green-eyed fuck, but now that they were finally separated Hidan could only say that he was quite fond of the miserable cretin.

The Jashinist couldn’t see himself getting fond of this absolute tool.

“Stupid immortal pincu-” His teeth ground together, squeezing his eyes shut as he restrained himself from lunging at his partner again. Not being able to slaughter the guy in front of him sucked. It wasn’t even for Lord Jashin’s sake anymore - he wanted to personally rid himself of the fucker but there wasn’t any feasible way of doing so. Instead, Hidan audibly sucked in a breath before he said anything else.

God did he hate this or what. He hated talking. He hated reasoning. He hated that he couldn’t just chop the shitlord’s head off and be done with it.

“Tch… I don’t fuckin’ know your shit reasoning for taking it, but you want something right?” If words could kill, the venom in his were potent enough to wipe out a small village. “Goddamn atheist… Can’t fucking keep your filthy hands off of important religious items.”

Observing his partner's blatant irritation immensely grow with each passing second, it was clear enough that the Magi had succeeded in attaining the proper object to hold him hostage in order to keep him from performing anymore of those excruciating rituals; if this could have been avoided, Judal would have just demanded that Hidan cease from doing them altogether, but listening and Hidan are two words that are far from compatible with each other-- especially when the oracle was the one doing the talking. Nose scrunching at the mention of someone he didn't know being abruptly brought up in conversation, a roll of his eyes followed promptly in suit; if anything, Judal wasn't about to take any advice from someone this man considered highly enough to bring into their dispute.

Spewing noxious words with a venomous bite in every syllable, the dark haired youth could only allow a brief upward pull at his lips in response; pleased that the other had enough intelligence to figure out why he had plucked the necklace from his possession, it was only polite to grace his partner's hard earned work with a response. Twirling the rosary around a finger, is gaze narrowed substantially before he opted on addressing his terms for the item's safe return; if he could take it once, he would be sure to take it again if Hidan didn't follow them-- after losing more sleep than he would like to admit after one of those godawful rituals, he decided that he wasn't keen on dealing with it any longer.