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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…

"Huh? Why? You're fine.", he chuckled. "Oh, I was spacing out, I thought you were gone? Well, more half-asleep than spacing out anyway.", he admitted with a bit of a toothy smile. Gin was, as all things in life could be, someone that did nothing but adhere to the rules that he was provided with and every now and then, he acted out the slightest bit, be it because he generally needed to, or because he was somewhat nervous. As his thoughts got the better of him, he'd not even realized how much tim…

Under any other circumstance, Gin wouldn't have fallen asleep where he did - he felt save with Ko, of all people, and what was more, he was losing his mind about the little things that made almost no sense to others. A little bit of gratitude went a long way, especially if one didn't hand it to a lot of people in the first place - but Kosuke deserved it, he figured, for being there for him, for being such a nice person no less. Gin slept well, surprisingly so, but what mattered more, was the fac…

Kosukes reactions were almost cute if he thought about it, but Gin couldn't blurt that out - maybe he'd undermine this guys ... pride, which was something he didn't want to do. Sure, he had gifted him an adorable little sea lizard, twice (kinda) and had already drawn comparisons to it, but he was fairly certain that Kosuke was taking it as some sort of joke, too, and thus, was also unable to get mad at something ridiculous like that. "I switched with a coworker that still owed me something. If I…

Gin wanted nothing but to sleep at this point, he had gotten exhausted and was - for the lack of a better word - not really into talking anymore - and yet, Kosuke managed to grind his gears with as few words as ever. In a desperate attempt to make him shut up and stop calling himself an idiot, or anything that even closely related to the word dumb, he bit this guy in the chest, sort of hard at that. "You're not stupid, stop calling yourself that.", he insisted soon thereafter and wrapped his own…

"I get you, but don't worry. I'm safe, I think? ... That sounds so unconvincing. My boss isn't a bad man, and the moment I paid off my debt, I'll go back to studying, I think. I'll get you your highschool diploma, and if it's the last thing I do!", Gin spoke with a rather erratic fanfare. Maybe he shouldn't do this type of stuff, he figured, but on the other hand, why shouldn't he? There was no reason for him to just not help someone that would always watch out for him, no matter what. At least …

That was the easiest way for Gin to explain it, and yet, maybe he was wrong in the end - could he even be? At the very least he wasn't entirely confident in his answer, especially when Kosuke asked again. "Not really? But still. It sort of fits?", he answered in a rather lax tone. Why wouldn't it? Gin was having the time of his life tonight, it seemed, and for now, thinking about things like one-night-stands, relationships and eventualities hadn't even crossed his mind, well, until Kosuke had sa…

This place wasn't bad, not at all, and Gin could get used to it if he were honest - as if it were a little sweet spot that he couldn't always access, couldn't always come back to, but when he did, it was all nice and homely. The two of them were quite the find, huh? The Tokage was quickly moved around as soon as he tried to hit the hay, but when he found that there was no real use for it - it was mostly in the way - he abandoned it on the floor next to the mattress and giggled to himself, as if …