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“We don’t know what kind of people we truly are until the moment before our deaths.” - Itachi Uchiha

For Veronika. ♥ Happy birthday my dear, I wish you the best ! c:

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Upon perceiving the sound of a tenor voice in which seemed foreign to his ears, twin tinctured pools of onyx drifted athwart only to be bestowed with the spectacle of a carmine haired male whose presence was extrinsic to his senses and alabastrine lids descended midway as the mien upon his physiognomy retained its impassiveness and an inclination of the head was given, inducing tendrils of luscious Stygian sweep athwart his angular physiognomy in a single, languid motion. Although by the initial glance the person in question seemed to be analogous to a homo sapien, it was the lack of chakra in which failed to emit from his physique that induced sentiments of skepticism to tumefy from within his essence. Inwardly, he wondered how was it possible for one to live simultaneously without chakra, for it could not ensue without one conceding to expiry, unless this being is of an extraterrestrial origin.

Granted, Sasuke Uchiha is quite a curious person (that much, he could give admittance to since it was true and he could acknowledge the fact), but the queries swirling within psyche could not be answered unless he strove to discover them himself. Taking advantage of the time to scrutinize the figure before him, briefly he fell into a lapse of introspection as the quiescent silence was prolonged by each moment, refusing to concede to his excessive pride to offer a verbalization to the male in turn until he saw fit. "—…"

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A drifter; as if they had scrambled out from dull tunnels, drawn in by the light where fate made one meet with the other. Fey moonlight kissed foreign flesh, these halls of midnight green obeying to be the clairvoyant backdrop for an encounter that went against the rules of time and space. It had become the norm how realm and dimension alike would warp and spiral, a helix of arcane energies that no sage could ever understand. The scarlet rhapsodist had accepted this where wisdom was his own, a beatific turbulence of beryl hues that mocked the steady running of the hour. Some grieved when home was lost, whereas others embraced the adventure that new kingdoms bestowed. He was the latter, a swashbuckler by nature whom sauntered cavalier form over conquered earth. And he needn’t abandon the opportunity of welcoming those to the still suffering spread of Gaia with the promise of gratifying his curiosity.

“So fate has commanded that you should experience this phenomena. The Goddess has been ever so lenient nowadays.” a proud hymn sung, emphasis upon the gracious divinity that he spared so much passion for. Lips curved to polish china features, eyes tinged by sunlit seas framed by a chestnut mane. Handsome as he believed himself to be, that certainty apparent in how one advertised themselves even to strange folk. “— I only ask if you wished to come such a long way.”

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Relinquishing a remnant of an exhalation in which absconded from the aperture of pallid folds, an escalation of the twin albescent concealed appendages ensued, providing the mobility of the limbs to segue to a fold athwart the half exposed expanse of his torso and subsequent to the aforementioned actions, his physique shifted for the sake of seeking equilibrium of his weight from one foot to the another in an imperceptible manner. Judging by the tone of displeasure in which was evident within his voice, the extrinsic being was irritated by his act of discourtesy. Quite frankly, the Uchiha cared naught concerning his opinion of himself, for he was notorious for his superfluity of hauteur. Granted, there were very few in which he acknowledged with a quiescent display of high regard, but truly--what made him presume that he would treat him any differently? It was aberrant and nay, he had no desire to endure any obstacle endeavoring to besmirch his moniker, although once the individual's voice was perceived, an exiguous 'hn' was emitted before a verbalization was expressed. "--Sasuke Uchiha."

Heavily lashed eyes blinking in a somewhat widened manner, the curious male was considered with brusque hesitation come the foreigners less than kindly response. Link had hardly been kept hidden away from those who’d prove themselves little but unpleasant, but rudeness was still something he hardly accepted with large bouts of joy. “I believe I should be the one asking such questions, stranger.” The hero began, tone clipped with subtle hints of displeasure within its typically soft baritone. “You were the one who approached me, after all.” Lightly sun-chapped lips would raise in a minuscule case of defiance, but shoulders eased their way upwards with a casual shrug nevertheless. There was no point in progressing this meeting into something of a conflict, especially if easily avoided; so perhaps a greeting more formal in nature was required. “My name is Link.”

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We are the reckless We are the wild youth

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Can I just say how much yer vast word vocab just makes me screech with wow omg jslfkja //rolls away

outofcharacter. I am truly glad that you at least enjoy the lexicon of my writing and I hope that I would portray this muse with justice, but I thank you kindly for the compliment, for I do appreciate it, heh.

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Upon perceiving the sounds of masculine chords emanating from the anterior passage of the individual whom addressed his person, the cadency of footfalls meeting the barren ground then suspended itself to a cessation. Once a sandal concealed foot was appressed upon the squalid surface, instantaneously his head rotated in a longitudinal direction in correspondence to his lean physique maneuvering to orient itself due to the prompting of his left foot performing a pivotal in a clockwise motion. Narrowing obsidian irises in an imperceptible manner from the lowering of alabastrine lids as the nukenin scrutinized the extrinsic creature before him, the corners of cerise tinted lines descended, brusquely ignoring the greeting before he spoke. "Who are you and what is your business with me?"

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More of the rounded-ears kind, and he was beginning to ponder over learning exactly what land it was that they were arriving from. The possibility of them being linked in some way to the Gerudo of the east was ever more present, though the fact that none had yet attacked with malicious intent nor locked him away in some dingy desert cell was something certainly appreciated. Calm sky-line eyes surveying the troop of strangers, a cautionary aura prevailed within the subtle nature of the group; tiny smile smoothing its way across the heroes lightly chapped lips nevertheless, youth hoping to at least soothe their immediate worries. There was nothing to fear from him— though their surroundings told a story of differing intent.

“…Hello.”

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This is a new blog of mine, but...

outofcharacter. I thank you all for the follow, for I very much appreciate it. If you wish to receive a starter from me, please 'like' this post and I will endeavor to work out a few ideas with you all individually.

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holy mother of adjectives

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It was not an often occurrence that Sasuke could bear witness to being the spectator of Dame Natura and the personified creation its entirety perchance. The picturesque spectacle was bathed in a coalescent of amber, violet, peach, and crimson in which was analogous to an artisan weaving an impeccable craftsmanship of coruscation and grandeur alongside the lushness of the vegetation in which cultivated in its natural habitat. Although he would take advantage of the moment allowed to enjoy what was offered, there was an extrinsic presence within the perimeters that set him on edge and thus, obviated him from doing so. Atramentous rivers of unruly tendrils swept in a brushing motion against the ninja's physiognomy as the mien upon his countenance was set in a semblance of subtle moue and the lateral movement of his right appendage provided the allowance for the extremities to perform a mobility of curling, ascending adjacent to his physique as tinctured pools of onyx irises was affixed upon his blade, feeling the proverbial sensation of his hilt that subconsciously hummed within his grasp.

The cadency of footfalls emanated throughout the distilled air by the contact of heavy laden sandals meeting the ground, inducing an echolalia of plangent sounds in its wake. Analogous to feathers on a raven’s wing, obsidian lashes descended under the guidance of alabastrine lids, prompting an imperceptible narrowing of irises upon the inert umbrageous shadows that threatened to ensnare him in an act of deglutition. Suspending footfalls to a complete cessation, there he stood poised before the vestiges antecedent to iridescent tinctured depths of crimson that emitted luminescence scintillated coming into fruition, and subsequent to the aforestated action, a commencement ensued of yet another procedure of preambulation as the inkiness wholly enshrouded his being.

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