#❛ chr: inosuke ━━ bring the blood and gore imma wipe the floor.

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message within the leaves: 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 👄+ 𝐀 𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐂 | Clara for Inosuke 👄 + hiking! | sender: @theothervonkarmagirl I 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶

"Everyone knows when it comes to hiking you rub mud over your body to protect yourself against the sun. If you want to hide yourself from other animals then rub yourself in a predator's urine!! You'll smell like whatever it is that eats them!!" The last one is more of a theory and he just needs a minion to try it out.

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Inosuke continues to scarf down EVERY morsel he could without any signs of slowing down. Whether it was raw meat, fruits or potatoes they found their way into his mouth and eventually his stomach, however whatever salad WAS in the drudge was left in its entirely, salads weren’t anything of worth to a carnivorous king after all. “There you go Red Giant, now all your precious food is finished and in a few days you’re gonna grow weaker and weaker until you finally beg ME 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙄𝙣𝙤𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙚: 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 to show you some mercy by feeding you my scraps.”

He was quite confident in his little scheme. His mind took a mental note to invade the man’s sleeping quarters next and destroy the bed as BEST he can, because the less comfortable an enemy sleeps then the less focus he would be in a battle. Warfare of the wild. ━━   ❝   𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫?!   ❞

Show him, hm? Amused, Roy prepared for an attack from the smaller guy, but didn't expect him to just.. slide between his legs? Confused, the redhead turned and looked after him. How did he want to show it to him now? Oh, great, he wanted to take it out on his home?

He let out an exasperated sigh and went after him, carefully placing the furniture and artifacts he knocked over back to their places. That poor vase... it had such a nice depiction of the archon war... his heart was bleeding as he pushed the shards to the side so nobody would get hurt. He'd have to clean that up later... yikes.

Eventually he reached the kitchen and furrowed his eyebrows at the sight. So, his last part of the revenge was eating his food? "..." Truthfully, it did piss him off, but he was good enough at controlling his features to hide it. He knew that if you show any weakness, or trigger in this case, to a wild animal it would get exploited. So, he'd pretend he didn't care that his precious meat was eaten or this super expensive vase broke. He could cry later in his room.

"Well... don't you seem hungy? You could have just said so and I'd even had prepared that for you, like a nice steak with potatoes or so?" Dramatically, he sighed and shrugged his shoulders in disbelief as he leaned against the doorframe.

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message within the leaves: 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 | (Clara for Inosuke) 020, standing in front of a painting at a museum. | sender: @theothervonkarmagirl I 𝙽𝙾 𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶

UGH, once again he was wearing clothes, but AT the very least Clara was flexible enough to have him wear his kimono open-chested. Now he could kind of get a feel for his surroundings, he was still perplexed on why so many people would choose to gather around only to look at these ugly pictures planted on the wall. Boring, boring B-O-R-I-N-G, that’s ALL this was EXTREMELY BORING, Inosuke wondered WHY in the seven hells Clara would even find the least bit 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜.

━━   ❝   𝐇𝐞𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞?   ❞  Inosuke asked her, there was curiosity as WELL as boredom in his tone as he honestly could not fathom the positivity of being in a large room with a lot of ugly drawings with NO snacks.

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message within the leaves: *  ―  𝑾𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑪𝑯𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑴𝑨𝑺 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. |(Clara for Inosuke!) "We should give our snowman a name!" | sender: @theothervonkarmagirl | closed

━━   ❝  𝐀 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐡.  ❞  Inosuke ponders at the suggestion before nodding his head, now both hands remaining at his hips with confidence. IF it’s a name she wanted to give it then he had the perfect name for their snowman. “Emperor Minion.” For this would be the boss of all minions, a second in command when it came to ordering his army (the little kids in the village). Someone to be his eyes and ears when it came to demon attacks. OH yeah, his face was bright with happiness as he turned towards the girl. “What’d you think? Great name isn’t it, you don’t have to thank me.”

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“HA THAT’S EVEN EASIER!!!” With that said he still thought about it for a minute, sour things were..a challenge but the REAL PROOF of strength lay in who can consume the most spicy edibles without buckling to soothe their pain with a drink. “SPICY, Let’s go get the spiciest food you know and I’ll show you I can eat them ALL without ever needing to drink water.

continuation source under the cut / @theothervonkarmagirl

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Quite the clever girl, his bodies would have created anti-bodies rather quickly to combat the effects of a regular sleeping agent..but the dosage she gave him..even Inosuke would take awhile for his body to reject this form of toxin. Instead of a three or even six hour slumber Inosuke might wake up in an hour instead. Luckily for her he felt not, not her putting his body over a tarp and neither the argues journey it took from the wilderness into town.

