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Hiatus.

I hate to say this, since has been months, but I'm putting Sumiko on a Hiatus for now. I'm more comfortable with using my other muse, Visa. 

I'll put the link here, for Visa, for all my wonderful followers who would be curious to check her out! http://visa-xamore.tumblr.com/

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Sumiko blinked, lowering  her hand to rest on her lap once again. "I'm not regretting it one bit." she whispered, bringing her attention back to him. She stared longingly at the sake bottle, it was the only thing that for the time being, kept the snickering voices at bay and allowed her to relax for once.

She fumbled with her small leather-bound sketch book, the contents had some sketchy landscapes, but most of them contained sketches of him. She felt dizzy, maybe he was right, maybe she did have too much to drink.

The sake was totally getting to her now, 3 drinks in and she was tispy. A blush had became a permant residence to her cheeks after the last glass. She was struggling to keep herself composed, but honestly it was difficult to do so. Her baby blue eyes kept wandering over to the man across from her. "God, you're just perfect." she exclaimed suddenly. When she realized this, she slapped her hand over her mouth and took up interest in the nearby wall.

Madara seemed amused at her outburst “You had to much do drink” he replied pulling the sake bottle away from her. “I’m quite sure you will regret,  flirting with an old man like me” he responded. He sipped the last content of his sake cup, pondering of the fact might hadn’t been a good idea to let her drink.

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Sumiko moved back ever so slightly, arms still lingering around him, her eyes making contact with his, although her own were swimming with conflicting emotions.

Breathe, Sumiko. You're going to do something even more unwise if you do not breathe.

Once she regain some sort of her composure, she glanced away.

"My apologies..I..I don't know what came over me.." her voice was cracking, and a blush came over her features, which caused her to knit her brows together in confusion at her own self's reaction.

Maybe it was the lack of knowledge on how to deal with such emotions that stirred within her, or the longing to be close to someone that finally made her cave in. All she knew was that she had older taller male pressed against the wall and had her lips on his. Despite the twisting aura that came off the man in waves, she was drawn to him, like a moth to a flame.[Response to the reblog you just did, Hope I'm allowed to respond to it!]

He was taken by surprise by the girl’s behaviour, he knew that she was very weary of him, so he never really expected her to be so bold. He pressed his hands on her arms, trying to push away and regain his composure “easy there” he responded sternly and puzzled “What exactly you think you’re doing?” he inquired raising an eyebrow.

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REBLOG IF IT'S OKAY IF MY MUSE DEVELOPS FEELINGS FOR YOURS EVEN IF WE DON'T DISCUSS IT AS MUNS.

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//Where is the new Manga chapter? Is it Raw? Or translated?

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//OOC: Hm, What's this?

-opens tumblr-

-Gets waves of Sasuke pictures thrown at her at full force-

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//ooc: New Icon. Yay

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Madara waited patiently, he sat there motionlessly, giving the impression that he was either asleep or dead, but he was none of those. He watched intently the girl as she lit up the flames, he could feel her chakra , but not all that well due to the fact that he was weakened and he wasn’t a sensor nin. However it was enough for him to realize that she had an unusual chakra, so he changed his plans that for when he will regain his strength, he will make use of her instead of disposing of her.

He simply nodded affirmatively when she brought the boar with her, a little relieved that she managed to bring a good meal, because he hadn’t eaten well for almost three weeks. “Good don’t waste any more time, make way to cook it under the fire” he demanded gruffly, the hunger that he had tried so hard to ignore, started gnawing inside of him even though he didn’t show a single emotion. He despised of his current disposition,to end up in such a state where he had to depend on someone, he loathed it.

"Cook it." An order. She would follow through with such an order. "Yes Sir" her reply empty of any emotion. She would never follow so..easily. But perhaps it was this  man aura, as she kept telling herself, that kept her in place. She dropped the boar, went out and gathered more wood, to make a spit.  Once she had set that up over the fire, she dragged the boar towards it and then knelt down, still somewhat close to the man, although she would have to walk a bit to actually touch him, if she needed to. But it mostly to keep herself in his line of sight.

She flipped the boar over onto it's back, her eye gazing upon the long sharp tusks it had, she adjusted herself so she could grasp the tusks, and with the foul chakra pulsing in her viens, snapped the tusks right off. She dropped them beside her and before incasing her hand within the chakra, to form the claw she came to despise. She instinctively reached to the back of her neck, and clawed at the skin, hard enough to draw blood over the newly healed wounds. A habit she had formed, anything to stop the voices. It quieted them for a few minutes at least.  Without a second thought, she sliced the boar's belly, cutting the boar into different parts, not caring as the blood drenched her arm and some splatted on her cheek. She tossed the organs and such and then began to skin the boar's hide off.  It took a couple of minutes, but once she was done the boar was speared on the spit and was cooking nicely.

