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"You have lovely eyes, though one of them didn't look like human."

“Is that so?” His question rang through the room as he stared at the other in a mere curiosity. Well, indeed, one of his eyes didn’t look like a human’s eyes. It’s artificial, after all.

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/ scrolls around inaho tags...

inasure

inasure

inasure everywhere :}

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the 6th icon in your folder is your muse’s reaction to watching someone they despise die.

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♮, ❅, ✿, ✄ !!

♮- Body type

Inaho is…. short. And really thin due to the lack of foods in the war. Or to be precise, despite the fact that the UFE provide him some nice meals, he lacked the time to ate properly as he has been called everywhere and busy every moment. However, it seems that Inaho has a muscular yet strong body as he is able to raise someone’s body and slammed them away.

❅ - Keeping cool/Keeping warm techniques

I don’t actually get this but,Inaho is not a type who is resistant to cold, which means, he is not a person who is adapted to cold. So, overtime the winter hit, Inaho would use a really thick jacket along with long pants plus boots and gloves, which caused him to  get mocked by looking like that, but he paid no heed.

In summer, Inaho has no problem with dealing with the heat, so he has no reason to keeping his cool.

✿ - Laugh

Inaho’s laugh is not a loud laugh like people used to voiced out. His laugh came out in a pretty small volume, and it sounded more like a hum instead of a laugh since he is not a type who could actually laugh freely no matter how funny the problem or the joke is.

✄ - nervous habits

When nervous, Inaho would tap his feet on the floor as he used both of his eyes to gaze around. That is his way to hide his nervousness and to not make him look so nervous. 

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Team UFE vs Team Vers

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Headcanon meme - send me a symbol and I'll describe my muse's...

❣ - hands

❤ - voice

۵ - feet

❦ - lips

ø - eyes

ღ - nose

♮ - body type

♫ - singing voice

✮ - sleeping habits

✉ - texting habits

✿ - laugh

✍ - writing style

⌨ - time-wasting habits

❅ - keeping warm/keeping cool techniques

✎ - taste in music/literature

☤ - self care/first aid habits

✪ - favourite food/eating habits

☁ - ideal holiday

✄ - nervous habits

☂ - sadness

❈ - ideal birthday

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/ all threads replied! sorry for the super late replies, everyone!

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hitojichi

The heat that is currently happening is striking Inaho right through his head as helmet a brief sigh out, what was happening to the city? He believed that this city is pretty much peaceful and now this just happened without his consent- well, it’s not his city, so he has no right to have his consent accepted to have something like this happened. And more than that, it’s weather. No one could prevent that. 

“Hot...” He silently murmured the word under his breath as he sighed, not noticing that someone is approaching.

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continued from here | hitojichi

To: Bat From: Kaizuka Inaho

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✗ Then come out here if you you want another.

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chuuniihan

“Are you okay, sir?” That question came pretty smoothly as he asked the other who seems to be in the middle of confusion- but that was a mistake, he just asked someone’s condition- but not mere someone. Someone from the enemies’ side.

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Ha. Betrayal. The word tasted odd in his tongue as he stared at the older one in silent. What a nice reply, he thought. A moment of silence rang against the hall as he slowly pulled his baggage inside, closing the door behind  him as he headed straight to his own room, paying no heed to the other terran- before he eventually stopped in front of the door’s room that he picked by himself.

“Fortunately, we were thinking the same thing, bat. I have no reason to handle your laundry neither I would like you to handle mine too, so we both have the same mind. And, none. Thank you.” He stopped his words before he eventually used both of his legs to go inside his room as he opened the door and closed it back in a certain calming mood, with no anger or hazardous aura surrounding him. 

Both of his hands kept on working on unpacking his things inside his room before he heard what the blond said outside. Food? Ha! Inaho thought that the other would never cared about him, that is something he would call oddity. “I believe you don’t care about me, no? Then why don’t you bother yourself with the current food and I will buy mine later, bat?”

