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[reincarnated-muses]

The 8th felt blush as he other let him take his hands. But, then he spoke and 8th suddenly felt a little frustrated at his words. This was confusing set of emotions. He took Kurapika hands and process to pin him against wall huffing out a breathe.

"You will not speak ill of yourself. You are BEAUITFUL. Your mind is wonderful. You could tell me right now you have commited genocide and I would still want to marry you. I am man who cares little for the past. The only thing that matters to me is the FUTURE and I would like you to now be part of that." That's when he was pull forward and those heated words were spoke.

The 8th kissed him. Kissed rather roughly and maybe little sloppy because he never kissed ANYONE before but, it was kiss of passion as he then pushed his frame into Kuropika's pressing his warmth against him and into the wall as he process to make out with him like heated teenager. Smacking lips, cupping his face.

He wanted him. He wanted deeply. He never wanted anyone. My word he could never let Titania know of this she would never let him live it down and that woman had enough ammo against him.

Blog mention: @titaneus

Unfortunately for Kurapika, he wasn't wearing loose clothing, but rather his typical work attire: a white shirt, black tie, and a fitted blazer and pants combo. At least the blazer was long enough to cover what was necessary at the moment.

Kurapika was somewhat shocked. Suddenly, so many emotions were overwhelming him, and for someone who usually feels empty inside, it was overwhelming: the almost uncontrollable desire provoked by the other's words. The memory of a similar situation a few years earlier, so intense, so profound, but one that had almost cost him his life. Hearing the other man clearly and loudly desire him, hearing the other man say he wanted to marry him: of course, he had heard these last two things a couple of times before, always after some compliment on his appearance, which made it much easier for him to reject other people's desires since he wasn't a superficial man. But this time, the other man didn't compliment his appearance, but he confessed immediately after hearing his thoughts, his beliefs. That was really new. Someone who admired him for his brains and not his looks, and Kurapika didn't quite know how to react to that.

Letting out an almost inaudible chuckle, Kurapika shook his head at his thoughts. "That's fine of you to say, otherwise, how else would I know what you're feeling and thinking, and react to that? I don't read minds" Extending his hands for him to take, Kurapika sighed softly. "You can take my hands, the feeling is mutual. But, put away the imaginary ring. A traditional marriage means nothing to me… I have no assets to share" Perhaps a Kurta marriage, but I doubt you'd accept anything like that. He thought, but those words didn't come out of his mouth, instead, he kept them to himself. "Besides, when you know me better, you're bound to be disappointed. Everyone does… so why don't we just seize the moment?" Taking advantage of the grip on his hand, Kurapika gently pulled the taller man towards him.

"Why not start with a kiss?"

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Alright let check starter call.

^Jesus.....Ok well alright. probably get to these tonight after work lol.

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Acknowledge? He never told anyone about it. For first time in long time the 8th found his emotions stirring themselves up. He tighten his fists in his laps but, his face was nerutal. He felt the urge to speak but, swore to himself he wouldn't. He found his lips being loose. Perhaps it was nature of of this universe. This was one of few stains on his soul.

"I killed her." He said so calmly it was only way he knew how to say it. "I didn't mean too. It wasn't my intention. I just want to rough her up a bit so her father would come after me. I didn't think she was worth killing." It was like he couldn't stop talk about it. As if this had to come out of him right now.

"....I had entered her family home when most of them were gone. She was youngest of the family. I thought I could scare her and just wound her. I thought it would be enough but, she talk to me like I was person. The first person to her do that...." He kept looking at alleyway.

"We were having talk about morals and ethics...the worst part was her words were starting to reach me. The last thing remember her reaching out a hand with smile on her face....then everything went BLACK. I think.....I think panic. I think idea of warmth scared me. I work up covered in her blood. I had ripped her apart limb from limb. At time I wrapped my mind that I did because universe demanded it but....I don't think that is the truth."

"If you hate how she looks at you, then that means you have to keep living." He was vague but she could put some pieces together. Whoever this woman was he must have hurt her and it affected him deeply. "It would be a disservice to this person if took your own life over your guilt. Don't use your wrongs as an excuse to end it." She noted how he refused to look her, his gaze focused on the nearby alleyway.

"It's what comes with being alive, we make mistakes. Some minor, and some life altering. All you can do is acknowledge them and make an effort to move forward. I've been burned by my own mistakes, there were nights I couldn't sleep because I was haunted by memories. But I had to keep living and moving forward." She didn't expect this visit to turn into a therapy session, Tania was a nurse not a therapist after all. But it felt necessary to provide some level of wisdom to this clearly haunted man.

"At some point it does get better, but you have to acknowledge the pain now and resolve to move forward before there can be any change."

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Nanashi wasn't sure what to do with all of this. It was if his brain had just running something it could fully comprehend. That was perhaps his truest weakness. He was blind to compassion and empathy. He understood they existed and were needed but, he never felt that he himself would fall under it swing. That anyone would show him such things.

