#﹙⠀ kathexismania⠀»⠀ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ:HANZO ! ﹚
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❝ My emotions have three outlets: haughty silence, tears and rage. ❞ (from 🔥 to ❄️)
A consider amount of willpower is required to overcome the desire to laugh, although an irreprehensible chuckle still seems to dare bubble up his throat, producing an rather peculiar noise. Maybe that wasn't the most deserving or appropriate context for a laugh, yet that raw honesty, intonation and the precise timing somehow still managed to squeeze out some humor from that solid mountain of a man, even though there weren't exactly as many reasons to share many genuine and carefree laughs as of late. Especially considering the circumstances entangling both individuals in question: After all, after such a long time of peaceful coexistence, every detail, every nuance that made each other unique was no longer uncovered and certainly no factual surprise should come from those words ━━━━━━━━━━━━ no matter how somber they might sound.
❛❛ Oh, ❜❜ Still, there's room for the playacting of a theatrical surprise, as evidenced in the slightly widened cerulean gaze though no other change is noticeable in his serious expression. One heavy hand leisurely and softly placed over his broad chest just to enhance the act while the soft words make no secret of his playful sarcasm. ❛❛ In all my years, in this vital industry, this is the first time I have come to notice it. ❜❜ Brow rises at the end of the sentence only to emphasize his punchline deliver, tone spiced with a bit of self-satisfaction, and the face... Ah, his face, it remains inflexible as a rock, still carrying this hint of disdain which only wouldn’t help to take any of those words seriously. ❛❛ Should I dare offer Master Hasashi an alternative? Or does he believe it to be good as it is? ❜❜ Don’t go wasting your emotions...
#﹙⠀❄⠀⋮⠀ꜱᴜʙ���ᴇᴄᴛ:LIANG⠀»⠀ᴅᴇᴠᴇʟᴏᴩᴍᴇɴᴛ:INTERACTIONS ! ﹚#﹙⠀☣⠀⋮⠀ʙʟᴏɢʜᴀᴢᴀʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴅᴇ:IC ANSWERS ! ﹚#kathexismania#﹙⠀ kathexismania ! ﹚#﹙⠀☣⠀⋮⠀ʙʟᴏɢʜᴀᴢᴀʀᴅ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ:ENG ! ﹚#﹙⠀ kathexismania⠀»⠀ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ:HANZO ! ﹚#( I'M SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG! )#( I'm a tiny slug demon but I promise I'm doing me best. ;;u;;/ )#( LOOK this is a woody.woodpecker quote that's used as a recurrent meme here where I live and I couldn't think of anything else IIUHDAUIHDUI#( because I'm a MEMER don't judge c: )#( it sounded funnier in my head but WELP HERE WE ARE. )
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☣ 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒚 on⠀»⠀@𝒌𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒂 :
▬▬ι═══════ﺤ 🔥 || Remember the moment you left him alone and broke every promise you have ever made? For our violence was an ocean, lost in the open and nothing could take our respective pain away? Maybe they spoiled what could have become beautiful moments and experiences by trying to recreate them with the ones Hanzo Hasashi has lived them with. Maybe it’s better to just let that memory continue living without ever tainting it trying to make it more. How he had felt the whole world cave and vacuum beneath a dark sanguine void, as unfurling cosmic petals of his heart withered and pulverized with the corruption of Kamidogu taking ahold of one of his most formidable and talented pupils, Forrest Fox. The world as of current brings him equal amount of thirst and despair, burning him vehemently until he is naught, but dust.
With his self-destructive thoughts of gnawing, all-consuming guilt and remorse killing his body, mind, and soul softly in the dark of the night, the Shirai Ryu Grandmaster finds himself seemingly eternally lost; lone, left cold, shivering, faltering, losing, dusting, parting... Hanzo Hasashi thinks it’s his heart. He thinks it’s tired of pumping blood for a creature that keeps wanting to die, for he once again, failed to protect those that required his protection. His trudging steps are heavy, as the steep, unforgivable incline towards Lin Kuei Temple isn’t an easy feat to conquer, even for the pyromancer with infernal flames scorching in the depth of his heart and soul.
Breaking and eroding himself down is a necessary tribulation Hanzo Hasashi had chosen, and therefore, he considers this pivotal action building of his stronger foundation. He would unabashedly allow himself to dream wild, even in their throes of driving one another on the verge of fatal, grisly death, he would let himself start with a feeling. For he still remembers what it feels to be like a child; innocent, full of curiosity and awe, a sense of playfulness and adventure. Having plunged into the nadir of Netherrealm and being tortured beneath the surging conflagrations of inferno had prevented his heart and soul to hearken back to the happiness of purely being. And yet, through their visceral violence stemmed from bitter rivalry of the past now unearths a feeling he couldn’t fathom to decipher. Perhaps it was reverence and love hidden inside the crevices of his mind and chambers of his heart, the delightful treasure waiting to be found by the other Grandmaster. So he would simply follow his heartbeats, align with that inner infinitesimal surge of hope, invite in all that infinite potential, as his tenacity breaks through the raw, brutal, frigid howling of Arctika’s winter wrath.
