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☼ ooc | holy cow, i’m actually caught up with drafts ?? What Is This Myth
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Said outlaw had been training for hours on end, keeping up to hit the over exerted wood dummy that barely stood before her.
But the hits she brought to the dummy weren’t hits with her bow…but instead they were from a practice sword.
WHACK! THWACK! BAM!
Claire didn’t even notice the samurais presence, the noises of the dummy and sword making contact drowning out his footsteps. But when she gave pause…
Hinata’s voice snapped her out of concentration. Startled, she quickly turned to see who had spoken, her hand on the sheath of her blade….
In the end though, it wasn’t necessary…just Hinata in a tree….
Wait a minute….!!
Her gaze did not leave the samurai, seeing that indeed he was ‘in’ the tree thanks to the ladder holding him up.
Her speech started to show her fatigue…yet she didn’t even notice as she spoke.
“Why are you…in a tree?…did something…happen?”
☼ — Not expecting the defensive reaction from her ( though he probably should have ), he expected her surprise at his current position even less, and her question had caught him off-guard. It took him a few moments, him just staring dumbly through the night right back at her, before he actually answered, rushing his words by contrast.
❝ Oh...!! Don't worry ! Er... hold up, I'll meet you there; just wait a moment ! ❞
With that, he plucked another peach for the road as he climbed down and jogged his way over to the outlaw so he wouldn't leave her hanging. He had grabbed another bit of fruit, and he held out the other peach to her, offering it.
❝ For you ! I was just picking them for a snack. If you plan to train this late, you need some energy too, you know. ❞
It was his subtle way to try and help solve her issue of possible exhaustion. He had no idea how long she had been out here, but her voice sounded tired, and he couldn't help but want to give her some aid so long as he could.
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After a surprising amount of reluctance, Hinata had agreed to let Subaki help him with his looks; although the samurai was definitely cleaner, some things couldn’t be helped. No amount of turmeric could help the old scar on his face, nor the various others on his arms. And though Hinata’s hair was a bit smoother and slicker than usual, it still flopped up in some places, perhaps a lost cause. Still, Subaki was trying.
“Sigh…at least you don’t smell like you’ve just come back from an entire day’s worth of training. But if only your hair would stop sticking out, so we could find a style that works for you…“ he fussed, wondering if he should experiment with a low or side ponytail. Eventually he decided on simply letting Hinata’s hair down, though it was clear the samurai didn’t like it all that much.
“Really…I’m surprised you even need to ask! One, it should be natural to keep up your appearance; two, everyone else will certainly appreciate it; and three, it’ll definitely help you out with those girls you so like to chase at times.”
☼ — A little used to Subaki's jabs against various rough aspects of his appearance by now, any reaction not as defensive or as stingy as it was initially, he took it more as Subaki being earnest but not perhaps caring much about how to present his words and tone as well as he did his looks. If it was that way, then he couldn't really hold it against him; effort in itself was admirable.
Still, he stood up from his position of kneeling before the pond to turn and look at the pegasus knight, folding his arms across his chest as he listened to his explanation.
❝ I keep it up ...! Just... not the same way you do. It doesn't take nearly as long anyway. Please tell me this routine gets faster... ❞
His hands fell down to his sides as he continued, staring at his peer more intently.
❝ Woah though, you mean to say that YOU get luckier with the girls in town ? ❞
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There were several days where the army went without marching, putting Nova at unease. Dwyer had noticed that the steed seemed almost excited when he came into the stables with a saddle in hand. Now that the troops had been deployed, the horse trotted along at a reasonable pace. So long as he didn’t run off or lag behind too far, the Troubadour couldn’t complain.
Everyone’s minds were focused on their destination. It wasn’t much of Dwyer’s concern, however. Instead, his thoughts trailed to the battle itself. Who would he have to stick close to? Would anyone perish? It wasn’t something he wanted to worry about, but it was difficult to push those thoughts aside. Eyelids drooping, his gaze idly landed upon the people before him.
Then someone had called for him.
Snapping out of his daze, it didn’t take him too long to figure out the one calling for him had been Hinata. And from the looks of it, he wanted to start conversation.
“I guess… But why?”
☼ — Nohrian steeds caught his eye, and he took the time now that he was in Dwyer's vicinity to steal a glance at the one with him. Unpromoted healers working in tandem with mounts that could not fly-- it was interesting and captivated him, but he had to remind himself he had come here to talk to the rider, not the horse, and he quickly turned his attention back to the slouching figure.
The response troubled him, as he was more hopeful for a longer set of words to be able to bounce off of, but some people were more introverted than he was, and he had to keep that in mind. He would just have to think more out of the box, especially in terms of coming up with a response to the question set out before him. Was he to say the truth and sound like an awkward dad despite his young age or fib something entirely?