People looked on with curiosity however the children having recognized Inosuke as an ‘aniki’ so four of them rallied and worked together, pulling on the tarp along with her to aid her into taking him towards the designated area.

She gasped when he fell over, then she rushed back to her backpack and checked the top.

"Oh. I ordered the Extra Strength. Well, thank goodness they work!"

Inosuke now had enough tranquilizer pumping through his body to poison a silverback gorilla, but Clara didn't rest on her laurels. He was bound to wake up any second, so she got to work straightening his injured leg. Using the sticks and the rope she'd brought, she fastened a splint around it.

Now she had to get his heavy, unconscious body into town. Her legs were strong, but she couldn't carry him all that way, so she laid him out on a tarp, grabbed two of the ends, and began to drag him, carefully, toward civilization.

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(theothervonkarmagirl, for Inosuke!)

Name: Clara Krakenberg

Age: I'm as old as you!

Do you like to cuddle?:  Yes

Can we make-out?: Well. Maybe if you kept it a secret.

A night in or dinner out?:  Dinner out!

Whip cream or chocolate syrup?:  That's a weird question. I guess the chocolate? I love chocolate!

Chocolates and roses?:  I'd like those very much, yes.

What makes you a good Valentine?:  Well, we like a lot of the same things, and I think we really understand each other.

Would you cook for me?: I'd try to. I can't make a lot of things!

Would you let me cook for you?: That would be interesting to see.

Where would you take me on a date?: I think you'd like the Meat Museum!

Who’s paying?:  Gosh, I guess I would be. Unless demon slaying pays now?

What did you get me for Valentine’s Day?:  It's a bowl that you can use to transport food long distances. It'll stay hot or cold for a while. We sell it in our shop!

𝚅𝙰𝙻𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚂 𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙻𝙸𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 | 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽

He dug a finger into the mask's snout and began picking the insides as he read the gibberish written on the paper. "What's all this nonsense."

"Oh ho? What do we got here a love letter?" The taller shinobi quickly took the parchment and began reading its contents. "Mhmm, so what I'm getting from this is there's a little missy by the name of Clara that has it bad for ya. Let's see she wants to make out with you as long as you can keep your mouth shut about it, not that much of a cook but would pay for your meals out. Huh, check it out she'd actually take you to a meat museum. H'alright, if we're gonna send her a response then it's gotta be in a very flashy way."

And it was seemingly on cue when four of his muscle mice appeared at his feet, posing and flexing which made Inosuke distracted with them. In awe of wanting some for himself. Tengen wrote 'It's a date. Meet me at the butterfly mansion at 6. Make a flashy entrance'. The letter rolled up and handed to the mouse that delivered it to her house.

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message within the leaves: 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 | @galaxythixf : ❛ can’t sleep? ❜ - Zenitsu to Inosuke I 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

He was jittery, more energetic than usual. Though the wildling could not for the life of him know why he was soo restless. Was it anxieties that he’s never given himself time to address? Like the loss of their beloved older brother figure Rengoku? Was it because his mind simply could not fathom just HOW he was going to achieve the strength needed in order to vanquish an upper moon on his home, without either of his minions to keep them all safe from harm. Although instead of being vulnerable once Zenitsu asks his question he replies in verbal anger. ❝   𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢!?   ❞

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message within the leaves: 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 | "It's a seance, Inosuke. We all get together and try to talk to ghosts. We just call it a dinner party so it doesn't scare people on the street. There will be hors d'oeuvres there but that's it, really." | sender: @theothervonkarmagirl I 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶

━━   ❝   𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐞.   ❞  A finger gently picked at his nose in ignorance. All of this mess about contacting the dead, like they’d have anything special to tell them. He’d just attend them for those snacks..the ‘oh-derbs’ as she called them. “I’ll take a nap, wake me up when you’re sharing out the food.”

