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I'll just work on my new default Len blog, seeing as I need a very blank muse (blank-er than Setsu).

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    A teasing smile was given as the blindfolded child led him towards the inn.

        "In a way, I do work here. At Lukasan's inn. She took my sister and I in while we were both dying, and was able to save me... My sister was too far gone in her illness, but I simply needed medical care. I dance to pay off the debts. While it is not the type of dancing you may be thinking of, it is, nonetheless, in an unfortunately dark and inappropriate area. Sadly for Lukasan, her being a woman left her only this property. This was the only area that would dare sell to her."

    He let out a soft sigh, before opening the doors of the inn. A girl with long, teal tinted pigtails nearly squealed, bounding over in her kimono to hug the child, who simply gave her cheek a pat.

        "Mikuchan, please alert Lukasan that there is a lost traveler that needs a place to stay for the night."

    The young woman nodded, hopping off. She was barefoot, and it seemed a moment later that the blond shrunk a good three inches ---- his geta were removed, placed at the door.

Reputable? Kyle had to fight back a scoff. He doubted there was a single reputable place for miles. Still, he supposed this inn did look nicer than the other buildings nearby. It might not be a bad idea to rest for now, and find his way back in the morning.

"I see…Perhaps I will, then. Do you…ah, work here, child?" Gods, he hoped not.

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As usual, I'm just a piece of shit. Apparently it's "best for me" to be locked away from society for life in Carrier Clinic, a mental home.

I'm sorry I failed being a good grandchild. I'm sorry I failed being a good person. I'll just go... Die now. Or whatever. Not like anyone here gives a fuck.

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► Name ➔ My name is Len, according to Lukasan, but I prefer to be called Setsugetsuka, or, Setsu. ► Are you single ➔ I do not understand what you are proposing here. ► Are you happy ➔ Happiness is a fleeting, fickle thing, is it not? ► Are you angry? ➔ I have been angry in the past, however,  I am not angry now. ► Are your parents still married ➔ I have never met my parents... I am an orphan.

SEVEN FACTS

► ‘Birth’ Place ➔ I am not sure... Somewhere in the Kanto prefecture, if I made it to Edo's Red Light District. ► Hair Color ➔ I am told it is the color of golden wheat. I am not sure myself. ► Eye Color ➔ The few times I dare to remove my blindfold to peek at my own eyes, I see blue. Though I don't know what shade, I know they are blue. ► Birthday ➔  I do not know, unfortunately. ► Gender ➔ I am, contrary to my appearance, a male. ► Summer or winter ➔ Neither interest me more, as being they are simply seasons to count time and harvesting by. ► Morning or afternoon ➔ I take delight in the afternoon, as birds come by my window more often to hear my flute.

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE 

► Are you in love ➔ I do not understand what you are asking. ► Do you believe in love at first sight ➔ I do not understand what you are asking. ► Who ended your last relationship ➔ I do not understand what you are asking. ► Have you ever broken someone’s heart ➔ I do not understand what you are asking. ► Are you afraid of commitments ➔ I do not understand what you are asking. ► Have you hugged someone within the last week? ➔ Lukasan. ► Have you ever had a secret admirer ➔ I do not understand what you are asking. ► Have you ever broken your own heart? ➔ ... May I move onto the next question?

SIX CHOICES

► Love or lust ➔ While lust is certainly necessary in love, I believe it should not overpower it. Rather, an achievable balance is necessary. ► Lemonade or iced tea ➔ What are these? ► Cats or Dogs ➔ Cats are easy to maintain, but dogs are friendlier creatures. Rather, I prefer the quiet cat. ► A few best friends or many regular friends ➔ What are 'friends'? ► Wild night out or romantic night in ➔ I do not understand what you are asking. ► Day or night ➔ Night is beautiful, calm, and cool.

FOUR HAVE YOU EVERS

► Been caught sneaking out ➔ No. ► Fallen down/up the stairs ➔ Once. ► Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt? ➔ Yes, but alas, it is unattainable. ► Wanted to disappear ➔ Once.

