#tenkoseisensei

[nulltune]

"Hey, Kishinami-san. Remember when you said that Yan was like me in regards to being shy? I think you are right about that. Do you think we are able to tease him a bit more on that there?"

unprompted,  always accepting !!   @jaakunxkaze + i will also boop @tenkoseiensei  ♡

❛   yes.   ❜      of course,  she'd remember that little shared trait of the two assassins she'd grown so fond of  /  forgetting was not an option for ai tasked to observe and understand.  yet ...      ❛   ah,  but i didn't know you had such a side to you.   ❜      noted with a hand lifted over her mouth for dramatics  —  though it merely covers an unchanging expression  —  hakuno's head would tilt a few degrees.  she wonders if she could take this as a sign of the two of them getting along ...  perhaps even getting closer ?

if that were the case,  then—  a small word of advice,  might just be helpful for the fuuma here.      ❛   you know,  yan qing is ...   ❜      cue an intentional pause,  with the maiden from the moon gazing far away to who - knows - where,  before returning her gaze onto the other servant.     

❛   ... secretly the type that wants to be chased.   ❜      ( she is well aware of the implications that came with this way of phrasing it,  but well.  that's intentional. ☆ )  ( he's not even here,  but she's teasing him already ! )

[gallowking]

@tenkoseiensei​ said:  nyoron

“You behave.” He’s squinting RIGHT at you Yan. 

[praediitus]

@tenkoseiensei​ said ;  golem ? golem ? golem ? golem ? golem ? golem ? golem ? golem ? golem ? golem ? golem ? golem ? golem ? golem ? golem ? golem ? golem ? golem ? golem time ?

             "I was tempted to give you one so you would finally stop coming to my workshop every 10 minutes, but you are too chaotic to be trusted with a golem." A pause followed by;  "and I don´t like you."

[nulltune]

❛   o��� oi ~ !   ❜      parroted in a cadence more playful,  as much as her monotone voice allowed for,  at least.  her blank face would stare at the other,  canting slightly at a vague confusion  —  the way this conversation was going was ...  beyond her.      ❛   get out there ...   ❜      she knew what the words meant,  but applying to herself  /  viewing it as herself is where she failed to understand.      ❛   where ?   ❜      there was nowhere.  nothing at all.

[nulltune]

uno 1v1 let's go.

@tenkoseiensei 🤼‍♂️

[nulltune]

@tenkoseiensei replied: a virgin

slowly menacingly reaches out to him and—

[nulltune]

' hakuno - chan ~ '  he coils about her with all his oily, deliberate malice; he slings an arm over her shoulder and smiles, teeth bared and eyes glinting, an empty rictus cruel at the bleeding edge. ' you’re not really gonna ask me ta play nice with the enemy, are ya? i mean, you're a good girl, more or less, but good people don't last in this world ... world? sorry, sorry ~ i meant "war." havin' morals ya seriously don't wanna compromise from is admirable, sure! but it's not very smart. ya wanna live, riiiight? y'don't have any choice but ta rely on me ... right?

... in that case, best come ta terms with what we're gonna be doin', and throw that worthless guilt away. we're gonna get our hands reaaal dirty, and twist the knife deep inta every single fucker who mocks us ... ' he pantomimes a murder, eyes the in and out of an invisible knife like someone possessed, until a sudden hiccup of laugher escapes him, thrilled at the thought, enough to throw his arms upwards and carelessly amble away from her.

'you get it, right? unfortunately, it would seem destiny and this place has decided that a no good, rule-breaking villain suits you best! the only way to make it to the end of this is by tearing out and betraying the hearts of others! if you’re too weak ta kill a servant, then all either of us needs is the answer to what makes them kill themselves! right now, i'm respecting the contract between us as master and servant, but all that really means is you need me, as much as i need you. so, master. ' a word he chews and growls in its pronunciation, drawing in close, jade eyes lightless and haunted: every ounce of subtle, building hysteria evaporates in an instant. 'don't disappoint by wasting our potential. ‘

“   assassin.   ”      ever polite,  the greeting comes in turn.  the sudden contact is unexpected,  but the servant's master does no move to shake him off or push him away.  under different circumstances  /  if the assassin hadn't came to her with this sort of intent,  it would've been a much more welcomed gesture  ——  but that wasn't it,  it wasn't so much the act itself that brought on this peturbing sense of something not right.  hazel eyes widen a fraction at the grin pulling on his lips—  more akin to a predator baring its fangs than anything amiable.  something stirs in her,  though she isn't sure what it is.  what should she feel,  anyway ?  it was as if he'd presented her a knife and told her to aim for the neck.  the metaphorical item would be taken into her hands,  inspected with a careful consideration.

