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Post by Kazuki on Sept 3, 2023 11:58:13 GMT 9
The budding thrum in his head abated as they emerge at the foot of the shrine, the air crisp, the area void of life save for the two of them. Verai’s hand on him twitched, gently pried as if hesitant; Kazuki no better as he observed him, refusing to let go until Miu took over. Until the battered warrior collapsed willingly, among his own.
“Barely,” Kazuki corrected, before tossing all sense of grace to the wind and listing backward, collapsing on the grass with his limbs spread out. The impact barely registered; every muscle in his body already ached, adding a drop to an ocean of pain was nothing.
He chuckled. “Didn’t think I’d get such a workout from a game. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt like this.” He’s so tired he can hardly breathe. His voice, raspy as it slips from his lips, holds no complaints. Bloodlust sated.
A dull thump by his head signaled Mudsdale’s approach, the overgrown horse lying down by his side, but not before tilting her back to deposit her rider. Something soft landed on his chest, Waffle unfolding until he’s also belly up, tiny legs sticking out. Kazuki stifled a laugh upon realizing the cat was still snoring, completely undisturbed. Dead to the world.
He’d join him if there weren’t other pressing matters.
His hand found its way to Waffle’s belly, patting the soft fur. What was the move here? There weren’t many. He could easily ignore it; throw everything under the rug. They barely knew each other, after all. They had never met.
“You weren’t supposed to kiss me, you know.”
Even now, he can’t wrap his head around it. “I was betting it’d piss you off, make you fall or log out.” Anything to make him stop. To get his self-destructive ass out of Zapdos’ crosshairs. Kazuki scoffed. “And I know you didn’t do it for the bonuses — so, what gives?”
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Post by Kazuki on Sept 3, 2023 10:35:42 GMT 9
After they plummeted to the ground, the cocoon of safety around Kazuki parted, large wings and a familiar grasp letting go as he pushes back into the fray, opening his eyes to the finale. Memories hazed into a flurry of adrenaline- and then it was over.
The harmonized clang of shattered manacles and crumbling steel towers sound the end of the battle.
Kazuki stumbled back, distantly aware of a small, repetitive dinging sound- his HP dropped to slivers. The hum and rustle of a paper bird on his shoulder, unfolding into a boon that dutifully tucks itself into his inventory. His skin crawled with the aftershocks, heart still jumping as if he hadn’t stopped throwing himself at the monoliths. He unclenched his fists—fingers trembling as sparks weave over torn muscle to dissipate into the air—and curls his fingers around Verai to steady himself. There was a press; fatigue hitting the other man swiftly, and Kazuki planted his feet harder into the ground, trying to keep him upright.
A handful of system pop-ups were followed by a waterfall of crowd reactions. People hollered in celebration, others collapsed and starfished on the ground, and more could be seen at the fringes, quietly deliberating.
Mudsdale arrived, toting a yawning Waffle on her back. The last two survivors of his team. They looked damn well on the verge of collapse.
Verai’s words were soft by his ear, careful not to shatter the world around them, but cracking the calm buzz that had kept Kazuki afloat through the recent ordeal.
His hand squeezed where it wrapped around Verai. “Yeah.” The first word out of his mouth felt dry. “Let’s get out of here.”
Despite the commotion, it felt all too silent as he initiated the fast travel, whisking them back to Precipice—home.
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Post by Kazuki on Aug 27, 2023 11:40:30 GMT 9
The final stage, once again.
Kazuki squints at the sky, watching the hail of oversized bubbles come down upon the rooftop. Less dramatic than the final encounter at the Tree, but just as strange as the last few floors. He’s just glad it isn’t cat litter that’s under their feet.
The last army of rodents are lined up with their improv equipment, trying to look tough despite having to fidget around to avoid getting covered in goop as well. It makes the group look like a flash mob.
A patrat breaks from the group as they are torn apart with binds and darts. Kazuki tosses out a random pokeball, Gyarados popping out, though his attempt at a ferocious entrance is ruined by immediately getting pelted with bubblegum.
<DISGUSTING,> the overgrown serpent whines, wiggling his body. The gum peels off the floor, clinging to his scales.
Kazuki waves his hand. “You’re due for a shed,” he says, ignoring Gyarados’ immediate retort—<I AM NOT A SNAKE!>—and pointing at the patrat, who has gotten its little feets stuck in a puddle of gum.
