#;holyrisen : yoru

[guhamun]

continued from [ x ] || @holyrisen

CALCHARO OFTEN AT LEAST announced his presence when he intended on visiting another, but if told he had to set an appointment…well…nine out of ten he would completely ignore this and bypass the whole process. The poor attendant was probably beside themselves right now with anxiety after having to deal with him and his casual disregard for anything they had said to him about Yoru being busy. As soon as he had stepped into the other’s office, no time was wasted in his approach; boots thumping heavily against the floor until it all came to an abrupt stop the moment the moment he was in front of Yoru’s desk. What words they had been about to say meant little to him, such made apparent by his hand reaching out, firmly bringing the other’s bright gaze to meet his own. Nothing was said for a time, though Calcharo’s gaze was no less intense than it had been. If anything, the slight narrow of it might as well be akin to a shout in a quiet room. ❝You have been on my mind.❞ The words were stated matter-of-factly, his tone betraying nothing in concerns to his thoughts.

     Yoru was bizarre to him for a variety of reasons, so that could have been what it was. He was nothing like the other diplomats who had hired him before, though their business was unsavory in comparison to the one in front of him. Whereas they were selfish, to say that Yoru was this in his gestures would have been a terrible attempt at character assassination. ❝Nothing about you make any sense to me. What are you hiding beneath your altruism…?❞ Calcharo said this, but he had observed them for a good long while now. Keeping up masks at all times was impossible. It would always drop out of habit, and yet Yoru was so…

     Something.

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SHE        HAS    A    SIMPLE    TRADITION    -        A    TASK    OF    GIVING    WITH    NO    RETURN    .        -        and    it    oft    starts    with    the    strays    of    a    city    she    attends,        and    so    she    is    in    back-alleys    counting    blessings    out    in    platters    of    food.        treating    the    life    of    others    ,    as    her    own    had    been    when    she    was    left    stagnant    in    planet-hood    .            she    gives    as    mother    would    ,        without    bound    and    barring    no    attention    on    the    nature    of    who    she    fed.        and    it    was    h e r e    that    she    found    a    gaggle    of    pups        all    needing    care.            𖥔𓈒   -        “    I    Have    you    -    don’t    worry    sweeties.    i    am    here    for    you    -    let's    eat    up    and    i’ll    get    you    some    place    better    .”        she    keeps    her    voice    low    -    for    on    the    other    side    of    them        is    some        BUSY    CAFE    -        SURELY    OWNED    BY    A    GIT    -    who    would    run    them    off    in    disgust    .                𖥔𓈒    -        “    I    Brought    enough    for    for    everyone    so    let    us    not        push    and    shove    .”        she    untangles    a    pup    or    two    ,        not    noticing    someone    l i n g e r i n g    behind    her.  @holyrisen  / yoru

[sungracd]

@holyrisen :  "  h - hello ! "   hikari greets at the front doors to adrian,  holding a small basket of sweet treats she ended up baking.  beside her stood shou,  who passes them a simple 'yo' with a wave,  hands dug into the pockets of his cargo pants.    "  hey.  is euriel here ?   stopping by for a visit.  well,  mostly hikari wanted to visit the guy,  i'm just chaperoning.  "   his comment earns him a small nudge from hikari,  who pouts at him.

"Well, isn't my little Euri popular lately."  A soft laugh.  This house is truly starting to feel like a home again since they've met the Tsukinos, sibling bickering and all.  "It's good to see you two. Come in, come in. He's around here somewhere."  The doors are pulled further open to accommodate them with ease, eyes practically sparkling at the sight of a familiar basket in Hikari's grasp.

"Are those Sweet Star Café cookies I see?"

[theircurse-archive4]

╰ ☆ ✧ — @holyrisen asked: " … i know someone like you can probably defend yourself. but, it's still dangerous to wander around alone at night. " / yoru

↳ -: ☆ ( Unprompted ) ☆ :-

╰ ★ █║ ⁞ —ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝐀𝐇 … 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐃 at that nearby café they had been eyeing. The height difference between them and the man was intimidating in itself. He was taller than a LOT of the people at the mafia ! His words were kind and clearly full of concern for the child. But they've seen this sort of game far too many times to simply trust him right away. The man would be greeted with nothing more than a SHRUG of their little shoulders and a CAREFREE smile.

╰ ✗ * . ⊹ ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ Oh, it's okay ! I do this ALL the time ! Wandering around at night is NOTHING ! ❜

╰ ✗ * . ⊹ ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤTechnically, they were telling the man the TRUTH. Just not all of it. Just not the part where they were, in fact, a tiny criminal.

