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everything, regrettably, is paired together with an awfully stubborn connection.
the sword and the scabbard; yin and yang; the past and the future; me and you.
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/ thinking about flipping this to an araya
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/ the moment i come to write with a ryōshū...
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⠀ ⠀ * she huffs, breath hidden behind veil, amongst the signs of age upon her face. another huff, ———mn.. how fragile, you remain. could that blade come to cleave a shackle? * poison, upon her tounge. yet, she questions. curious, of progress. ⠀ ⠀
Tongue remained still, mouth closed. “…” Sitting down as the Nursefather had commanded him to do so, gaze affixed to the floor.
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⠀ ⠀ * a brow raise follows. for the cigarette, or the kneel. it won't come to be confirmed, anyways. ———ha-ah.. * she exhales at the thought. for one to appear peaceful, before her shackles self. one imposed by the very same.. ⠀ ⠀
( Glancing sideways, a quiet hum of acknowledgment. He doesn’t want to ruin the moment by speaking. Taking off his suit jacket and folding it under his arm, closing his eyes after… He almost looks peaceful. )
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/ keep on wishing to write here but. not 100% that the portrayal will be accurate. replies will likely come with a few batte replays & rereads, hardly get as much yoru content as araya content.
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⠀ ⠀ * heavy smoke. all, other than the nursefather, to remain in the room. yet another puff, ———seat yourself, should you wish to speak. your tounge shall sever, should you waste words. * her eyes fluttered shut, knelt still. not a glance, merely waiting. ⠀ ⠀
/ ♡ should you wish for a longer starer, as usual. still coming to adjust to yoru's harsher tounge, it'll take a little time.
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⠀ ⠀ * waddling beside. adorned with a pipe in place of a cigarette, she puffs. further adding to haze, and coming to rest upon her knees. as usual, silent. merely glancing at.. ( 🚬 * ) ⠀ ⠀
( He’s smoking. Not by the Will of the Prescripts this time. …Not directly, anyway. An old habit he’s tried, and failed, to break. )
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⠀ ⠀ * feet forever bound, tounge, forever poisoned. she needn't speak. she needn't breathe, for solitude hadn't *truly* come to pass, often. whether it be apprentice or nursefather, another fetter always came forth, to deny her peace. (cont. *) ⠀ ⠀
/ ♡ should you wish for a longer starer, as usual. still coming to adjust to yoru's harsher tounge, it'll take a little time.
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⠀ ⠀ * smoke draws from *that* pipe, clouding all else. yet, steps come to sound.. another puff given, ———utterly hopeless, it'd seem. alike that child, ruckus forever remained bound, to me. * her back serves to face the other, eyes shut, to dream. ( 💭 *) ⠀ ⠀
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/ ♡ should you wish for a longer starer, as usual. still coming to adjust to yoru's harsher tounge, it'll take a little time.
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⠀ ⠀ * lighting up a cigarette. it's been a while, since she's smoked any but her pipe. . ⠀ ⠀
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the sword and the scabbard; yin and yang; the past and the future; me and you.
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It remains your responsibility, Should you wish To wield me . Power requires it’s own conditions, Regardless of form .
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ᅠ Surprising ? Expected a blade To seem more .. Opposing ?
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