Gyarados takes pity on the creature. <FEAR NOT.> He reaches out with his tail, unleashing a small whirlpool to free his movements and wrapping around the creature to pull it from its gummy prison. <BE FREE, LITTLE ONE. DO NOT HEED THE CALL TO WAR. SWIM UNCHARTED WATERS AND — IT’S UNCONSCIOUS?!>
The patrat flops like a ragdoll in the serpent’s tail, its face purple.
Kazuki congratulates his pokemon with golf claps.
GYARADOS USED WHIRLPOOL PROMPT #93: [Tower]rgH6Xbxn1-50 1-50
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Post by Kazuki on Aug 25, 2023 23:49:25 GMT 9
#s://c~l3n~co/i/mPSWLK~png Sprigatito simply puffs out his cheeks, making them infinitely fluffier. He was promised hats! AND a collar! And, in his heart, treats also. <Let’s just get everything!> He declares, running inside the shop. <ALL the outfits!>
“Right,” Kazuki sighs, slipping his hands in his pockets. “Better make this quick before they trash the place.” He’s already been arrested for property damage once, he’d rather not remind the sheriff he exists. At least not today, when he's in the middle of spending time with Verai.
The shop in question is fashioned after a classic old western boutique. An NPC shopkeeper wearing a hat with a massive feather welcomes them in, gestures for them to view the inventory. Choice items are displayed and can be selected for purchase, with a dressing room at the back that displayed a UI overview of all available outfits to be worn and purchased with one click. No fittings, no hassle.
The only problem being that his cat turns out to be incredibly picky.
<No!> Sprigatito squeaks, wearing a glittery bow-tie about half the size of his head. He’s propped up on a table to model, because he likes to feel tall. <Um, it’s pink like my favorite collar, but it’s not as nice…>
“Cat, we’re already on page three of the catalogue. You have to choose something.” Kazuki reaches for one of the racks, randomly fitting outfits at lightspeed. The shopkeeper remains oblivious or uncaring to the PowerPoint presentation happening in the shop.
He picks at the ends of a kimono. Solid black and rather plain, but it reminds him of what his team makes him wear. He inspects himself in a mirror, frowning as he pulls up the sleeves to see his tattoos. “Why don’t you just match with me?”
<I don’t like black.>
“I mean, match my tattoos.”
Sprigatito turns to look at him with a pout. <Flowers? For a grass type pokemon?> Groundbreaking.
“I appreciate the attitude, but where did you learn to sass?” Kazuki clicks his tongue, his fiddling with his outfit having untied it- and as it turns out, the shoelace knot does not apply to everything. And now the kimono looks more like a rumpled bathrobe. "Fuck," he mutters. "Ver, do you know how to tie an obi?"
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Post by Kazuki on Aug 25, 2023 3:49:46 GMT 9
Kazuki pauses as a notification dings in the corner of his screen. The stutter of movement nearly kills him, which would be deserved—no sane man decides to spend his free time sparring with a Gyarados.
He dodges the lunging jaws and lands on his serpent’s head, the lake’s edge erupting in a burst of water as the Pokémon crashes back down. Gyarados blinks and pouts, now planted half in the water and half in the muck.
Kazuki’s too busy reading the enclosed message to care. The strange gift is met with a raised brow. On one hand, he does like his guildmate; the catgirl knight had an ‘I do what I want and fuck the consequences’ attitude he admired. On the other, it’s that same attitude that landed him in stockings.
He hits ACCEPT.
A few minutes later, a reply arrives in Tuesday’s inbox.
I make you think of piranhas? More minutes pass before the next one pops loudly under the first.
djshfs shenanigans aside, thank you so much stells! it’s been wonderful meeting you too. here’s to plenty more silliness in the future!
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Aug 25, 2023 3:18:52 GMT 9
KAZUKI[tangent=Current Heart Level | R̤̭̟̹̠̞̾͐͠o̷͚̟̩̦͂ͅm̢͓̙̟͈̭̱̳͕ͣ̆̓a̟̫̳͑͠n̾͌́̄҉̜̱̣̩̘̭t̛̙̰͎ͨ͆i͊҉͉̫̖̥̩̟c̴̞̘ͬ̈́][/tangent] |
[tangent=This has happened to you?!]“Of course we can.”[/tangent] His hands squeeze yours, his joy rivaling burning radiance of your smile. [tangent=Shit! Shit! Something's changing! Fox, something's about to-]“Let’s go… to where it all began.”[/tangent]
The air is filled with the tantalizing scent of fresh dew and petrichor. Lightning blitzes through the air—the steppes are as electrifying as the love you share.
