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"Not entirely, but back then, you were ... well. You know, you weren't who you are now.", she admitted, and she knew what she was talking about. Genji was the man she loved, for better or for worse the one that she'd always come back to and it wasn't a stretch if she claimed to be a bit more than just enamored by his ideas. At least she had been, at times when she had been younger and much more naive, those had changed, however, and she had realized just how fucked up her very own life had to be…

Otoha couldn't say he understood any of that - the stupidity that came with being a human being was astounding, and she knew that she wasn't much better, simply because she'd lived thousands of years ... no, it was more in the hundreds, but that didn't change much. Was she loathing her own existence? Very much so, but Genji was here and he deserved her all the same as she'd always been. "Afraid? Color me stoked, that means it has some sort of emotions, right? Makes me wonder what would happen if…

"But a little curse that's defeated countless of people and wants me to be part of his collection is afraid of me now? Oh, come on. I never was of any interest to him when I was mortal - he viewed me as a nuisance, not as a threat, and now he's almost pissing his pants because I'm superior? What a bore!", Otoha answered with a smile on her lips. That sounded almost as if Genji himself was afraid as well, or as if his little curse was getting too tangled up in his emotions, afraid to hurt what th…

"Scared? Of me? Oh my, that's a new one for sure.", Otoha declared, as she proudly puffed out her chest for a short second and smiled. If it was, that meant that her, being here, by Genjis side, definitely wasn't anything bad. Oh, no, it was worse - it meant they were meant to be, and in the end, she was here for a reason, met this man for a reason and shared another moment with him, all for a reason. Whatever this divine calling was, oh, whatever this moment of respite could be, she was mesmeri…

"With your siblings? I had money, alright, and could have whatever I wanted, kind of - aside from a sibling. Somehow, it's almost melancholic if I think about it. My parents wanted a child that carried whatever legacy they had left for me, but instead, well, I took a nose-dive down into the dumps, with no support and no money. I always wanted a sibling, but in hindsight, better not.", he declared, as if anyone had asked his opinion for real. Why, though, were they communicating this way? It was …

"That's odd." Was it the curse, telling her to fuck off, or was it just the fact that something was brewing and getting to both of their heads? Otoha couldn't say, she was - after all - in charge of a body that had no endurance, no flesh, nothing. Mikuni-no-Homare was, by definition, a weak and sheltered vessel that she hardly knew how to deal with, even if her beloved Genji was with her, every step of the way. Surely, this might be a time wrought with mistakes, and a time at which she was to sh…

Akihisa wusste nicht, wie er mit dieser Meute an Idioten umzugehen hatte. Nicht einmal hatte er einen elendigen Gedanken daran verloren, dass er in seinem Leben für irgendetwas gebraucht werden würde, oder, dass er allgemein mehr wäre, als eine Waffe - zwischenmenschliche Beziehungen bereiteten ihm nicht nur Angst, er empfand sie eigens auch als äußerst grässlich, wusste er doch, dass sie nicht mehr waren als ein kleiner Fleck auf einer großen Lupe, mit der er das Gesamtbild anstarren sollte. Ei…

Wenn er könnte, dann würde er sofort mit dem Kopf auf dem Boden aufschlagen und hoffen, dass sein Schädel sich spalten ließ - wenn er dadurch starb, dann war es zumindest ein Tod, den er noch irgendwie verkraften würde, glaubte er, selbst, wenn er wusste, dass er hier gerade den falschen Ton anschlug. Mit einem Mal schienen seine Probleme jedoch gelöst - er hatte ein weißes Reh gejagt? Humbug. Irgendetwas stank an dieser Sache gewaltig; selbst wenn er es glauben würde, so war er sich sicher, das…

Otoha was rather happy to be out and about again, especially after she sat out an entire day. Sure, she had to, to collect her strength and maybe get a one-up on somebody like Mikuni, who always seemed rather peppy and cheerful, but all in all, maybe she was just asking the slightest bit too much of her host, then. Not having to control a heap of chunky flesh was a rather nice change of pace, sure, but fighting every single time she wated to take ahold of it wasn't exactly how she'd pictured the…

Jeder dieser verlorenen Seelen wäre ihm doch so recht gewesen, wenn es nicht ausgerechnet derjenige von ihnen wäre, der ihm diesen hirnrissigen Auftrag erst gegeben hatte. Natürlich, er hätte verneinen dürfen, aber zumindest etwas Augenlicht brauchte er - ohne seine Stimme ließ sich leben, glaubte er, selbst, wenn er sich nie und nimmer gegen ein paar aufmüpfige Idioten wehren konnte. Dennoch war er nicht gerade zufrieden, als die schwere Hand auf seiner ohnehin müden und vielleicht ein wenig ve…

