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Kite merely raises an eyebrow at the other--far from startled, which would surely be a more natural reaction--but thus far, little of this experience has been as such. His gaze shifts after a moment, when he decides this fellow is not a threat.

And as it happens, they seem to have the same destination in mind. “I had been thinking of finding the witches--” He pauses, considering the flawed logic that had been offered. His expression is almost incredulous. “...Surely they can be swayed by more than just good looks, yeah?”

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Luka’s used to hanging out in high places, but trying to see through the dark in a forest is not being made any easier by climbing the trees. Which is…a disappointment. He sighs, giving up and jumping down from his perch, landing in front of someone who’s…quite attractive. 

“Uh, hey there. Hope I didn’t startle you. I’m trying to decide if I should try to find the demons…or the witches.”

He frowns, as he looks in the direction he was told the witches lived in. He’s dealt with witches before–and demons, but the demons kind of scare him. Witches also kind of low-key scare the crap out of him, but he feels slightly more confident talking to them.

“I have experience with both–” Not good experience, necessarily, but experience. “What are you thinking? A couple guys as attractive as us could probably handle the witches. …Unless they’re all gay, I do know a lesbian witch.”

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A few hours have passed since he awoke in this unfamiliar city. Perhaps he would find it strange, to wake somewhere he had never been, but as it is, he hardly has the capacity to feel at all. 

Walking along the city streets, Kite feels outside himself, as though having an impossible, unreal experience. Everything around him certainly seems real enough--he plucks a small flower from a bush as he passes, twirling its stem between his fingers. It's solid enough, but the signals scramble on their journey along his nerves. He tosses it aside. As he reaches the door to his assigned housing, he pauses to notice that his hand does not phase through the door, he is not immaterial.

...Why is that something he expects? His head is fuzzy. Why..?

This should be a good place to sort it out. Hopefully. 

And so he opens the door, only to find himself quite abruptly meeting his roommate (which he does not remember being told of. Why is everything so hazy?). Surprise shows upon his face, unhindered by his typical preference to keep his expression unreadable. But the shock of merely waking up has yet to fade, and his guard is down. So, he gawks at the other, but only for a moment when the trance gives way, and some composure returns. 

Kite takes it all in stride, opting to dismiss the messier parts of the other’s introduction, lest their time together grow very awkward, very quickly. Best to avoid that in a living arrangement. 

“Kaname,” he repeats, to coax it into memory. He leaves the entryway at last, taking a few steps closer. "A pleasure," he adds as he offers his hand for a shake. "I'm Kite." The slightest of smiles appears upon his face as he coolly adds, "and I'd like to meet you, too." 

Date’s used to waking up in places with no memory of how he got there. And that’s…uh…well that seems bad, in all honesty. Still, as deep in thought as he is about “how the hell did I get here” and “at least I have my left eye” (albeit without Aiba and definitely still prosthetic), he manages to find his way to his apartment with little to no issues. It’s a bit larger than the one he’s used to sharing with Mizuki–it’s not a studio apartment at least. Two separate bedrooms and a living room? 

…Yeah he probably should’ve upgraded to something like this a long time ago. 

He spends a long moment looking through the apartment. It’s furnished, but it feels…peculiarly empty. Unpersonalized. As if no one had lived her for a very long time. In a way it feels…cold.

The door clicks open behind him, and he turns, expecting to see his new roommate. And perhaps part of him is just expecting it to be Mizuki, home from school and looking ready to kill him for making her wait–which is why his reaction is so bad. 

“Holy crap you’re hot!”

The words come out of his mouth before he can even stop it, but still can you blame him?? His roommate looks like a model–one of those people you see in a magazine and know they could never be real except–oh fuck. They’re looking right at him. 

“Ah, er, the–room? It’s kind of–hot? Right? Ha–HI! I’m Kaname Date, I’d like to meet you–I mean nice to meet you?”

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Kite sits at the bar in the Chanterelle Club, a place utterly abhorrent, and were it not for the promise of a drink, he would have left within seconds. As it is, though, he nurses a potent cocktail, idly fidgeting with the glass as he stares off into nothing. He was here to think, to contemplate the current circumstances and those that had brought him here--to this new un...life...? It was something he dare not think of in sobriety.

Nothing feels real–there’s nothing but the haze that hangs over his head, fogging over his logic and creating this space between his memories and reality, which he falls into time and again. So it has been since his arrival in Terra, and the events that brought him here. But even those, mercifully, feel unreal.

He glances over as a patron takes the empty seat next to him, then blinks his vision into focus and takes another drink. The alcohol stings his throat in a display of its strength, and the sensation is enough to pull him back into re–the present moment, wherever that currently is. Reality or unreality, afterlife or not. It’s too much to think about. But it’s all he can think about. 

“Quite an afterlife,” Kite says, in much too casual a tone for something morbid, half-said to the stranger beside him. 