          Completely and utterly insufferable by all definitions. Of course. ‘Our’ apartment. How could he not have adjusted to the horrifying reality already? It must have been ten whole minutes, after all, since his arrival and the discovery of this news. The fact that he had the nerve to even notion that he cared if Slaine was comfortable within his presence for a second brought platinum brows to a scrupulous furrow. “I’ll need more than just luck,” He scoffed, adjusting his posture and bringing his shoulders up squarely to make himself larger than the brunet. As long as his rules were followed - wait. Wait. Oh, how sweet. Inaho seemed to have a few of his own, most of which followed along with his own, “Pardon? If you thought for even an iota of a second that I would trust you to handle something like my laundry, you are laughable. Furthermore, I would never dream of coming into your room nor do I care for the ‘news’ around here. This place is suspiciously quiet and you’ll realize that soon enough once you’ve been here a while. Is there anything else you would like to add to that list while we’re still talking like two civil adults and my tea is warm? If not, I’d like to tack on that not only are the people who run this place cruel but they are also daft if they think that I would get along with you under the same roof after your betrayal.” He practically spat the words at him, glaring across the empty space between them as if hoping Inaho’s head would cave in from the sheer ferocity of it, hands shaking and composure fleeting before he managed to steady himself, “.. There’s not enough food here for the both of us, so we’ll need to go shopping shortly. I wasn’t expecting company.”

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”My apologies, but I did not think that kind of thing would actually happened. If that happened, then all people in this world would be rich by now as a wallet full from the sky every day.” Oh dear, he took it seriously. He really need to learn on how to differentiate truths and jokes.

”Nonetheless, I have no reason to disagree with you, miss. However, I myself is a part of the local authorities, so I assume that I have no reason to report that to them.” Well, he is not exactly in it- since he only participates in war- But most of the local services regarding security has known his name due to the action he performed in the last world war.

“So it fell from the sky?” She paraphrased with her arms folded, nodding her head sagely. “How very mysterious, sounds like a job for Sherlock Karen!” 

Cue imaginary coat donning among other notable Sherlock traits – [SCENE SKIP] 

“All jokes aside, I think we should surrender this wallet to the local authorities. The poor owner must be worried sick looking everywhere for it.” Being the victim of such carelessness once, Karen was able to relate to how the owner of the wallet must be feeling. 

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“Yes, I am from Japan, but worry not, I am just an ordinary civilian there.” 

The brunet replied the owner of the God Eyes as he gave a brief yet light nod. He has no idea on what actually triggered him to say something like that. It’s just that- he has a feeling that the other thought that Japanese were bunch of bad people who hold no proper demeanour. 

“It’s fine. Asking is not in the category of ‘prying’, I believe.”

“Kaizuka? So you’re from Japan then?” he asked, honestly curious. Back home there were people from all over the world and the Alterworld both, but most of the time when you met anyone from Japan they were yakuza. That was just the kind of city Hellsalem’s Lot was. Rise had probably been the first non-yakuza Japanese person he had met and ever since that he had been intrigued. Long forgotten was the want to hurry up and get away again. “Ah, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry or anything!”

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“Most of the people in my previous world thought that I am a... really cold one, or so I have been told. That’s why they doesn’t approached me and usually left me alone. I have no idea on where did they get that idea, though.” He was not a cold one, really. It’s just that people often misunderstands him for a cold one due to his constant stoic face. 

“You are a quite nice one, Fueguchi-san. Nice to meet you.” The chap quietly reached for the other’s hand as he gave a brief shook against it. “Inaho. Kaizuka Inaho.”

Hinami nodded, turning her coffee cup in her hands just for something to do. But when the other mentioned others not wanting to approach him, she felt suddenly, inexplicably sad. She didn’t know anything about this man, and yet he implied that people didn’t want to be around him. He must be lonely.

“I see no reason why I shouldn’t approach you,” she started, looking down at her cup. “But I don’t think it’s right to judge others without knowing them either, so I don’t know if I would avoid you even if I did; that wouldn’t be fair.”

She reached a hand across the table. “My name is Hinami Fueguchi; it’s nice to meet you.”