The ground beneath your feet rumbles. You are steadied by a strong hand.
[tangent=Wait. This isn't the Steppes.]“Beautiful, isn’t it?”[/tangent] Kazuki says, looking out to [tangent=Is this... Mistra?]the nonexistent vista[/tangent]. He takes in the grand view, calm even as the crushed Duraludon under your feet creaks and whines. His smile is at its brightest when he looks at you.
[tangent=I just don't get it! Whatever's controlling us- what is any of this supposed to accomplish?]“Can’t you see it, M’Foxy? Nothing can stand in our way. Nothing in the Steppes, nothing in Asper—We’re invincible together.”[/tangent]
The intensity in his eyes is an unmatched voltage. [tangent=I swear I don't do this corny shit.]“I’ll destroy a thousand Duraludons for you.”[/tangent]
His hand moves to [tangent=What.]cup your chin.[/tangent] [tangent=The fuck.]“So, what do you say?”[/tangent]
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Post by Kazuki on Aug 25, 2023 2:00:41 GMT 9
As the fires of the recent (virtual) world-shattering event subsides, Kazuki finds himself doing some housecleaning. Inventory management, specifically.
His hand hovers over the rotating icon. The helix is a token from Zygarde—an unnecessary one, considering he had the egg sitting in his lap, and tokens really only had two functions: to be used to create an egg, or to be traded.
“Yeah, you’re not getting a twin,” he mutters. The cold egg naturally does not reply, the only signs of its continued survival being the pulsating marks on its shell. It has been a good while since he received it, and he’s aware of how difficult it is to hatch. Hard-headed little thing. Hard-shelled, rather.
Maybe he’ll have better luck with a different species.
He sits and debates on waiting. Legendary DNA is valuable enough that it should get snapped up in seconds, but because he refuses to be flexible on offers, it might be a while until he gets something good.
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Aug 22, 2023 16:52:31 GMT 9
OOC NAME: Sleepy REDEEMING (4) TICKETS (maximum 4) - PRIMARY TYPE MOD: Kazuki - SECONDARY TYPE MOD: Kazuki - TITLE: YOU CAN'T TAKE ME (display) Kazuki - STORY ITEM: ASH'S GOODBYE LETTER Kazuki FINALIZED?: Yes
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Aug 8, 2023 12:45:43 GMT 9
Verai falls, and Kazuki can’t scramble to his feet quickly enough. His lungs feel full, his head racked with vertigo; the air he’s taking in is a thick gruel that leaves swathes of nicotine stains down his respiratory tract. It smothers him, threatening to muddle his mind, but the rapid onset of symptoms keeps him awake. He panics and tries to hold his breath, but his mouth stays open. It stays open and moves.
“Nothing.” His voice chuckles, the edges of his mouth pulling into a grin. His body uncurls to stand upright, his thumb wiping the blood spilled over his eye. He can feel the back of his hands brush across his chest, dusting his skin casually. He doesn’t see it. His eyes are set on Verai and he can’t move them away. “You just fell for the oldest trick in the book.”
Sprigatito is purring like a motor when Kitten launches her surprise attack. <OW! OWOWOW!> he says, genuinely this time, as he flails his paws at her in an attempt to defend from the relentless assault. <Kittenn! That hurt!> He whines, the tuft on his head turned into a cowlick by his friend’s good measure.
<That does it!> Now it’s his turn! He wills his rage into existence, imagining the most righteous leaf barrage—
—only for roots to sprout instead.
<Huh?> They grow and tangle themselves with his fur, lashing out like a whip to grab Kitten and fasten her to Sprigatito’s side. <Oops! Um, I didn’t mean to do that.> He looks at himself, at the creepy crawlies that have him and his friend wrapped together in a ball. <Neat! I think I learned, um… the viney move!> Now if he could just – control it.