When he cornered though he usually simply follows his instincts. He grabbed the food and began to eat some of it. It was good.....he kept eating it and started back at Artair. It wasn't poisoned how....odd. He tilted his head. "D-...do I give this back to you or do keep it? Are you....going to make more?" He was like a skittish alley cat being given food for first time.

"Rats? Jeez." Artair shakes his head. There's no judgement, because he understands you have to do what you must to survive, but the idea of such a dire situation is worrisome. "But no-- no. It's not poisoned. I can even take a few bites if you want me to prove it. I just..."

Artair rubs the back of his neck. "...I mean you've been sealed for who knows how long. And with what you said about your home-world... it sounds like you've been through a lot. This isn't anything huge, but.... well, I just thought you should have something decent after so long. You don't have to eat it if you don't like it, though. Or if it's too much." He hoped it wasn't. He went for a milder sauce to account for the fact he hadn't likely built much tolerance to flavors or spices, but it still might be more than Nanashi would be used to.

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He watched him do it. He watched him stomp downward and yell. He tilted his head softly to the side as in confusion. He was studying the young man with nerutal expression. This was intresesting. He wasn't sure this what he wanted but, it was outcome nonethless. These new worlds were really surpising him. He could see the anger in this young man's face.

"You did to survive. That is truth. That is only truth that matters. You have to do uncomfortable things to survive. Everything is in this world will try to rob you of something. You only one who get to decide what is too important to be taken. In this moment your friends survival was most important. You don't have to kick him again. I am satisfied." He slowly spoke as he outstretched a hand forward towards him.

"I offer you something. A chance for some real POWER and don't misunderstand. This is not some faustian bargain. I am not demon out for your soul. I offer you chance at power. If you are upset at your lack of strength....then TAKE some. I do believe myself to be arbiter of the world. A being who purpose is to help bring about change in others. I have ability that would awaken a meta-gene within your body. A power that solely belong to you and you alone. If you want it." He had made this offer before now he was curious to see how young man would react.

Apprehension prickled in his entire body and he physically balked at the idea of following through with this torture - especially after that almost theatrical display of power and ability. He had to hurt someone. He had to potentially kill someone, just because this stranger - this entity - wanted to teach him some twisted lesson in futility?? Tears pricked at his eyes as his fists clenched harder, his face - it itched, and although every part of his body was screaming at him --

Akihiko stood.

He couldn't breathe. He could barely feel his fingers anymore. His breath felt staggered as he raised his head just enough to see the person before him, who lay on the ground with his own breathing shallow and labored.

Why him? Why did he have to be the one to do this?? Would Sakura hesitate? Would Suo? In his head, the both of them would have tried to fight the stranger by now - but he couldn't. He was too weak.

" That's something I don't think you understand. " His voice didn't feel like his own, hoarse and strained. But still, words flowed. " Things happen, this world is shitty in all it's flaws - but you don't have to make me do this, you don't have to do anything. You're not some god or some arbiter of the world. Because as unkind or uncaring as this world may seem, it also doesn't care what you or I do, in any form! Isn't that right?! "

The blonde's eyes now looked to the stranger, as he moved to stand above the grounded man between them.

" In the end, what you're doing to me has no consequence because the world will just... keep.... spinning. " He bit back a shake of his shoulders. " But to me, to the people I know, life is only worth living if you believe in yourself and stand by what you believe in, no matter what the world throws at you. "'

Akihiko is trembling, shaking with the effort to keep himself together as he raised his foot. His head is spinning and the world seems all the more blurred and rough at the same time than it had before. He can barely hear himself talking over the rush in his ears. The only thing he feels is the bite of his nails into his palms.

" So know that I only do this to survive, and not because some asshole with a God Complex told me to!! "

And it was then, that he slammed his foot down.

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"I am fan of both smaller towns and bigger cities. I grew up in a big city." He spoke softly as they seem to be musing about something important. "A flavor? I am mostly open to green tea or some earl grey if feeling a little more focused. I suppose tends on the mood really."

Well if he was going to pretend that didn't happen he will too. So he leads them off, to a small little cafe near by that had boba tea.

"Personally, you are lucky this is a smaller little town, its an hour from Tokyo give or take." He explains as they walk. As they do, Soma couldn't help but to stare at them every now and then, the words replaying in his head.

Suck him off under the table...how lewd. As if Soma would willingly do something like that when he was still trying to explore his own...desires? Desires.

"Is there a particular flavor you like?" He asks.

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He felt awkward for a moment. He wasn't used to anyone give him empathy especially given everything he had done. Not that Artair knew that but, still he was confused or not sure what to do himself. He cleared his throat to speak nonetheless.