[ardenssolis]

@holyrisen​ said (inbox):

" ..... oi. " a gruff voice next to ozymandias perks with faint vexation. yoru was trying to meditate, but the amount of tiny sphinxes weren't really helping. he looks up at the sun king with a small frown, attempting to retain some composure and stillness as a few of them attempted to climb up across his back, head, and lap. " can you control these .... "

     OTHER THAN A GLANCE in the other’s direction when he had taken a seat beside them, Ozymandias had left Yoru to his devices. Book in hand, he had thumbed through the pages slowly, his mind far off from that building and elsewhere which, of course, was probably perfect for Yoru. He had been sitting quietly beside him the whole time, eyes closed and mind equally as far, although for another reason, perhaps. Were they meditating? Ah, whatever, it was none of his business. Thus, time passed, peace remained…until certain little ‘visitors’ appeared. Ozymandias only but give them a glance to know their mood, and though they had no eyes, their body language showed they were very interested in what the other Servant was doing. The sphinx trio approached, with the faint patter of their paws, coming to move in front of Yoru and ‘stare’, their little heads tilting curiously. It was then that Yoru’s fate was sealed. Before one knew it, the three had already decided that he would be their next source of entertainment, the three climbing upon him and happily hanging onto his form as if he was an elaborate obstacle course.

     ❝Can one truly control feline?❞ Ozymandias cooed, a smirk tugging upon the corner of his lips. ❝They tend to do whatever they so wish.❞ Well he could tell them to leave Yoru alone, but would he was the real question. ❝Besides, you use that distraction to better your focus. Think of their attempts at distracting you as training. Surely that should make it all easier, yes?❞ Or so he said. It was a little difficult to concentrate when you had cubs vying for your attention, but surely Yoru would be able to rise up to the challenge---

[guhamun]

@holyrisen said (inbox):

while in the middle of discussing another potential assignment for the ghost hounds, yoru suddenly stops when he notices something on one of calcharo’s arms — he frowns, soon setting his paperwork down after realizing it was some untended injury of his. “ … where did you get that ? ”

CALCHARO HAD BEEN LISTENING to Yoru’s words, though his eyes also roved across the text neatly lined on the document in his hand. He multitasked, focused on both without missing out on anything that was said. It was a skill that he had gained a long time ago through experience that made it easy for him to keep track of more than one thing at a given time -- a skill, he believed, that all should eventually master. A small hum sounded in his throat, acknowledgement for what was typed out before placing the document down on the desk. ❝I believe that…❞ He paused, brows rising slightly, almost imperceptibly at the question that was aimed in his direction that had nothing to do with work. Glancing over to his arm, it was then that he noticed the cut right beneath his shoulder; shallow enough not to be lethal, yet a wound all the same. Hmm…when did he get that? ❝I can’t remember. Perhaps earlier today.❞ Silver eyes the color of moon’s light lingered upon it for but a moment before he turned his focus back to Yoru. ❝It’s inconsequential.❞

     A simple injury not worth further notice.

[raftagii]

@holyrisen israfil calls yoru dog stealing cafe boorista ! AND ENEMY NUMBER ONE ☝️

[zangyo]

@holyrisen​ said (inbox):

“ here . ” yoru approaches the other with another cup of coffee in his hand , sliding it on the table to him . “ it’s on the house . you seem even more tired than usual .... and irritated . well , you look irritated almost all the time , but this seems different . ”

     OH THANK GOODNESS FOR people like Yoru and also for this entire shop overall. He gave a sigh, reaching out to pull that steaming cup of coffee closer. ❝You're a lifesaver. Thank you, Yoru-san.❞ Just what he needed. Coffee. Lifting it towards his lips, he gently blew on it in hopes of cooling the beverage down enough to take a small sip. He knew it was made to his liking, so Nanami wasn't worried about how it might taste. Such was the trust he placed in Yoru's abilities. He did pause for a moment at the mention of looking 'irritated all the time' comment. Did he really? ❝Hmm...a friend of mine used to say that to me. They would say my level of ‘irritated’ seemed different from usual.❞ Haibara did always seem to know if something was amiss with him. Huffing a bit with amusement, he took a sip of his drink, already feeling much better from this single gesture alone.

     ❝This tastes delicious.❞

[prophetstold]

THROWS YORU @ HIM

            THWACK.  YOU CANNOT!!  LUNGE AT!!  THE MAN WITH ONE (1) ARM!!!

