Ignatio/ Ho of TAL » requested by ignatio-shade
Peacock Party

minatsukithehummingbird:

nolongerhavemysight:

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So…. He did hear it right. “Who is Peacock?” A bird name…. And a dude? Weird…. Wait a moment. Bird name? The blind didn’t make any move to get her off of his lap when he finally sat up straight on the edge of the bed. “Why are you asking me for permission to go? You can go without any permission, Mina.”

"Peacock is an old friend from jail." She mused lightly, turning the letter around in her hands and leaning against him. A nice feeling. "Well for one, I’m going to be gone almost all night drinking and I just don’t want to up and leave now that Jiyong is here." Mina sighed. "And…I want you to come with me."

Jail…. “That place that those guys wanted to send you back to?” Deadman something. It had been a while since he last heard of that prison where she came from before living with him. “Jiyong will be fine….” Then he trailed off when he heard her saying that she wanted him to come. “…. Why?”

Peacock Party

minatsukithehummingbird:

nolongerhavemysight:

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Upon hearing her chant of his name, his eyes looked at her directions as he was sitting up. Sounded like someone was happy about something. It sounded like a ruckus was going on right before she came to the room. “Why are you being so loud-….” He stopped for a moment to process what she said. “A what?” Did he hear that right? A dinner party?

"A dinner party!" She huffed with glee. "I get to wear a nice dress and everything~!" Mina hadn’t been this excited in a long time. She finally had somewhere to go and dress up for it. "Peacock is hosting it and he’s great with parties!" She came and plopped down into his lap, smiling brightly. "I can go right?"

So…. He did hear it right. “Who is Peacock?” A bird name…. And a dude? Weird…. Wait a moment. Bird name? The blind didn’t make any move to get her off of his lap when he finally sat up straight on the edge of the bed. “Why are you asking me for permission to go? You can go without any permission, Mina.”

Peacock Party

minatsukithehummingbird:

Mina smiled softly at the letter in her hands. She had gone to the village to get in contact with her brother and it seemed he had mailed something to her from Peacock. The brunette was pacing around the kitchen, Jiyong on the floor playing with some legos. She opened the letter, reading it quickly before squealing with glee. “Hiljo~!” She called out. “Hiljo~!” The teen ran through the house until she spotted him laying on his bed. “Hiljo, I got invited to a dinner party!”

Upon hearing her chant of his name, his eyes looked at her directions as he was sitting up. Sounded like someone was happy about something. It sounded like a ruckus was going on right before she came to the room. “Why are you being so loud-….” He stopped for a moment to process what she said. “A what?” Did he hear that right? A dinner party?

akiura-san:

Minatsuki Takami :)

"Hmph! I hate you."

"What did I do?"

mxkato:

xdecem, lonelyghostprincess, nolongerhavemysight, venefxca, deliberacies

         crimson eyes stared down at the peaceful waters that lapped towards his feet. the bandaged demon lifted a hand to undo the dressings around his fingertips. there were some things that he missed now. being burnt to a crisp had left him without much feeling, not too mention his sweat glands were hardly functioning. reddish-brown skin was revealed as he undid the bandages on his hand, reaching forward to dip into the cool waters. he wished to be undisturbed, but no matter how far he went—there was still always someone that came upon him.

                   ❝tell me—do you come with a motive or are you merely a wanderer?❞

It was another day. Another stroll around the certain parts he had yet to reconfirm his mental map of the area. The air was clean enough for him to pick up different scents while the noises were at minimal, at least to him. The chachaoong didn’t mind it much. Except for that out of place scent. It was familiar to the blind in different ways that it didn’t surprised him too much. Burnt flesh. Near a body of water? There wasn’t any fire or any scent of fire. Just the body? No. It didn’t sound dead. His ears picked up sounds of movement from the source of the stench.

Motive? It definitely sounded human. The air about that source… human? Maybe the blind hang out with humans too much to tell the difference now. Tch. “Merely a wanderer.”