“I beseech to speak with Sub-Zero,” beneath the rosy tinge of his dark olive skin, he requests rather humbly to one of the guards keeping watch. “I do not wish to fight the Lin Kuei; all I want is our allegiance, so that we may pave forth a better, halcyon world without malignant corruption of annihilating darkness, for our respective clans have suffered enough.” No longer, he wishes to be inhabited by his fatuity deep within his soul, a chapter of never-ending idiocy who never had joy in himself. ▬▬ι═══════ﺤ 🔥 ||
The dense and noisy breathing is the only melody that lulls the mind of the now grand master of the Lin Kuei ninjas. Countless intangible images, memories and fantasies flash on his head, causing inside of him, in these countless hours when he meditated right at the shadow of the great statue in the temple, an intense pain that seems to overwhelm his entire self; oppressing him, grinding him, diminishing him to the vile, empty and purposeless creature that his circumstances might have made him out to be. Transformed, violated, prevented from finding rest - in life or death - for so many years not only by his enemies ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ but also by those whom he had once sworn to remain loyal and filial to. Still, some sense of gratitude still lingered in his countless thoughts, especially after being saved even on the verge of embracing his ultimate demise by Bo’ Rai Cho and finally having a chance to cleanse his clan of all that mechanical madness and re-raise it despite all odds. Throat starts to burn as the mouth helps to take deeper breaths while the thoughts seem to show more than he would like to see in that moment of supposed peace. The gleam of those pale blue eyes, once wild and indomitable, seems to have been clouded by the cruelty of the current circumstances, although it maintained some resilience to guide his reborn sect.
A wave of restlessness strikes him, carried by those strong words that floated in the piercing winds of Articka’s to his ears, while he finds himself caught in this frail sense of doubt, wrapped by the darkness, not only from the surrounding environment, but also from his own feelings and thoughts. He recognized that voice, from the darkest depths of his memory. There’s no hesitation before going down to the gates of the fortress, navigating the corridors with all the speed his feet allowed while his body seemed to be flooded by the most varied mix of sensations. Would it really be prudent to receive him now? Even after so muchbloodshed? Could they ever reach peace ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ or at the very least a momentary truce?
The seconds that follow seem to have stretched in the air much longer than they actually lasted, while the distance to the gates grew shorter and shorter. It wasn’t necessary to be the most intelligible of men to perceive in the those fierce features that the stated intentions were genuine, yet, perhaps there’s still this attempt to extract from that expression, even at such distance, some clue, the subtlest of hints in what isn’t said. Still, the most dignified semblance is offered to his guest, the semblance of an actual leader. Heavy, callused hands slightly outstretched so as to show that no threat would be allowed while the Grandmaster silently but firmly gives the order for the guards to lower their weapons. And every passing second that silence lingered only gave voice to his own thoughts, only echoing and amplifying his doubts. However, even in that position, even after the humiliation, even amid the unspeakable pain that running throughout his being at the mere thought of their previous encounters, tearing him apart, little by little, until there is nothing left, Cryomancer still seems unable to bear any such strong hatred towards that man ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ And perhaps condemns himself in infinite ways for that.
❛❛ Very well, ❜❜ paused are the words, there is no reason to incite conflict right now. ❛❛ We do seem to share the same thoughts. ❜❜ Pressure increases inside the jaw while the icy, pale blue irises are framed by thick, slightly furrowed eyebrows, indicate some suspicion that would still take roots inside his heart, in spite of a sparkle of relief lighting inside. And perhaps it could ignite a flame too dangerous to nourish even after so many years: hope. He does his best to not transpire more than he should, while the deep voice seems to be reverberate along with the winds of the North. ❛❛ This humble one is eager to clarify any doubts and concerns the Grand Master of the Shiray Ryu may still hold regarding our character. ❜❜ Left clenched fist hurries to find the right palm, and, together with a so very subtle bow, invites the pyromancer to accompany the leader into the fortress. At that point perhaps there might be a veiled meaning in the frigid speeche, however, it wouldn’t be wise to expose it here and now in the face of people who were not involved in their and their only affairs in the least.
#﹙⠀❄⠀⋮⠀ꜱᴜʙᴊᴇᴄᴛ:LIANG⠀»⠀ᴅᴇᴠᴇʟᴏᴩᴍᴇɴᴛ:INTERACTIONS ! ﹚#kathexismania#﹙⠀☣⠀⋮⠀ʙʟᴏɢʜᴀᴢᴀʀᴅ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ:ENG ! ﹚#﹙⠀ kathexismania ! ﹚#﹙⠀ kathexismania⠀»⠀ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ:HANZO ! ﹚#( LESGOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! )#( I am allergic to writing actual names. so this reply was a bit hard ~ )#( I apologise for my english ;u; but I TRY )
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