[14thns]

" oi . be more careful . you could've fallen and hit your head . " / yoru hehehehe

          theres    a  moment    of   hesitation   ,   eyes   flicker   with   a   sense   of  confusion  .   the   one   who   grabs   your   arm     bears   an  uncanny  resemblance   to   a   friend   of   yours   ,   granted   ,  he  would  never  say  such  kind   nor   considerate   words .   after   regaining   balance   ,   allen   is   left   alone   with   his   thoughts  for  the  time  being.   trying   to   exactly   formulate   &   comprehend   what   had   just   happened  .   physical   damage   and   pain     were   all   too     familiar   to  him   ,   it   was     nostalgic   in  a  way.   despite   how   darkly   morbid   that   all   sounded   ,   that’s  just  how  his  life  has   been   up   to   this   point .   that   sort   of   warming   words   of   comfort  still  throw  him  for  a  loop  ,     no   matter     ,   how   long  he’s   been   with   the   order & how   much   of   a   family   the   others   make   him   feel   apart   of.   some   habits    [ die  hard  ] ,   he   supposed   . ❝    mーmister yoru . . . I suppose you’re right ! haha , I guess I wasn’t thinking .     ❞  hollow  laughter   emerges   , yet  another   method   of   coping   with   the   pain .   not   too   unlike   a    pierrot ,  hiding   behind   that   mask   of   yours.   it   was   uncanny    how   ironic   fate   could  be    , still  ,   a   tinge   of   red   is   visible   on   your   expression .  to  have  someone  worry  about    you   like   this     ,   its   what   you’ve  always   wanted  ...    isn’t  it ? ー @holyrisen​

[pruinesce-a2]

concrete digs painfully into her knees,   but fuyumi is far too pre-occupied with the task at hand to notice.   she coos quietly to the shadows underneath a dumpster,   fully aware of how foolish she might look      -      here,   come here,   she murmurs in a failing attempt to coax out the small pup hiding underneath.

‘   oh,   i’m sorry,   i      -     ’   she stands quickly,   hands shooting to hide the half - eaten sandwich she had been using to entice the little dog closer,   as if she were about to be scolded.   ‘   i just thought he,   um      -      looked hungry.   ’

@holyrisen​,   yoru.

[bakgos]

@holyrisen​ said : " i'm gonna kick that prick's ass. "   shou grumbles while stuffing his mouth with a muffin he just baked, almost pouting.  with the way he was glaring at euriel from across the room, quietly cleaning his sword, it can be assumed he was talking about him.  hikari awkwardly laughs next to shou before glancing over at bakugo.   " euriel - san beat shou at uno, so he's a bit bitter. " | prompted w/o meme. 

          HE COULD ONLY FIGURE HE WAS SPEAKING ABOUT EURIEL , considering the four of them were the only individuals taking up the space in the cafe at the moment. somewhat fresh from a session of training by his lonesome , hikari had offered him refreshments after the activities & shou happened to appear soon after. sipping at his own lemonade situated on a coaster , katsuki bites back the makings of a smirk , but allows crimson hues to roll freely. 

          ‘ tch.      let ‘em throw hands , hikari. shou talks his shit , but he ain’t about it. ‘ the words that leave his lips are dripping in subtle taunt , a little less bite & a little more play to them than normal. ‘ ‘specially since there’s NO WAY he could beat me at uno either. ‘ it seems like katsuki also wants to brew some trouble , sorry hikari. 

[guhamun]

@holyrisen said (inbox):

yoru grumbles, clearly unamused by calcharo's assortment of teasing once again. he huffs, whipping his head around just enough to lightly make his ponytail hit his face a little. " hn .... keep talking, and i'll put you in time out. " he's just being grouchy.

HOW RARE IT WAS to pull a chuckle from him, but really, the entire situation was amusing. Never did he ever think that he would catch Yoru sneaking about, undercover like some spy. Diplomats usually paid others to do that for them, but rather than fit with the status quo, he was always doing things that were contrary to what even Calcharo would expect. Waving his hand to brush the other’s ponytail away after that light brush, made sure to give it just the slightest tug. Only enough to be felt before he returned his hands back to his side. ❝Anyway, you should be more careful while you’re here, Yoru. It’d be a shame if a valuable client wound up in a precarious situation due to sniffing around where they shouldn’t.❞

     The Exiles weren’t the most difficult group to infiltrate; however, they were wary. One misstep and he’d have a mess of trouble on his hands. Although, truthfully, Yoru seemed to be doing rather fine. Calcharo only noticed because not much escaped his attention. Even that woman…Yinlin…was it? Had that been what the Rover had called her? Had been easily identified by him when she had attempted to hide among his Ghost Hounds.