❝ Is there harm in wanting to know more about a fellow soldier ? Besides, you guys are kinda like extra mysteries ! I can't say I've shared a background like yours at all. And hey, I like learning about new tricks and trades -- personal growth works best when you learn from others in tandem with your own training. ❞
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He eased himself, goofy grin painted across his face and looked towards his company. His flippant attitude was probably at least a little offensive, especially considering the fact that it was HE who had invited HER only to suggest to bail on it entirely, but his spirit dictated that he go with it, not thinking much of consequence or anything really other than sights and sounds.
It was a GOOD THING that she was fond of Hinata, lest she SLUG HIM for changing their plans at the last minute. She had been looking forward to SPARRING with him, ( then again, when WASN’T she looking forward to that ? ) though she COULDN’T deny the appeal of gazing at the cherry blossoms — they were her favorite flower, after all. Delicate digits strummed against the hilt of her blade THOUGHTFULLY as she regarded her fellow samurai, lips PURSED TOGETHER in ( mild ) annoyance.
HOWEVER — looking at his face && that GOOFY ( yet frustrating ) grin on his face, Hana just couldn’t bring herself to be TOO MAD with him. Honey hues fluttered behind long lashes as rosy lips PARTED to release a soft sigh. ❝ Yea, I guess we can go look at the cherry blossoms instead — but you OWE ME a few extra hours then. ❞ In all HONESTY she didn’t completely mind the change of plans, as even she had moments where she enjoyed being lazy — as few && far between as those were. A gentle SNORT && a roll of her eyes was the brunt of her response aside from that, one hand reaching out to PLAYFULLY shove him before BOUNDING off ahead, brunette locks BOUNCING in the wind behind her as she made her way towards the nearest of the trees that had blossomed the flowers in question.
❝ C’mon, slowpoke ! The very least you could do is RACE me there if we’re not gonna train today ! ❞
☼ — Though her sigh gave him a pretty good tell that he probably didn't choose the best course of action, her positive response was all that he needed to make his smile grow even larger, satisfaction blooming in full. Her condition only produced a laugh between his lips.
❝ Of course, don't think I'd ever turn down more time to spend with you ! ❞
Though he had meant it in the context of sparring, he could deliver his line with full confidence. She was a friend and one of the best of his peers to respect. He had a lot to learn from her in several avenues of life, whether it be training or handiwork.
Her shove snapped him out of bubbly thoughts, blinking wordlessly at first as he processed that she was already making her way before him. His bemused spell did not last very long, and soon he furrowed his brow and his lips curled upwards again, teeth peeking through.
❝ Don't think you'll be ahead of me for long !! ❞
Competitive spirit ablaze, he had started dashing to catch up with her. His temporary aim became clear as his pace quickened: touch the bark of the tree before she, and he certainly was not going easy-- not after such a taunt from her!
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❮ ❄ ❯ HINATA wasn’t the only person attracted to the other. Felicia had to admit that the samurai was one of her favorite people in the entire world. She was convinced she was in love with him, but she didn’t dare to voice her thoughts.
Felicia hoped they could still interact this much when the war was over. She enjoyed his company the most, but she wouldn’t be surprised if they both were too busy to talk often. Corrin’s thoughts and action were noble in thought, and Felicia just hope it would last. The thoughts would slip from her mind, though, as they traveled down the well worn path.
Needless to say, it was breathtaking. The maid couldn’t help the amazement that filled her eyes, mouth ever so slightly agape from the beauty surrounding her. The pink petals drifting lazily in the air fascinated her, and made her appreciate Hoshido more. But, there was something — someone — that she thought was even more wonderful.
❝ Really ? Yeah, I’ll try ! ❞
She didn’t know if believed his little tale, but she would be willingly to try. She always dreamed of finding her true love, and if this helped, she would try a hundred times if need be.
☼ — He was glad to hear the maid be so receptive-- so willing. He had little idea what he would do if she had rejected him ( maybe try and play it off as a joke? could that have worked? ) but that was no concern to him. He nodded and then grabbed her hand, a casual gesture he didn't think too much of, lifting it up as high as she may go, keeping in mind both not to stretch her so that it would bring strain but also the goal to give her some leverage.
❝ Like this. There's a lot of petals, so one is bound to land in your hand hopefully ! ❞
He never really tried it himself, only watched his peers when he was younger struggle, but he didn't think that it actually sounded that difficult. The other may be clumsy, but he saw little reason as to why that would disrupt her ability to catch a small part of a flower.
❝ I'm sure even if one doesn't, you don't have to get down in the dumps over it. People who love have the capacity to be loved in return, so it's just a matter of how much heart you're willing to put in. ❞
He said that, but he was certain no matter what, she'd probably find her true love-- otherwise, fate was simply unfair.