"You get used to it. Death still some weight to it. You know you still only have one life before someone else is behind wheel you simply become memories within the patch work of this soul." His answer didn't sound wonderful but, it was just something he was used too.

"The imprisonment was deserved....I wasn't good for worlds as I was before. I still not may be but, I have calm at least some." The 8th wasn't even sure how he felt about his imprisoment other then it was deserved. It felt like long dream to him.

"....I want to believe in that important." He was honest for once. "I suppose it just how keep my mind itself the way it is. You know I read a few scientific studies in my day. One of those studies was on mind and it's nerve system. Did you know that your mind will make choice for you before you are even aware of it. Your subconscious mind make small decisions for you. Some studies counter this by saying it was only small things that brain takes control of. But, what if that is what leads to the big things? Your brain on auto-pilot making sure you reach those BIG things. What if free will is smaller then we think?" He asked softly to his other.

"I want to believe all my lives and this life has a purpose....that there is purpose to why I keep getting reincarnated. That I am suppose to exist for a reason. If not then..." He clicked his teeth. "Then it is just suffering for no reason. That I am just lucky or something weird happen to my past self." He slowly finished off his tea sitting it back down.

".....You are dangerous easy to talk too, Artair. I usually play thing close to chest but, some of you beings in this new universe disarm me easily. I am not sure I like it." He mused out in amusement tone of voice.

"I'm a realist." Artair counters with a hum. "I try to give everyone basic respect at first... but you can lose it. I don't pretend everyone is wonderful or the world is a great place as it is... I just give others the best chance I can. I choose kindness because it's who I want to be." He shrugs again, one leg lifting to cross over the other beneath the table. "Here, the only thing that defines a demon or an angel is people's assumptions and preconceived notions. They're not the Christian idea of them, and they come in just as many personalities as humans do. Just like every other entity. It's just like you say."

Artair watches Nanashi as he speaks, head tilting in thought. "I guess... I can understand how experiencing so much would give you insight and thought like you might have. And also why it might make you a pessimist." He jokes, but the tone is softer. "But that sounds very difficult, too. Having to remember all of it, and dying. Like... it's disconnected, but it's still there." Sympathy stays on his face. "Dying is hard enough. But doing it so many times....? And then imprisoned like you were. Just....are you alright?"

He pauses, and shakes his head. "Sorry. No. That's a ridiculous question to even ask. Nothing like that is alright. But.... it's horrible it happened to you." His hand twitches against the table, an impulse to touch the other's hand in sympathy he resists, if only for Nanashi's comfort.

His arms cross instead, tucking his hands away. "Anyway. I think there's a balance between rest and change. But I understand what you're saying. And I do agree, there are a lot of people who don't change. Or who never will. I think many will in the right circumstances, but there will always be people who refuse to grow. Who you can't do anything for. And some who you have to stop however you must. Because you let far more people suffer or worse through inaction." His lips thin. gaze leveled on his mug.

The look is gone a moment later. "Beings will always clash, because there will never be a space without someone's opinion differing from another's. It's part of the conflict of life to learn to contend with it. I don't think it means we're destined to meet opposition in a fated way, but I don't disagree there will always be someone who opposes something, and the more people involved, the more impact a way of doing things has, the more diametric the opposition. I just don't believe it's pre-written. It's just--- roles that get filled, in that case. If there is someone who does something, there will always be someone who stands up against them because it's what they feel-- and if there's enough people behind them, they're labelled as their opposite, their enemy and rival."

He leans further back, watching Nanashi with his tea left forgotten. "Clashing ideals I agree with. Just the idea that it's meant to happen with that specific person, that someone is your soulmate or whatever.... I don't know. When a universe really only comes together from the senselessness of chaos paving the way for life.... it's hard to think anything has to happen. We are, we fight and we love and we do all the things living beings do-- and then one day we're not. Even if it's years and centuries and aeons-- everything we do now matters so much in its own way, and not at all in the grandest scheme. Thinking we matter enough to have a fate at all feels like it gives us more importance than we'll ever really have."

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Starter Call

Got some new follow backs so....here ya go.

This is open to everyone just putting this cause I won't mind writing today. Gonna go work on replies while this fills up.

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@townofcadence cont. from X

Nanashi stared at it for a long time and his expression was....confusion and deeply reflection. As if the mere motion of someone doing something for him was....NEW. He then finally got some words to echo of his throat. "Is it posioned? I've never....had such meal. I usually just feed on rat and...whatever I could steal my body adapted to not eating much." He slowly reached for the bowl.

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@titaneus cont. from X

He didn't know why he felt like opening to her of all people. He was thinking maybe it because they were so at odds at times. He read somewhere that warriors or rival tend to open to each other battlefield perhaps this was one of those moments. He was silent for once for a bit before he finally spoke.

