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"What do you call a bunch of rabbits running? A receding hare line!"

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OwO

「お友達になってくれたありがとう。難しかっただけど猿は平和条約を差し上げたときずっとお友達になりたかったから本当に嬉しいんだ。さて、次は馬かな。」

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gyuubouken:

An odd one, to be sure, the likes of which I have not had the misfortune of meeting previously on any battlefield.  “ … I see.” Indeed, he saw with a terrifying clarity: there was no truth to be found here no matter how rigorous the questioning. It seemed  — and proved  — a futile effort to ask the eccentricity a question whose answer he already knew, but now, if perchance something went awry and he failed to win this war, it was not for want of trying. That Inōnoshishi should be staggering around with her guard completely let down was suspicious in itself; the stab wounds through her chest, visible upon closer surveillance, confirmed his suspicions.  ( Crude, to an expert eye, but enough to be fatal nonetheless. ) And whom should he meet at that moment but the prime suspect, nay, perpetrator. 

As matters stood, it was too risky to do battle. With two dangerous opponents, undead or not, even someone hailed as a natural at killing would face considerable difficulties. Skilled, the Rabbit was not, but there was a palpable, raw danger emanating from him that, amplified further with an ally, could be anyone’s downfall. Even the Ox’s. For now, a gentler approach would serve his cause — gathering information about this necromancer and his abilities — better. He would not put his saber away, however. 

“ What of yourself? I find it hard to believe that you are merely out on a nightly stroll. You don’t seem like the type.”

Rabbit tilts his head, his wide-eyed gaze fixed on the natural-born slayer’s dubious eyes. Everyone looked at him like that -- only the boar was fooled successfully since she arrived fashionably late, but she was his friend now. If everyone else became his friends too they’d probably stop looking at him with such eyes, as if he was doing something wrong. Was he? He was just doing what the Monkey wanted to do from the beginning of the game; form a team, have friends that’ll watch out for you, that’ll have your back. Now she’d watch out for him too. 

“I am.” He nods, genuinely thinking he was ‘the type’. “You,” he raises his blood-soaked blade, pointing at Ox with it as casually if he was just pointing with his finger, “don’t look like the type -- that’s what someone else would say, someone who judges by looks, but I’m not like that! Not at all, you know? Boar also judged me, how mean! Are you going to judge me, too?” 

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　　　     　      お友達になってくれないか？                                               art credit.

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“Eh? Eh? The boar? That wasn’t a trap. She just decided to take a stroll, you see? It’s really nice outside tonight, you know?”

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monstrouswaltz:

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why.

etiquette ? decency ? 

      ???

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Usagi: Warrior of the Rabbit, killing psychotically.

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卯の戦士、異常に殺す　兎