FAMILY

► Do you and your family get along  ➔ My family is dead, leaving me alive. ► Would you say you have a “messed up life”  ➔ In a way, you could consider it, considering my young age. ► Have you ever ran away from home ➔ No. ► Have you ever gotten kicked out ➔ No. Lukasan would not want to.

FRIENDS

► Do you secretly hate one of your friends ➔ No. ► Do you consider all of your friends good friends ➔ What are friends, again? ► Who is your best friend ➔ ? ► Who knows everything about you ➔ Me, myself, and I.

Muse.

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    He gave the smallest of frowns before his normally blank expression reappeared, small body getting up on three inch high geta. He was so small for being a twelve year old male, it was astounding. Stepping forward, he gave a polite bow.

        "Do not be afraid, I can do you no harm, sir. If you are lost and in need of a place to stay, I would recommend Lukasan's inn. It is the only reputable inn in this District, I am afraid."

    If Kyle knew anything on the Red Light District, he would probably be surprised to see such a delicate doll of a child in such a disgusting, ungodly place.

Kyle stared, surprised to see such a young child in a place like this. Then again, he supposed it was just as surprising for him to be here in the first place. Well, it wasn’t like he meant to. He avoided these places as much as possible, but it seemed that he’d taken a wrong turn somewhere…

"Ah…" He muttered in response. It suddenly occurred to him how this might have looked, and he began to step back the way he had come. "No. No, I am…perfectly fine, thank you."

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@ Angchan;; Angchan it is! Hehe. Mmm, yea. Have you seen my fandoms??? The list on my personal isn't even a complete list jfc. Yes. The wonders of Google.

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@ Hikarisan;; I'll be waiting then~.

@ Ciara;; One more time and I'll bite that hand of your's off.

@ Angela;; Mind if I call you Ang or Angchan? Just because Angela reminds me of a friend I barely talk to anymore and she was a really good friend man. Pfft kicking and screaming... I'm an ECer but I rarely go on my EC blogs (I really should!) and yea... Of course! That, and there's always Google. P:

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Everybody has some kind of scar. Send me a ✗ to hear about a physical scar my character has, or a ✧ to hear about an emotional/mental scar.

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name: Len best reason to get out of bed: Dinner that I'm supposedly not allowed to eat even though everyone else ate already. weirdest thing i ever ate My cousin once made the abomination of yakisoba made with pig's blood instead of traditional broth. weirdest thing i ever cooked: Mac and cheese with peppers. Everyone loved it though! book that i never planned to read and then loved: Twilight. SHUT UP. THE BOOKS ARE ACTUALLY REALLY WELL WRITTEN. IT'S THE MOVIES THAT ARE LIKE "NOEP". movie that i couldn’t wait for that let me down heinously: Harry Potter 5, tbh. weirdest animal i ever touched: A cobra. I ate their heart. It was actually p good. greatest triumph: I guess not committing suicide as many times as I've wanted??? Or at least not attempting??? most humiliating defeat: ... That one dancing competition. BUT IT WAS A VICTORY??? Humiliating tho. a thing too gross to touch: A penis that looks like it's a piece of disgusting sponge down under the sea. And I can handle touching sea sponges. closest item on my left: Empty Snapple bottles and my panda teddy that my deceased mother gave to me. first movie i ever saw as a kid: The first? The very reason I won't watch Studio Ghibli unless it's Kiki's Delivery Service: Spirited Away. strangest thing on my bucket list: What bucket list. popcorn or candy at the cinema: DID SOMEONE SAY CANDY??? on the basis of my feet, i could be mistaken for: A child. Yet my shoe size is huge. It's hilarious. otters or sloths?: Otters. Because of the Oshawott cutie pokemon.

meet the mun [slightly askew version]

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    The blindfolded child gave a fleeting smile, before gently leading him inside. The pink haired woman at the bar seemingly understood why Len had led him inside, only to tell the teal haired girl and the girl with pretty silvery-pink braids to go and fetch food and drink.

    Not much later was Allen seated in a comfortable barstool seat, a bowl of rice with sakubei noodles steeped in miso broth. On a small plate was a small handful of tsukemono lay in an artful little display for his pleasure and tasting.

    Another small plate held a delicacy of ankimo. Their own meals were similar, only Len had no ankimo, and instead, his last small plate held kusaya.