Once more, he slept like a rock, swept away by the endless sea and dragged to rugged cliffs, where the soft hands of a woman were extended toward him - he was unsure, even when the salty water filled his mouth and lungs, made it hard to breathe and to escape her clutches, so much so, that he eventually stopped resisting and gave up. Almost willingly, he grabbed her and tried to get himself out of the water. This time, however, she fell inside with him and the waves swallowed them both, let endle…

Nayantai war, im wahrsten Sinne des Wortes, ein alter Scherzkeks - womöglich nicht ganz so alt, wie er eines Tages sein würde, aber durchaus verrucht genug, um sich in seinem Leben auf nichts konzentrieren zu müssen, außer jemanden wie Rain einfach mit ein paar dummen Scherzen glücklich zu halten. "Etwas ... hm, vielleicht etwas Süßeres? Willst du den Alkohol mit Tee mischen? Etwas Zucker sollte auch helfen.", schlug er seinem Mann sogleich vor. Noch immer war der Kronprinz der Wölfe aufgedreht …

If he could have back all of those memories he lost, he figured, he'd be fine - Yujin was cuddling closer, awfully so, as if all those escaping memories were something that he could simply squeeze out of this man. Maybe they were, but ultimately, they wouldn't be; he was fairly sure of it, even if he wanted to deny it, as best he could. "It didn't?", there wasn't much conviction in his voice, but there was no doubt either - it simply came as a surprise, so much so that he couldn't help but wonde…

Verfluchte Rehe - verteufelter Bergherr. Akihisa wusste, dass er sich in derartigen Situationen keine Art von Vorwurf zumuten durfte, dass es grenzdebil war, wenn er sich weiterhin so verhalten würde, als gäbe es in seinem leben keine Probleme, oder dass er durchaus einverstanden mit einer derartig verrückten Ausgangssituation war. In einem Wald zu hocken und als Blinder ein weißes Reh zu finden war eine Aufgabe, die sich schlichtweg lediglich ein Verrückter ausdenken konnte, aber welch andere W…

d404535c52de9bfec7909426db4bf29d61fb2bb2.jpg Name: Miyako Alter: 5-6 Jahre alt Charakter: Das anhängliche, verplapperte Mädchen mit den kleinen Oni-Hörnern ist, wie viele von Lord Hideyoshis Zeitgenossen, dem alten Mann durchaus ergiebig. Jedes einzelne Wort ihres Herren will selbst jener Jungspund befolgen, der gerade einmal das Schreiben lernt - ein loyales Mauerblümchen, das viel zu schnell eingeschnappt scheint, damit lässt sich die kleine, etwas verzogene Göre vielleicht am Besten beschreib…

"This isn't about me.", he intervened. When had this started and why on earth was he the main focus of their project now? Gin felt bad, especially if that meant that Kosuke was just adhering to all of his wishes. "You should feel comfortable in your own four walls, and if you do, like, right now, then I don't want you to change anything.", Gin set straight. Why would he? There was no need for him to believe that he could be anything but a nuisance to this man, but at the same time, they were try…

"Lots of empty space if we rearrange a bit." But maybe that was just him, without knowing how futile this scenario truly was. He could only hope to make a quick buck off of something like that, or to get his hands on enough free time to get his dear Kosuke some much needed help; in the end, however, he wasn't doing so great, was he now? It was stupid to think that maybe he did, or that eventually he would - they both lived their own lives in a weird way of co-depending on their own jobs no less,…

"Kosuke, calm down. It's anything but too crude, you know? And besides, maybe it suffices if we just fill some of the empty space with memories?", he offered. There'd be trinkets at almost every festival that they could attend, and if he were honest, there were a lot that he wanted to see, even if some of them were rather specific to certain regions, which meant they'd need more than a simple daytrip and therefore, were kind of inaccessible to either of them. It sucked, truly did, though he knew…

"And yet it's your home, isn't it? Theres no need to be shy, you know, but not having the right funds can be a limiting experience, I can imagine?", he guessed. Gin himself was no interior decoration whizz, but all in all, he'd gotten a few hand-me-downs and oder scrap over the years, that - unsurprisingly, in his opinion at the very least - did their jobs fairly well, even if he had to upcycle them at one point or another. Something like new upholstery, or fixing holes in leather were easier sa…

Kosuke was a sweetheart, one that Gin couldn't resist, but also one that he didn't know if he should rely on. This guy had it hard enough as was, he didn't need a nagging whore in his own four walls, which was why he felt especially inclined to praise him for whatever little thing he did, it seemed. Even if that weren't the case, though, he wondered if he'd still get away with more than that, or if he was forever and always doomed to just keep in line with what had been dismissed by his own, unr…