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"...Did you really have to hit me with a blue shell? I was winning..."

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"...B-but pizza..."

"...You could have gotten more out of her than just a couple of bags and a dip sis. Like, try a whole pizza next time, stuffed crust. Yum!"

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"...You could have gotten more out of her than just a couple of bags and a dip sis. Like, try a whole pizza next time, stuffed crust. Yum!"

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Yatsufusa slides out between the hulks fingers with practiced ease leaving a neat little line of red in its departure, Kurome no longer interested in the traitors anymore...but rather, this new one. Her eyes calmly taking them in - the change in voice, the added muscle, the change in height and heart rhythm. She doesn't even mind that those filthy little urchins just slipped away. Now. Now the not so little one is far far too interesting.

"Okay hotshot. You've got my attention. ...You an organic Tengu that the revolution army has sent here?" She chuckles coldly a few seconds after a small glimmer of the everyday girl showing. "Or are you just trying to get in my way?" There's a small flash of memory. Kurome now feeling, unsure if...those kids really had letters...did anything? ...Her head was getting sore again.

“Living without protecting what needs to be protected is the same as death...”

"If 'protecting' is what you are doing right now...it's a sure fire way to get yourself killed. ...Those people behind you are traitors to the Imperial Capital. Spies feeding intelligence to the enemy and Night Raid...now, move." Yatsufusa is pulled effortlessly from its sheath in a blink of an eye its tip threatening to carve open this 'protectors' throat should he impede Kurome's duties any further. The Jeager is all business looking to put these spies to the sword rather than trail it seems ~ maybe if they pick their next words carefully Kurome won't add another doll to her collection, but the cool smirk on her features tells a different and far more sinister story. "Tick tock ~ its decision time little one. Before I lose my patience and slip ~"

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“Living without protecting what needs to be protected is the same as death...”

"If 'protecting' is what you are doing right now...it's a sure fire way to get yourself killed. ...Those people behind you are traitors to the Imperial Capital. Spies feeding intelligence to the enemy and Night Raid...now, move." Yatsufusa is pulled effortlessly from its sheath in a blink of an eye its tip threatening to carve open this 'protectors' throat should he impede Kurome's duties any further. The Jeager is all business looking to put these spies to the sword rather than trail it seems ~ maybe if they pick their next words carefully Kurome won't add another doll to her collection, but the cool smirk on her features tells a different and far more sinister story. "Tick tock ~ its decision time little one. Before I lose my patience and slip ~"

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"Better than Knights with their butchers blades ~ you could knock an an entire castle down with those things."

"Samurai suck cause their swords are stupidly thin and puny!"

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"...Butt out. If I wanted your opinion I'd ask for it."

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{} I am so great at keeping up with replies…not. {}

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{} I am so great at keeping up with replies...not. {}

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“No fair! It was Mordred’s fault!”

“Kurome. You are banned from consoles for a month!”

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captain said you are banned from grand theft auto

"You are not my real Captain so no!"

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proditoreques​:

“…The actual fuck Kurome?”

Fate of Wars 3: Kurome roasts Mordred.

Mission Complete  ++Respect

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proditoreques​:

“…Yeah am going to pass on that one Kuro. You’ll get fat as fuck if you have all those cookies and then all the cookies I got, ain’t worth it.”

y/N

“Don’t hate me cause I’m beautiful, maybe if you got rid of that yee-yee ass haircut you’d get some bishes on your dishs. Oh better yet maybe Nageo call yo traitor knight ass ‘n would stop fucking around with that brain surgeon master she fuckin’ wif, Servaaaaaaaaant!” 

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proditoreques​:

“KURO THAT WAS NOT THE DEAL!?! Wait, YOU ALREADY HAVE A HUGE BAG OF COOKIES WHY THE HELL DO YOU NEED MORE?!”

“Unimportant. Cookies now, questions later.”

Kurome offers you a trade agreement: You receive - Dead Space Remake You lose - Cookies

Accept? y/n

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“...Hand over the cookies and I’ll think about it.”

@silvereyedrose​ @marchingdead​

“Gib suit guy for other suit guy!”

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silvereyedrose​:

SAD RUBY NOISES

HEAD PAPS OF FRIENDSHIP! Is kay my captain is ultra mega cool she will let me hang out if not amma escape down palace chimney again :)

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silvereyedrose​:

“YAY FRIENDSHIP!! GIRLS NIGHT IN!”

“Friend I need to ask my Captain if I can stay over.”