He gnaws the roots, but they’re too thick, like a tangle in a place he can’t reach. Trying to SCRATCH his way to freedom doesn’t work either, what with his legs tied. <Sorry, Kitten...> he pouts, ears folding on his head. <I think we need to ask Purrai for help.> He has always helped when their fur gets messy. He looks to where the trainers are facing off. <Maybe we should roll to them?>
In another corner of the battlefield, Combusken chases after the bouncing ball that is Kitty, stopping when the furball gets back on her tiny paws and snarls with indignation. Combusken huffs, tilting up her beak and claws on her hips. <As if I will let you cute your way out of this!> Well, she came close. The growl was very, very cute.
<No more running! Put those nine lives to use!> Combusken slams her feet down in an intricate pattern, spinning around Kitty. As she speeds up, feathers are thrown over the kitten in a FEATHER DANCE. The dance continues – and it keeps going.
Combusken’s eyes widen as she realizes she can’t stop.
The dance ramps up until she’s nothing more than a blur of orange and yellow, the sound of her erratic movements loud and grating to the ears. It’s a jarring display to both the target and the user.
Despite the growing anomalies of his team, Kazuki appears not to notice anything amiss. His attention is solely on Verai, still smiling despite knowing the man can’t see it. He rolls his shoulders, flexes his hands and arms as if warming up.
“In all our previous arena fights, I’ve taken my sweet time with you. But I’m not patient enough to dance around this again.”
His hands curl into fists, squeezing the cuts on his palms that formed when he held the blade. Blood patters over the ground.
“Now show me what you’re really made of.”
There’s the sound of an oncoming stampede, a force that rocks the obsidian ground. The painstaking care and control Kazuki had been applying is gone; he launches at Verai in a violent rampage, the strange miasma thick as it warps around his THRASHing movements.
{Prompts}
Kazuki (Player) - get a running start - take a hit on a non-essential part of your body - get blood in your eyes - use a move with over 100 base power
Sprigatito - carefully line up a precision shot - anticipate a move before it hits - bide your time - observe your environment carefully
Combusken - use a fire or electric-type move - create a loud sound - describe a visually dazzling move - say a one-liner as you attack
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Post by Kazuki on Aug 6, 2023 21:29:54 GMT 9
At the sound of his friend’s distress, Sprigatito eats his half of the sweetroll as quickly as possible (attempting to swallow it whole like Kitten proves too much of a choking hazard; he resorts to frantic hamster bites instead) before launching himself at the Ursaring pelt, tracking sweetroll sugar everywhere. <LET GO OF MY FRIEND! PURRENDER!> He screams, batting at its ping-pong ball eyes.
Kazuki blinks, looking around. “I’ve seen my fair share of insane walk-in closets, but this is… a lot. It’s almost like a prison.” A prison for medieval fashion designers with an extreme fixation on headwear. Mad hatters, if you will.
But as they’re bathed in the warm light of the inexplicable cooking area, a shadow stirs, and Kazuki audibly yelps as what he had presumed to be a discarded bust comes to life, the sole occupant of this godforsaken place turning towards them while half-submerged in the floor.
The toddling offers them a mild greeting, before promptly breaking the laws of physics in the most jarring manner possible.
“Holy shit!” Kazuki steps back as the boy rattles through the ground, the sound of his movements as pleasant as a knife dragging against stone. He cuts across the room like the world’s most grotesque Olympic swimmer, dislodging the furniture from their placements, and his joints from their rightful places. Reality itself seems to warp, like ripples in a pool.
Kazuki does as any sane man would when faced with an abomination.
He hurls a sweetroll at it.
The puffy pastry plaps against Howard’s cheek and stops his approach entirely. It bounces off his shoulder and lands perfectly in his open palms, and he marvels at it for a moment, before his little mouth twists.
“This isn’t what I asked mummy for!”
“Yeah, well, sometimes we don’t get what we expected,” Kazuki grimaces, stepping behind Verai. The kid’s frown is clipping through his skin like an upside-down Joker face.
Howard huffs, throwing the pastry on the ground, where it protests all manner of collision and goes shooting into the ceiling. “I! Want! My present!”
“Told you he’s a brat,” Kazuki mutters by Verai’s ear. “Just kidding, kid! Your gift’s right here.”