Sumiko had washed off her hands and cheek of the blood and taken a seat by the fire, watching the boar cook. She fished inside the special hidden pocket inside her attire, pulling out the small book, it's spine was sewed together by thick leather string. She pulled out a an equally hand-made pencil and began to sketch lightly, her object to draw? The man with the thick menacing aura around him. She checked a few more times on the meat before it was finally cooked. She broke apart of the stick off and walked over to Madara, holding out the piece of cooked meat out to him.

The Crow & The Raven ‡ Closed with Indomitisiginis

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//I'm alive! I've been on a kind semi-haitus... I'm also abit more active on my other rp blog..but I haven't left!

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Sumiko chewed on her lower lip, mentally kicking herself for even asking. Her ears perked up at the words of the order she was given, and for some reason she followed him. She went outside and gathers some fallen branches, bringing them back in and placing them in a small pit she dug, close enough to reach the man, but not to hurt him. The voices chattered and hissed as she focused her mind on her hand, which became enveloped in the un-holy glow once again, she brought it down to the branches, purple flames greedily ate at the branches before settling into a nice fire. Sumiko was use to the odd colored fire, having spend many nights staring at the purple flames as she contemplated her life.

Her blue eyes gazed over at the dark throat of the cave that swallowed anyone and anything that went into it's black depths. She called upon the flames again and began to walk into the depths. She came back some time after, dragging the corpse of a boar, the skeletal shaped chakra claws sunk into the flesh of the corpse.

Well at least she found food.

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She glanced over at the still-tensed man, obviously still not trusting her, she didn’t expect him to honestly, with her past history and her name slowly becoming a rising threat to anyone her clan asked for help with, she didn’t expect him to be so ..trusting. But she also had to take in some sort of account that he had no clue who she was, and for her own sake, silently prayed for that.

"So…what attacked you that made you end up in this cave?"

Okay maybe that wasn’t the greatest way to start of a conversation, but it was the only thing she could come up with the start a conversation. Her social skills were extremely unpolished and nearly non-existent. But she had to start some where, didn’t she?

"That is none of your business" he replied bluntly, "Why don’t you make yourself useful and make a fire" he then added, as he shifted slightly, trying to make himself comfortable, however he can, thought this place wasn’t much a place for comfort. The pain stung and throbbed, even though it was cleaned and bandaged, it was starting to stain with blood. He looked around surveying the place, trying to keep the pain at bay. He thought of how this place could be turned into a home, or at least for now. "Also I want you to check what’s in  there, walk a few miles" he ordered pointing at the inside of the cave, into its black throat.

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Visa gulped, her orange eyes traveling back to the still alive victim and Madara. She slowly got to her fore-hoofs and backed up. "..I am..a Dwarfika..I am not from this world..but it seems the corruption follows wherever I go..since i still hold..these urges.." she gestured to the victim strapped on the table.

Normally Visa wouldn't be so willing to explain herself, but she was caught in a vulnerable state. She willed herself not to use her magic, unless she needed to. 

Visa normally kept her composure while she was in the presence of her friends. However this time she was barely holding herself together. She inhaled sharply when the blade danced across her furred fore-hoof, causing her to drop it. The man that had some sort of control over her loomed over her, she glanced back at the strapped down victim, then back at madara. “I’m losing my control" she murmured.

Madara’s lips fell agape, shocked and mesmerized by what he just witnessed. Instinctively he took a defense, when he saw the stranger creator letting the sword falling from her hoofs, was he dreaming? he wondered to himself, but he felt awake. The Uchiha rubbed his eyes with the back of his head, but it was still there. He growled softly, but studying its movement, prepared to attack if it makes the wrong move.

'What are you?'

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//ooc: sorry for the lack of reblogs/actvity. I'm more active on my other RP blog http://thedwarfika.tumblr.com/. If you follow me here, you should follow me on that one too! It features an OC of my from my novel, one of the many. 

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The new primary blog of Visa the Dwarfika, originally it was a side blog, now it’s a wonderful primary blog!

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My Side Rp blog has become a primary blog! Don't be afraid if you get followed by her! Now you can send asks and bother her!

The new primary blog of Visa the Dwarfika, originally it was a side blog, now it’s a wonderful primary blog!

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I meant to reblog it on this. Blah

This blog will be deleted very soon. To make way for the primary blog. This is a side blog and it’s hard to send asks and such when this side blog. 

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//ooc: I'll be in the process of moving Visa The Dwarfika Rp side blog to a primary main blog. I'm still here though.