[calpio]

" oi. yuuta. " a gruff call of his name , extending his hands out to offer him a platter of the cake he had baked for him. yoru's expression was as grumpy as ever , but with a much lesser intensity than he usually expresses. the cake has a bountiful of strawberries layered on and in the cake , decorated beautifully. " happy birthday. "

                            blink    once    ,    then    twice     .     this    gift    was    much    different    than    any    other    one   he    received    ...     this    gift    was    that    he    was    allow     eating    sweets    without    being     scolded    !      it’s    a    shimmer     within     gaze    ,    and    only    looking    ‘pon    the   picturesque    display    ignites    a    growl    to    stomach    .     as    yoru    would    roll    eyes    ,    is    when    yuuta    would    smile    back    up    at    him    .    “    yoru  -  chan     ~    you    mean   i   can    have    this    ,    without     getting    my    cheeks    pinched    ?!     this    is    the    best    birthday    everrrrrrrr    ~    !!     thank    you    ,    thank    you    ,    thank    you    !    “     titter    drips    from    fanged    tiers     ,    holding    up     the    cake     with    both    hands     ...    if    she    were    to    drop    it    ,    it    would    be    the    end    for    him    as    he    knows     it     !     to    look    back     at    yoru    ,    facet    didn’t     partain    the    usual    sternness     ...     he    was    always    warm     inside    ,    yuuta    could     see    that    with     eyes    peeled    back     .     but    this    time    ,    yoru    let    it    slip    from    the    cracks     ...     a     gentle    smile    replaces     the    usual     eccentricity      .

                           “     yoru   -   chan    ,    i     kinda    wanna    share    this    with    everyone    ~     like    shou   -   chan    ,    hikariri     ,     tai  -  chan    ...     you    made    the    cake    for    me    ,     but    it’ll    taste     much     nicer    with    everyone    around     !     you    think     the    same    ,    yeah    ?    ♡    “      

                      it’s     the    form    of    felicity     when    he    hums    these    words     ,    after     all      ...      it’s     the    truth    .                @holyrisen      +      birthday  asks   !

[seai]

☎ hehe for yuuta and haiyan

yuuta!

              name:         ♡ shou! ♡               picture:            a picture of him sleeping with whiskers and cat paws drawn on his face, with a pretty pink heart boarder around it! a little cute prank!               ringtone:           totally darling darling from she is summer... a poppy song so cute n sweet!! like a bubbly drink!               recent texts:

haiyan!

                   name:             yoru .... he's kinda uncreative but eventually might put a heart emoji... unless? ;)                   picture:             i'm sure there would just be the default no picture but i like to imagine later on haiyan took a pic of him in an apron he bought him... the apron is shibe themed and he thought it fit him well :)                  ringtone:             probably one of the songs he heard in his cafe and he liked! a chill song! recent texts:

[guhamun]

@holyrisen said (inbox):

" it's your birthday, right ? here ... " yoru slides calcharo a small box; inside of it was what looked like a bracelet of sorts. " i didn't really know what to get you, but ... these are popular from my hometown. they have a charm engraved that's suppose to help bring good fortune. "

HOW IN THE WORLD did Yoru come to know when he was born? He supposed digging up information on people was a part of his many duties, so it was perhaps no small wonder that he had managed to procure that much. Still…what was the point of such a thing, anyway? There was nothing to gain from celebrating his birthday aside from maybe trying to get him to lower his guard more and place more trust in them. However, Calcharo only trusted to an extent, still observing Yoru as if expecting him to potentially attempt some form of betrayal. He wouldn’t – Calcharo could sense that much, but to say that was a whole zero percent would be foolish to someone who forever held some form of caution when dealing with others. Confused by all this, his brows furrowed just slightly as he went about opening the box presented to him, pulling out the bracelet inside and examining it quietly.

     ❝…There was no need to go out of your way for me.❞ A birthday was just a day to him. Nothing more, nothing less than that. Whereas others happily celebrated such things, for himself, he oftentimes forgot it existed. How…intriguing it was, that they cared to keep track of this seemingly insignificant event. Turning the bracelet so he could look upon the engraving, he hummed softly, expression difficult to read as he soon slipped it over his wrist. ❝In that case, I suppose I best wear this…not that I believe in things like luck. However, I suppose if it does exist, having a little of it would be beneficial to my business.❞ All his ‘luck��� was due to careful planning and strategy, but even so…

     This was fine.