He grabs hold of the Cleffa egg carrier by the straps, shoving Verai and the egg fastened to his front towards the little anomaly’s outstretched, glitching grabby hands. He does not stop until the shell of the egg collides with Howard’s hand, at which point a pop-up fills both the players’ screens.
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Post by Kazuki on Aug 2, 2023 15:20:57 GMT 9
| WAFFLE | a3c286 | [tangent= ]WEAKNESS[/tangent] [tangent=ALWAYS APPLICABLE +10 Rare
CIRCUMSTANTIAL +5 Corrupted Moves +5 Couple]➕ BONUS[/tangent]
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SPRIGATITO | HE/HIM | | | SWEEPER | 300 HP | ATK: 5D20 | RARE (+10) |
BASIC MOVES 01-10 Scratch, Tail Whip, Leafage, Bite, Hone Claws
TIER 1 MOVES 10-20 Magical Leaf, Quick Attack, Seed Bomb
TIER 2 MOVES 20-30 U-Turn, Worry Seed, Slash, Energy Ball
TIER 3 MOVES 30-50 Play Rough
TIER 4 MOVES 50-70 Z MOVES
TIER 5 MOVES ALL
TM/HM MOVES
| PERSONALITY: Waffle has come a long way since he first started. After an arduous journey consisting of a runaway attempt, a team coup through fish volleyball, finding a second dad, and fighting Zapdos while wearing a waffle iron, he has since become one of the most cherished members of Kazuki’s team, all while maintaining the wide-eyed wonder and affection he has for others and the world around him.
Waffle is very friendly, curious, and rambunctious, and loves to play-fight. He can be quite naive and gullible but tries to do right by others. He enjoys bathing and grooming, and is very particular about his coat. He hates eating meat and loves all things breakfast. His best friend is Purrai (Verai)’s Kitten, but he’s also notably close to Mudsdale, Floatzel, and Pansear on his team.
| CORRUPTED FORM: Thick tree roots have entangled themselves in Waffle's coat, growing long enough to drag on the ground and making it very difficult to groom his fur. It can also impede his movements, and need to be regularly trimmed with the HEDGE TRIMMER.
| ITEMS: Fire Primary Type Mod | OTHER INFORMATION: Technically also Verai's Pokemon due to a glitch. Was previously an unnamed sprigatito called 'Cat', but renamed himself under Verai's care, after the pink collar with a waffle-shaped tag he received.
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Post by Kazuki on Aug 1, 2023 2:15:56 GMT 9
Adarsa thankfully hears him through the corruption, and after a few seconds of painful fumbling, finally lets out a Pokémon.
Oh, they are screwed.
“We’re literally fighting against the undead, and you managed to let out a Pokémon that looks even worse,” Kazuki deadpans. The wooden shield he’s using snaps, and a zombified MOM lunges, sinking her teeth into Kazuki’s arm. He cries out, dropping the razed planks and trying to yank her off him.
“Is this payback for lunch? I cleaned up!” He lights his fist on fire, aiming to land a punch—but it simply disintegrates as it collides with her.
Even the strongest Players are helpless against unkillable NPCs.
“Change of plans!” He collapses on the ground, getting dogpiled by the dead. They rip into him, coating the alley in the red of his blood. “Need to—OW, ow, fuck, fuck, that hurts like a—RAT!”
Skittering across the sandbags, the Patrat pauses at the commotion, its large target eyes gazing at the trainers.
“Throw an empty Pokeball at the rat!” The goddamn Toddlet trips over Adarsa's Dunsparce and collapses on top of him, snapping his jaws two inches away from Kazuki's nose. Kazuki grabs his skull and tries to hold him off, gritting his teeth as the zombie turns his head and begins gnawing his hand. “DO IT!”
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Post by Kazuki on Aug 1, 2023 1:26:08 GMT 9
Kazuki laughs, hair whipping in the breeze as they dart across the landscape, hopping over the wooden roofs of the Wild West-style buildings. He can hear the zombies behind them, but he’s moving so fast, they aren’t even a threat.
Until Adarsa begins to struggle.
“Hey, quit it!” He hisses, feeling fancy shoes kick into his chest and fists pound his back. They feel like nothing—Adarsa can’t hit to save his life, even in a game—but with how wildly the other man struggles, there’s a very real possibility of Kazuki dropping him.