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message within the leaves: 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 | Nez steals Inosuke's tempura as they fall in the Infinite Castle realm. (KnY s4 spoilers) | sender: @swordsxandxsakuras I 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶

━━   ❝   𝐇𝐔𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐇- 𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐏!!   ❞  What was this? A fight? Paired up with a great meal?? OH Yes he was definitely excited for this..that is until the brat decided to steal his food. Whilst falling he ‘swims’ towards her to put her into a headlock until she relinquishes his meal.

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message within the leaves: *  𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫. | Inosuke i heard sticking your tongue to a frozen pole tastes delicious | sender: faceless | always open.

━━   ❝  𝐇𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐭!  ❞  Inosuke laughs rather loudly and shamelessly. “Everyone knows that frozen poles tastes disgusting.” Of course he’d know this, if they tasted horrible during the summer then there was NOTHING winter would have done to salvage that, poles were lost causes.

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━━   ❝   𝐍𝐎 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒!!   ❞  There were many things to use in the wild, Mud as a form of camouflage, mushrooms and herbs for poison. All she needed was knowledge..but he KNOWS she had enough knowledge to survive against predators in the wilderness..all she needed was the wit. And so..he pokes her forehead again, if she could swat HIM she can shot a dart into an angry bear’s snout.

"Ow! Ow! Ow!"

Clara swatted his hand away, using the other to rub her forehead. "Watch and learn what," she huffed. "How to get eaten?! I'm not as strong as you!"

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Sounds like excuses if he ever heard any. ‘They were here first.’ Yadda yadda. BUT there was a part of him that can acknowledge her respecting the wilds…but she didn’t have to be so DAMN WEAK about it either. So, his finger began poking her forehead repeatedly. He was not satisfied. ❝   𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐊!𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐊!𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐊!   ❞   He supposed as her leader it was up to him to train her so she wouldn’t end up as prey. "Whenever we go out into the wilderness together just watch and learn my tiny minion."

"I don't avoid them because I'm afraid," she huffed. Well, maybe she was afraid of some of them, but she was trying to prove a point! "It's because I'm in their habitat! They were here first and I'm just passing through. Why start a fight?! They don't come into my home and start fighting with me!"

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TCH, she was presumptuous to assume something that small would have been able to kill him. If it weren’t so far away he would have jammed the damn thing into his chest to prove her wrong, to prove that he’s put himself through the ringer more than once to make his body stronger than it’s supposed to be, to prove that he’s beyond peak condition. 

━━   ❝   𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤!   ❞  He spoke up against her, not getting the whole ‘liking animals thing’. “This isn’t about senseless fighting in the wilderness, it’s about showing the predators that they should be the one afraid of you, if you just avoid them then eventually you’ll just be dinner for them when they’re desperate.” Or perhaps this was him trying to toughen her up when he’s not there and she’s without her little gadgets.

"Woozy!" Clara held it out of his reach before he got any ideas. "This has enough tranquilizer to take down a rhino. It'll probably kill you."

"Anyway, can I be honest with you? I don't know if I could seek out an animal to fight even if I was as strong as you are. I mean, it's one thing if you are backed into a corner. But...I don't know. It would bother me."

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━━   ❝   𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓?!?   ❞  He thought these little trips were activities that would bring them CLOSER, soo why is it that his mate refused to partake in the essence of this sport alongside him. SURELY there’s a division in which they could be a team. “Is it because you’re scrawny but soft up here?” He pats his own chest. “Don’t be afraid, that’s why I’m here to share my knowledge in training.” Then he looks at the dark. It looks identical to the needles Ms Kocho gives them at the butterfly manor.. “That looks like the thing that makes me feel woozy.”

"We?! No way, you're getting into that ring alone."

Clara's wilderness handbook said that the best defense against a hostile animal attack was prevention, but even when that didn't work, retreating or playing dead usually did the trick. Clearly, she and Inosuke had different ideas about this.

"Unless it's susceptible to these," she held up a tranquilizer dart. "But I haven't used them very much."

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Bareknuckled..in the gutter. He 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒 what that means and it made him excited because his mind wondered if such a thing was still happening. Wondering if there was something like that here, going on right at this very moment. Damn it made him happy. ━━   ❝  𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?  ❞  It would have been far easier to sense if there WAS a fight nearby had she not insisted he wear such a monkey suit. It was VERY hard to get a good glimpse of the area like this.

"Those are boxing gloves," Clara explained. "They protect their hands from the blows."

"Not everyone uses them, though. Some fight bareknuckle. Usually in a gutter somewhere for dirty blood money. My grandfather says that's the only real way to fight."