        "What brings you here at this time, weary traveler?"

    Len was the one to ask, surprising the barmaids and the innkeeper, his fingers delicately picking up the cup of sake ---- albeit watered down significantly, as to not get the child drunk ---- and pressing it to delicate lips, taking a small sip.

The blond servant, though he would rather not admit it, was terribly lost. Delivering packages to people with certain addresses was easy enough, but trying to find someone that was almost always on the move? Sometimes Allen had to wonder what exactly Riliane was thinking,

Oh, but he could smell food. Great, he’d probably need some. It was getting late, and he was rather hungry… Following the smell, he soon stumbled upon a small inn. Unaware that it was not open for business, he pushed the door open.

Blinking at the other blond that had greeted him, he bowed in reply, feeling that it was only polite to do so. Though, that sort of tradition wasn’t from Lucifenia… Maybe the innkeeper and their workers were from around Levianta, or somewhere similar. 

"I-I apologise. I was just looking for a place to eat… I shall leave if that is what you wish." He rather wouldn’t, but he wasn’t going to say that.

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@ Hikarisan;; I don't really care for post length. You ought to know this, silly. As long as I don't get like a one liner response, I'm happy with at least a paragraph.

@ adollxapuppet;; I need a nickname for you besides Courtmun. Um. Thanks. I'm not really used to writing so much on Ancient Japan anymore so I'm trying to bring back all my old Japanese historical knowledge. It's just great when my cousin's an email away, he's a Japanese history buff. wwww

@ Ciara;; Don't pat me you pretty shit. ♥

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    Standing upon the stage, blindfolded as usual, the small china doll of a child managed to get everyone to hold their breath and silence themselves the moment his presence was at their sights.

    While his dancing was not perfect, it was by no means non-graceful in its sweeping, gentle movements. Today's music was more the calm, gentle type, so one of his 'happy dances' was not needed.

    The ebb and flow of his arms and legs were delicately placed, as if he did not care that he were dancing for the Emperor of Japan himself or for the poorest farmer in the land. His dance...

                                  Was his alone.

    Gently bowing and being ushered to the nearest table to converse with an inn's patron, he was told that the girl he was seated with looked like him. A young woman with blonde hair.

        "Hello, ma'am."

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/sigh./ Reposting: If you don't know where your starter is, PLEASE MESSAGE ME. I will GLADLY submit you the link.

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    Sitting at a table out in the open was rare for the inn child, due to his tendency to stay in his room. His small form was sitting at the bar, a plate of food placed before him by IA, one of the two barkeeps, and a drink of diluted sake placed next to it by Miku, the other barkeep. Luka, IA, and Miku were also seated on various places of the bar, eating as well.

    Having not expected customers, the blindfolded child waltzed toward the sound of the door chime, bowing politely. There was a small speck of food on the corner of his mouth, yet otherwise, he was impeccably clean.

        "My apologies, sir or ma’am, as we are closed right now. The inn is not open until later, I am afraid. If you are looking for a meal, I believe Lukasan would not mind taking you in for one."

    A delicate bow was given to the visitors, countenance delicate, fair, and unbreakably fragile.

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      On these rare days that the child would step outside, the Red Light District that knew of him would feel their lives much lighter, the sun a lot brighter and warmer, and the sky much clearer. It was that small presence that brought so much popularity to the female-run inn of Luka’s, that small presence that brought so much delicate curiosity.

      Pressing his silver flute to his lips, the child had seated himself on a small hill off to the side, body curled in a comfortable seating position. His flute playing was beautiful, yet nowhere near perfect. However, it seemed to have overpowered the usual hustle and bustle of the marketplace that showed during the day in the Red Light District.

      It seemed that this mere child had enough power to, if he wanted, silence the entire grand island nation of Japan. His mere presence alone had caused many a man and many a woman to fall silent. The sound of crunching, dried grass behind him signified someone’s arrival. The flute fell from his lips, final note fading in the delicate breeze.

        "May I help you, sirs or ma’ams?"

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... /waits for everyone's replies. If I broke your tag and you need the link and your submit is open, just shoot me an ask.

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dont let me get bored.png lets see how fast this gets around when i dont tag it as anything