“   i won't force you to do anything you don't want to,   but that doesn't mean i'll let you do whatever you want.   ”      such was the principle she operates on,  and as the servant had already recognized,  like her own steadfast morals,  this was one she followed through and through.  he smiles,  she frowns.  each word that leaves him is so cruel,  harsh,  it's the reality of this situation.  it's a fact that feels like the slow downpour of cold water over her  —  but it's not like she didn't know it.  she knows,  knows it all too well.      “   i understand,   ”     his laughter rings joyous,  the one that leaves her is a bitter chuckle.      “   but you must think of me as the biggest idiot then.   ”      it's said just as he pulls away from her,  and indeed,  this must be the point of divide between the two.  he's right,  this was a warfield built to weed out the weak from the strong.  survival of the fittest,  kill or be killed.  to follow your heart would be one's greatest downfall,  emotions others would deem foolish,  for it would undoubtable lead certain death.

even so...  she can't accept that.

the knife is set down,  and she realizes now,  that emotion she'd been feeling—  she was upset.  at the ridiculous set of rules the moon cell had imposed to them;  at how easily it'd been accepted,  by the others,  and by her own servant. 

he'd said so himself,  didn't he ?  that this place has decided that a no good,  rule-breaking villain would thrive.  that this place made it so that distrust and betrayal ran prevalent.  briefly,  her mind goes to robin hood,  who'd wanted to bring victory to himself and dan blackmore through a similar kind of foul play.  one might argue that it would have brought him victory,  had his righteous master not intervened;  but she recalls his last moments,  the vigilante's confession to the knight he couldn't see eye to eye with.  she thinks about rin and rani,  the two she'd found a semblance of a friendship with,  even if they'd had a bit of a rocky start.  shinji too...  she'd considered him a friend of hers,  to the very end.      “   i don't say this from a moral high ground,  i'm no good girl,  assassin.   ”      no good person.  the gaze that drops to her clenched hand almost sees red,  sinful hands so deeply drenched with blood.  it almost frightens her,  brings forth a terrible terrinle sinking feeling in her stomach.  wouldn't it be nice to throw it all away ?      “   still,  i just can't accept that.   ”      this was her burden  /  responsibility to bear.

“   i'm sorry you have to put up with such a troublesome master,  but we do see eye to eye on that.   ”      that they needed each other.  that the bond between master and servant was pivotal to this holy grail war.  the frown on her face is no longer present,  replaced not with a smile,  but the bright gleam of determination in hazels.  it stares back into his own seemingly lifeless jade hues,  and this time,  hakuno is the one closing the distance between them with a few certain steps.  stops only as she'd reached his side.      “   even if we may not see eyes to eye,  i did understand where you were coming from.   ”      you could say that they were similar in that sense,  though their paths had strayed at one point  ( she wonders just what that could be ) .      “   so tell me,  is that the way you've lived your life ?   ”      maybe,  just maybe,  he wasn't unlike her.  forced into a ruthless situation beyond understanding,  did he even have a companion to fight that battle with ?  living life that way...  perhaps his heart's been through a weight so heavy that it'd chose this method,  one that kept it safe from any wounds while lashing out at everyone else. 

if that were the case,  it'd be no wonder...  the 128th master continues to look up at the assassin,  reflected in those eyes of hers is an earnest thing.       “   do you mind telling me ?   ”

[praediitus]

@tenkoseiensei​ replied ;  vore

                   “silence.”

[praediitus]

@tenkoseiensei​ replied ; BOO

            "I don´t think scaring people work that way---"

[praediitus]

@tenkoseiensei​ said ; - ASSUMES THE POSITION FOR FISTO THE GOLEM -

          He takes a few solid seconds to simply stare at him, not minutes, but a few mere seconds until he finally gets up from his seat and walks towards him, only to lightly rest his hand (with a little bit of disgust) over the assassin´s back.

"Look, see that marvelous door right there? How about you walk towards it and get yourself out of here? I even painted it earlier today, so I am certain it will be a fascinating experience for a being as--- How to say...Simple-minded as you to get through it."