“Ada! Fucking hold still!” He grits his teeth, trying to hold onto the man on his shoulder with both hands, his foot getting far too close to the edge of the platform. There’s a big jump ahead of them, and the mob is drawing close.
Adarsa’s foot slams into his cheek and he curses. There isn’t any time for this shit. He should just drop that deadweight already.
His foot slips. They crash down, landing in the alleyway atop a pile of sandbags. Kazuki groans, shaking his head as he comes to, his body having cushioned Adarsa’s fall. “Are you out of your mind?!” He hisses, grabbing him.
His hand tenses as he’s greeted with panic and fear.
Kazuki swallows and forces himself to get a grip. This isn’t the first time this has happened. At least Adarsa hasn’t bit him. Yet.
There’s the sound of three loud thuds as the undead mob lands from the roof. They lunge for the trainers as Kazuki grabs a panel of wood pinned by the sandbags, using it as a makeshift shield. The wood creaks and cracks as the NPCs tear at it.
“Snap out of it!” He says. They’re pinned against the wall of the alley, cornered. “Ada, you need to send out a Pokémon! Do something!”
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Post by Kazuki on Jul 31, 2023 22:27:45 GMT 9
Kazuki snorts, still smiling, his eyes narrowing as if he’s looking at something so small and adorable it makes him want to eat it.
Once upon a time, he woke up to those watery eyes. Once upon a time, they were together.
He grabs hold of Adarsa’s hand, calloused fingers wrapping around a palm that had never so much as thrown a punch. He doesn’t remember the details of their first meeting: just that it had felt as easy as pulling Adarsa up right now. Atsushi had been in California for a fight, and Adarsa had been the prettiest thing in the room.
He had no illusions of a lasting relationship.
He helps him up, the two of them now standing on a rooftop as the undead reach for their ankles. Adarsa’s arms hang around his neck. More déjà vu.
Atsushi never admitted to it, but having the man cling to him used to be satisfying. Even when they fought and Adarsa would storm out of his apartment cursing his name, he could always bet he’d return. His apartment used to be littered with his ex’s trinkets: a wealth of intricate little earrings and fine clothing that he would never personally own, a portion being gifts he bought for him. He was tempted to tally how often they would loop through this relationship. It had been a game.
Until it wasn’t.
But then Adarsa looks up at him, stammering out his words. He points out his facial tattoos and calls them pretty, and calls him by a nickname he hasn’t heard in more than a year.
It tears Kazuki’s smile right off, his amusement morphing into disgust. “My avatar has the face tattoos, Ada,” he says quietly. “I told you before, I’m not allowed to have them. My manager calls it career suicide.”
Right, that’s why they could never last. They had nothing in common, and they didn’t respect where they differed. They came back to each other because it was reliable and easy.
Kazuki casts the zombies a disinterested glance. “It’s a feature. The tutorial NPCs are meant to be harmless, but I’ve got a trainer class equipped that fucks up everything that touches me.”
Funny he should say that, while still holding starlitlover steady. He chuckles. “They might kill us, so—hold on!”
He hoists him over his shoulder as an undead hand claws over the gutter, the groaning NPCs beginning to scale the wall as they pile onto each other in a desperate scramble. The sound of the mob scares the Patrat on the other side back into a run, and Kazuki is quick to chase after it, initiating a mad dash across Briarbane’s rooftops.
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Post by Kazuki on Jul 31, 2023 2:13:15 GMT 9
“Damn it Ver, Pokemon aren’t made just for you to pamper!” He wants to tear out his hair. Verai won’t listen to him. What was all that planning for? If Verai isn’t going to use the absol to fend off danger, then what the hell was even the point? He’ll be as safe as a piece of aluminum under a falling boulder.
The glare Verai levels him is met in kind, twin daggers tearing into each other for their mutual dissatisfaction.
Verai, who is doing his best to understand, but unable to without the experience. Kazuki, who is trying to help himself, unable to do the bare minimum to help others.
Again, Verai asks him what's happening.
And fuck, does Kazuki hate repeating himself.
He unclenches his jaw. “What’s going on is that I am leaving. Do whatever you want, but if something catches you by surprise, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
He storms out, cursing under his breath. Should’ve known better than to come back here. Should've known better than to expect Verai to prioritize anyone but his damn clowder.
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