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what a dumb time to pick up a whole bunch of threads right

i'm writing a novel guys spoiler alert

that by the looks of it may or may not get published i got a publisher interested and all that

and i've started getting handed deadlines

between that and classwork i'll be trying to squeeze my way here in some sort of free time

this can totally rationalize why my writing here is terrible right because i'm using it all up writing not rp things

my characterization of minatsuki isn't really great anyway imo

i don't think it's bad enough to call for a hiatus

i just thought i'd throw it out there

send a message my way if i owe you something because i'm blanking

wish me luck and shit

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Of course it was. So helping, and unwilling to teach a brat or two some manners. Minatsuki could change that. "It's not a problem..."

A wooden shed awaited them. It seemed quite new and sturdy. Minatsuki pointed ahead and announced, "W-We'll be gathering the buds up there.. You can pick what you'd like to plant."

While pointing, the opposite hand brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, while doing so skillfully and without so much as a flinch, plucking an earring straight from her earlobe and drawing a bit of blood.

efflorere ❁ [ minatsuki ]

her lips silently mouthed her name, taking in each syllable to ensure that she would remember how to pronounce her name in the future and who it belonged to. it was a pretty name, ib knew for sure. a much more exotic one than ib, that was for certain! 

“ it’s nice to meet you too, minatsuki. and thank you for your help. “ she nodded gently in agreement, before promptly following behind her. the female was unusually kind to her, despite the younger having greatly upset her beforehand. perhaps it was just how the whole student body at tancho was: friendly and welcoming. 

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"M-Minatsuki... please hold on..!" The flustered girl stumbled to her feet and trotted a short way down the long row of flowers, plucking the petals of a few small orange flowers; calendula blossoms.

After spending a minute crushing the petals in her palms, she returned with a small sigh, expression still muddied with concern and embarrassment. "These will stop the bleeding and pain... Show me your wounds, please."

Red Tinted Roses [Closed to Minatsuki]

It wasn’t like he came limping around here hoping for some sympathy or anything like that, far from it. Ikki would entirely too prideful to need some girl picking and pecking at him like a mother hen. So when Minatsuki came running over, he held up a single finger.

“Fuck kind of question is that? Of course I’m alright. Don’t you have some flowers to be planting or some shit?”

A brief scoff at the girl as the Storm King began to rise to his feet. That is, before the teen’s knees buckled and he went crashing back down to the floor. This wasn’t like him. This was the guy that had saved the world and fought Sora Takeuchi himself. A couple of super powered fucks should have been nothing.

But he’d been careless. And he knew that.

“So…uhhh (fuck that hurts) what’s your name, cutie?”

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So much for personal sanctuary is right. Something people forget is that Minatsuki hasn't been completely heartless since she was around fifteen or so. Nor has she passed up an opportunity to get someone's false favor. Her gasp as she notices the beat up boy is both genuine and forged on these notes.

She set the pot of primroses down at her feet, trotting over and kneeling at his side, looking panicked. "A-A-Are you alright?!" What a dumbass question, but it came with the character.

Red Tinted Roses [Closed to Minatsuki]

“Fuck.”

So much for your own personal sanctuary, huh Minatsuki? While it was completely unintentional, a singular individual seemed to have found his way into the garden that she kept, stoic body perched near some of the chrysanthemums that she had planted only a few days ago.

He seemed to be in some pretty rough shape, one hand holding his stomach as the other draped idly in his lap. His entire body was covered in wounds and thick flows of crimson, clothing tattered and shredded and completely not within the confines of the school dress code.

All in all, Ikki looked like shit.

The eye that wasn’t swollen shut glanced at one of the bright red flowers, stroking its petals with his fingertips as he tried to focus on something other than the nauseating pain that was causing a pit to swell in his stomach. Why did he do this kind of shit to himself? Always looking for trouble, only he hadn’t counted on the fact that in this place, everybody seemed to have some kind of fucking super power.

“I’ll just stay here…for a little bit. Not that it hurts or anything…I’m just a little sleepy…”

Right.

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"How about you take your bratty ass home and fuck yourself with a chainsaw instead, whore?" Minatsuki's hand was ready at her ear.

"Go near them and I'll skin you alive."

minor cadaver. {yuno}

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"Excuse me?" Minatsuki turned around finally and snorted. "How about I won't? Shit-for-brains slut." She stood up and brushed the mulch from her dress, an ugly scowl on her face.

minor cadaver. {yuno}

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"Sorry honey, I don't 'have' to do shit for you right now." She waved off the high-pitched voice behind her, not once turning around to see Yuno. "Come back when I'm not so pissed I could pop a vessel."

minor cadaver. {yuno}

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"Sounds boring. I mean, I'm here because I sorta have to be. You choose this shithole of all things?" 

Minatsuki crossed her arms. It wasn't as if she'd admit she missed anyone from Ward G outright away. "Senji's here too. He's my gym teacher. What a riot, right?" She smirked.

“Ahh, my tale’s not terribly eventful, I’m afraid. A few of us in managed to break our way through to the other side of Wonderland walls, and now I keep a job here, tending to the grounds. It’s an opportunity I’m grateful for.”

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At that point, Minatsuki was already knelt down and shoveling mulch onto the carcass. "Replanting. What does it look like?" She said, not even masking her anger. She had it up to here with everything.

minor cadaver. {yuno}

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She gives him a dismissive wave of her hand. "You're plenty old, face it. Now, what's up? What's your story?"

“You haven’t dropped that name for me, huh? I’m not quite an old man, you know. Not yet, at least.”

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ok nevermind that last post but not really i don't have to get off for a while

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bloodypinkette replied to your post: im gonna get off but just a note to myself that...

wait we started a thread what

(yes i started it go look)

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im gonna get off but just a note to myself that i'm waiting for a replies from

garry

ib

ikki

yuno

and i have to start my thread with

hazama

if i'm missing someone let me know!!!!!!