"I think it's too late for that." He finally uttered out to her not looking her way. He was looking at the shadows of alleyway as he spoke. He never took his eye off it. "If turn back now...what is even point? I have done so much. Was it all for nothing? Was suffering of my existence for nothing then? At that point why even letting this life keeping might as well just let it end." He spoke of it so causally.

"...." Another pause.

"I can see ghost of someone I once knew and....I hate how she looks at me." He didn't know why he was saying this but, he said it.

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Nanashi couldn't help but, be a little cheeky. "Why yes my beauitful master whatever you say." He spoke softly as he gave small half bow to him. "Though I wouldn't know what normal people are against are for. I never bought to learn that kind of stuff after all."

"I am. I think it's normal for people to be against physical touch, don't you think?" It was a rhetorical question without an expectation for an answer. This guy...

Now more annoyed, he crosses his arms and takes a step back. "At least you're self aware enough to know it would be your fault. So, no more touching me, yeah?" And if he tries again, this is his only warning before he bites at the hand that dares to touch him.

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Now THIS was.....nostalgic.

This was how he was used to be treated. Like a threat, like someone who didn't belong. "Ah well I don't mean any harm I am simply curious soul BUT, I can't just struggle off challenge like that. Please tell your name miss." He seem....eager like he was enjoying this a little too much. Like he was enjoying being threatened. Yet, again there was no defensive stance taken but, she might be able to feel it...or see for a brief moment.

There was strange spiritual pulse from his body as small sparks of what looked like green electricity surged around his shoulders for a moment.

The man claimed to have no business, save for curiosity. That was quite the suspicious thing to state since it didn't answer anything. He didn't mean harm 'right now'. To one lacking experience, they would leap at the chance to test the man with his guard down. Though Nix could sense something wasn't right. There was a reason he felt so comfortable to not put up any noticeable defenses..

"Nanashi will be just fine.. A name given to yourself still counts as a real one to me anyway. And if you have no real business here, you need to leave.. and you can keep your odd compliments to yourself." Nix didn't move from her post, not taking her eyes off him. He had no business snooping around near the academy and would not be permitted to step further inside. "Try to intrude further and I will be forced to fight you." Slowly, her long tail swayed behind her as a subtle warning to the stranger. That she isn't an average person standing in his way.

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"Maybe you should stop then...." He paused. "Soul reaper." He spoke softly as if he word was meant to be spoken that way. "If you tried of it. Then stop. You owe nothing to anyone. You have choice as always. Unless it is something else drive you. Why do you feel need to protect anyone?" He asked.

@reincarnated-muses asked: “That doesn’t make any sense. None whatsoever.“

"Well that's life isn't it? Things don't always make sense." He would shrug gently at the stranger. "I know I look like an ordinary person but then I spend my nights being run ragged by people who act like I'm the only person around who can do the job of protecting. It's not exactly the given life I would've chosen personally, but you know."

answered for the eighth if that's okay

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As she spoke he felt his irritation raising within his soul. He wouldn't let that show. Emotions in his mind weren't useful if you went with your gut reaction. He actually smiled at her as he pulled out said tome as she spoke out of it beginning to flip to page and begin writing because he knew she didn't like it. He could be little petty at times. Another bad habit he never broke from his younger years.

"....She past it to a human?" He clicked his teeth slightly at the idea. "Hahaha....perhaps I should attempt to be your friend then. To get rid of some my biases. For my purpose I need learn to adapt to certain things and people. I can't see though....I knew an arch fae back in my day. They such respect for Titanina and Oberon why in worlds would she pick a human to take throne? I am sure that didn't go over well with the courts." He smirked again as he said that.

"No. I watch, I listen. It is what I do. I just have seen few...people you see be taking interest in is all." He tapped his pencil against the table they were seated at.

"You are KING of Fae. You have responsibility to your people to lead them. You should be doing something with that power. Especially given you are a human. You could advance humankind. Act bridge for two races. There is so much....possibility."

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Why is Nanashi somewhat weak to kindness?

You have understand NO ONE and I mean NO one has ever showed Nanashi/The 8th any kind of love or kindness. He came from war torn world where his homeless mother died giving birth to him. Where he lived on streets like rat and his first time he killed someone was just by mistake cause they yelling at him for stealing food AND his powers actived in response to violence against him.

He grew with ONLY himself and he develop this horrible mindset that his only exist was because of his meta gene and he was meant to fix the world. So he started pushing people into horrible corners and when they didn't accept his ability to give them powers or died from his body being able to withstand change of unlocking meta gene. He put up to: "They were not worthy of living after all they were meant to die like this."

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Sorry didn't get to replies to day but, promise after work or tomorrow pump few out. I was lazy today. Lot of house work needed to be done lol.

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Someone bulling your muses or causing them problems.

Nanashi vc: "I could breathe out neurotoxin on them and we could slowly toture them for hours and they can't move but, they feel everything." <3