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Okokok one more try. Kite from hunter x hunter is here ! We're migrating from another group, and I'd like, to keep his previous rank, if I could. Application and rank information can be found at /app ! Thank youuu

the city is open to you, kite; welcome to terra.you will be housed in celestia apartments C1, where you will find a pocket-sized roulette wheel to replace the impressive range of weapons taken from you on arrival.in accordance with your transferred rank, you will retain your enhanced speed, in addition to the en and shu applications of your nen to use at your discretion. after spending one month in our fine country at novice rank, you will be elevated to spellcaster rank.♠ rook

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🍎  :    how stable is my muse’s mental health?  have they been diagnosed with any mental illnesses and  /  or conditions?  do they have any undiagnosed mental illnesses and  /  or conditions?  do they or should they attend therapy?  

Headcanon prompts (Accepting)

For the most part, Kite’s mental health is stable, and pretty good! Well.... At least it was. With his arrival in Spirale came a decline in his mental health--though the extent of it remains to be seen. 

Kite has not been formally diagnosed with any mental illnesses. But! He has undiagnosed PTSD and derealization disorder. Aaaand probably depression.

Therapy is something he might (and probably should) consider in the future. 

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𝐅𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   ♡   𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄

    send the corresponding symbol(s) for headcanons surrounding the given topic(s)!

🍍  :    how comfortable is my muse in their body?  how do they feel about their height,  weight,  strength,  and body type?  how important is being attractive to them?   🍅  :    how does my muse feel about plastic  /  cosmetic surgeries   &   procedures?  is it something they have done or would do?  do they mind if others do it?   🍏  :    how stable is my muse’s physical health?  do they go for regular or semi-regular checkups by a physician?  do they have any diagnosed illnesses and / or take any medication?  how often do they get sick? 🍎  :    how stable is my muse’s mental health?  have they been diagnosed with any mental illnesses and  /  or conditions?  do they have any undiagnosed mental illnesses and  /  or conditions?  do they or should they attend therapy?   🍑  :    how meticulously does my muse look after their physical appearance?  do they spend a lot of time on their hair,  makeup,  grooming,  and clothing?  is there a particular reason why they do or don’t?   🍒  :    how much does my muse value companionship?  do they constantly keep people around them,  or do they prefer to be alone often?  do they have or desire to have many friends?  do they see every meeting as an opportunity to make a new friend?   🍇  :    how would my muse describe their childhood?  how much has it impacted the person they are now,  or will become as an adult?  around what age did they or will they start to mature,  and why?  do they wish to go back to their days as a child,  or have they embraced adulthood?   🍐  :    how intelligent is my muse overall?  are they smarter than the average person,  or less than?  are they primarily self-taught,  or did they acquire most of their knowledge in school?  are they more street smart or book smart?   🍉  :    which of the four seasons suits my muse best,  and why?   🍌  :    is my muse inclined to help others,  or will they only do it when it benefits them,  if at all?  what makes them this way?  has it ever gotten them into trouble,  or inconvenienced them?  🍊  :    does my muse desire romance?  is it something they would actively seek out,  or prefer to happen more  ‘  naturally?  ’  what is their love life like?  do they have any exes or past flings,  or crushes?   🍓  :    how is my muse typically seen by others?  does it ring true to who they really are?  does their reputation matter to them?  🥝  :    does my muse have any  ‘  unusual  ’  habits,  interests,  and  /  or talents?  do they hide it,  or are they proud of it?   🍋  :    what kind of diet does my muse have?  do they eat regularly,  or the standard 2-3 meals a day?  do they have to be reminded to eat,  or are they likely to remind others?  do they cook,  or have others cook for them?  do they eat healthily,  or not so much?   🥭  :    how important to my muse is their hometown,  or where they’re from?  are they proud of it,  or considered a hometown hero?  did they move away,  or do they wish to?

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Being a dad is a hassle, but it’s something that does genuinely bring Date joy. He certainly didn’t ask for it, but saying he didn’t want it or that he hated the responsibilities that came with it would be a lie. Of course, if Mizuki saw their relationship in a light as positive as him was another matter entirely. 

…Which is actually why he was now at the supermarket (and avoiding Costco for the time being. Something about that place felt cursed at this point), because Mizuki wanted smiley fries and he wanted a reason for her to not expose his browsing history think of him as a good parent.

The smiley fries are proving a little difficult to find, but Date eventually locates the right section, and is scanning the cases for what he needs when–

“Oh wow, you’re pretty.”

Shit, what???

He bluescreens for a hot second, trying to fix this. 

“Tall. Pretty. Tall. Pretty long–hair? Uhh–Do you know where smiley fries? The smiley–fries–I. I think you’re–in front of–They’re for my daughter.”

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Staring ahead, eyes unfocused, he’s lost in a moment of unreality. Kite’s hand is raised to his neck, fingertips touching the base of his turtleneck collar. But a heartbeat, a touch of a scar aren’t enough to keep his mind convinced this is real. 

Something appears in his peripheral vision, and the dial tone in his head shuts itself off, freeing him into the present moment. Kite blinks once, twice, and moves his hand to the side of his face as he subtly shakes it off. And now… he doesn’t remember why he came here in the first place. 

Maybe it’ll come to back to him----or not. Because this fellow is pretty. He sidesteps out of the way of the freezer in question.

“Your daughter?” He repeats in question, eyebrow raised. It sounds like an excuse, and his skeptical expression says as such. But he smiles, a small flirty sort of smile. “There’s no shame in saying they’re at least in part for you..”