THE JUDGMENT
‘ The Arcana is the means by which all is revealed. At the end of his journey there was nothing but an empty space, a vast land with emptiness. And he finally understood that the journey was himself, his life and how he lived. ’
The Judgment Arcana, in tarot, is associated with realizing one's calling, gaining a deep understanding of life, and a feeling of acceptance and absolution.
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she has the scissors out. why? because its time someone got their hair cut again.
☼ — The samurai wasn't a fan of sitting still for long periods of time, but when it came down to it, he could try, and he knelt down before Oboro so that she might be able to do her work. He hadn't considered the idea of his coworker being the one to cut his hair until she had offered last time, but now he was partial to the way she did it, and with that great a reward for not fidgeting, why not put in the effort.
He took out the tie in his hair, letting his locks fall so it'd be easier for her to cut ( a fact he had only learned out of an earlier mistake ) and gave her a big grin, expectant like a child.
❝ Hey, Oboro, can you make it as cool as you did last time ? Oooh wait, how about something even cooler ?! You think that's possible or am I asking too much ? ❞
☼ ooc | ALRIGHT guess who finally got off his lazy ass and finished updating the threadtracker !! this guy !! and now it’s cleaner so i should be able to keep track of it easier Nice
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☼ — Being on night watch was sometimes a bore, but he recognized it was an important duty all the same so he never complained. It was kinda nice to be given any sort of responsibility really, to feel as if he was being a protective older brother to others. Still, when his stomach rumbled, he excused himself for a small break so that he might be able to go find something -- even plucking a bit of fruit off a tree would work. In the midst of harvesting some peaches to snack on so he might be able to make it through the night, he couldn't help but take note of the ruckus being made not too far away by the outlaw.
From his place upon the high rung on the ladder leaning against the tree, he called out to the archer:
❝ Claire ?! Is that you training this late ?! ❞
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☼ — Though he normally called the mercenary to spar with her, he couldn't keep his mind off something else as he had struck up a conversation with her today. Babble amongst the camp intrigued him, and as interested as he already was with learning about foreign places, this particular rumor struck him even more.
❝ Selena ! Is it true ? Do you have an interest in Hoshidan clothes so much that you have your own yukata ? ❞
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☼ — Hinata's frown was deep as he looked at his own reflection within one of the nearby ponds. Subaki had been adamant about how the samurai should clean up his look, and though he had let the other give him pointers and tailor him to how he said he ought to look, it was extremely difficult to resist the urge to run his hands through his hair and mess it up.
❝ I know you're trying to be nice -- maybe ? I'm not actually quite sure on that one, BUT don't you think I look... kinda boring this way ? Where's the character in cleaning up exactly ? ❞
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☼ — Glancing over to the archer, he had bumped into her coincidentally in town and had suggested that the two share the lunch break together over at a teahouse he frequented. Glad she had accepted, whether or not because he had offered to pay for her share too, he kept a smile upon his countenance. He didn't take much time to think about what he would order when the waitress would come over, so his attention flashed very quickly over to the other retainer.
❝ Hey, Setsuna, you're a noble, aren't you ? Did you go to a lot of fancy teahouses with your family when you were young ? ❞
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OKAY — she admittedly felt SLIGHTLY GUILTY for hitting him. Perhaps she overreacted just a tiny bit. Turning around to properly face him, her lips pursed together as her arms CROSSED over her chest. ❝ Fine, I’m sorry — I really didn’t mean to hit you, I just — ❞ A FRUSTRATED sigh escaped her as she paused for a moment. ❝ — you surprised me, that’s all. Though I guess you wouldn’t believe me now if I answered your question && said that I did kinda miss you, huh ? ❞
☼ — The apology on its own was enough to have the brunet's smile return, but as she continued and actually answered him frankly, his whole face seemed to glow, both eyes and grin lit up and wide.
❝ Haha, for real ?! You could hit me over the head with a boulder and tell me that, and I'd STILL believe you ! You can't serve Lord Takumi without me, and I can't without YOU ! ❞
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There MAY or MAY NOT be a bit of a SHRIEK that escapes her lips as soon as his presence is known to her. Just like there may or may not be a swift JAB to his stomach with her elbow. Whoops. ❝ H-Hinata ?! Geez — how many times have I told you not to sneak up on me like that ?! ❞ Well, she DODGED his question, at the very least.
☼ — The samurai winces when her elbow connects to his stomach, freeing her shoulder of his grasp as he takes a step back. Yikes.
❝ Jeez, you make it sound as if sneaking up on you is my HOBBY or something. Cut a guy some slack ! Glad your reflexes are as great as ever... ❞
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She’s admittedly rather LONELY without her liege && her partner…
☼ — Sneaking upon her from behind, he rests his hand upon her shoulder.
❝ BOO ! Miss me ? ❞