( His eyes widen for a moment, but quickly shifts into his usual resting scowl. She'd said a rather peculiar word just now. ) Is that so? Sorry to disappoint, but I probably won't be around to meet her. Hate to ditch a lady like that, but it is what it is.

The shadows? There's that assumption again: the idea that he skulks about in the dark. That he needs to conceal himself to kill. His face contorts with contempt. "I am not assassin. Don't ever call me that." His pride as a swordsman would never allow that.

are you afraid of other people? i know that by keeping others at a distance you avoid a betrayal of your trust, for while you may not be hurt that way, you mustn't forget that you must endure the loneliness.

// Back, thank you for your patience everyone 🙏 Doing all my replies now!

i work only for money. if you want loyalty, hire a dog.

// Will get to all my replies soon-ish. My dog is really sick. I want to spend some time with her, just incase. Thank you for your patience.

the true measure of a shinobi is not how he lives but how he dies. it’s not what they do in life but what they did before dying that proves their worth.

𝙇𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙨, 𝙮𝙚 𝙈𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙮! 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚! 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙣 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙞𝙣 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙪𝙣𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚! - God King, Ozymandias #FateRP - #MVRP - #bskyRP

my first murder was thrilling because i had embarked on the career i had chosen for myself, the career of murder.

"Why is it so hot... And muggy too. I hate this."

Golden details... ( That much matches, but... A strange contraption? She supposes Nobunaga has always had a penchant for newer tech, but even then... ) ( No, this can't be her. ) I've never met her.

His cursory examination complete, the warrior strides forward, blade in hand. He lacks proper knowledge of forges and steel, his skillset locked exclusively in the art of swinging steel, rather than smithing it. Still, he evaluates the weapon as something of 'fairly high quality.' A broad and ↷

( He's cut down in an instant, mid-please, then Izou slowly sheaths his sword. ) There ya go, damsel in distress. ( Shoving hand in his face. Money now, thank you. )

( Appealing to his better nature? Absolute waste of time. Like talking to a wall. ) Mhm... Sounds to me like ya don't actually want to come down from there. Well that's no skin off my back, I've got better things to do than to watch you. ( He really will leave. In fact, he turns to do just that. )

( He is distracted by several very specific words from Miko. ) ... Mm? I don't remember anyone like that. ( Wait a minute... Long red hair...? Doesn't that sound kind of like Nobunaga? But he definitely wasn't alive when she was, and she's no god. ) She doesn't happen to wear all black, does she?

Fuck... Now I got the whole calendar mixed up.

The assassin clicks his tongue, performing the perfunctory motions of chiburi with great distaste. It's dishonorable that this fool's blood coated his blade at all. Couldn't you have lasted a little longer? Couldn't you have put up more of a fight? What was he to gain, wasting his talent on ↷

Well damn, he got faster. He'd be remiss to think 'this guy was just holding back,' but as Izou watches him, he realizes there's something more to this. Gradually, his focus shifts from the attacks flying at him, to the way they're performed. He scrutinizes every little movement. It's because ↷

I really don't care about that. I want to hear somethin' interesting too, y'know! Hey, hey, tell me about the war god. I wanna hear! Y'can do that as payment for my words, right?

Eh? You insulted me the first time. Yer lucky I didn't kill you for that. THAT was kindness, you know!

Eh?! Hold on, you've got a war god, and you were trailin' me along with these other losers? What the hell! ﹙ and does she think i dont know what 'pyro' means?! ﹚ Listen, I don't get all this abstract shit like eternity and freedom, but war is something I understand!

What part didn't you understand? I'll walk you through it.

This one's agile, and here he was worried his prey would go down without a decent fight. Seeing this, he launches from his seat, his blade meeting his opponent's steel with minimal movement. "HA–HAHAHAA! Good! That's very good! If you show me somethin' interesting, I promise to only take three ↷

There's a sudden glint of metal, and the hashira would find a blade jutted towards him. The ronin tilts his head. "Sure, I'd like to see that. Was just thinkin' it was gettin' too cozy 'round here."

I'll cut ya down for cash. ( He's not in a position to refuse, right? This was surely one of his better ideas. )

Curious how? ( He doesn't understand her. The next Archon gets a lukewarm reception. ) I guess. ( Is all, and nothing more. )

. . . ( He starts to walk in the complete opposite direction. No, he considers it —- a show of mercy is in order! ) Hey, you got any cash?

"I don't recall askin' for yer permission. I'm not movin'. In fact." He takes a seat, spreads out, and makes himself right at home. "I think I'm feelin' real comfortable."

"The hell you lookin' so mad for? Lose all your money in a game of shogi?" He can read the room, he simply doesn't care.

"Why's there never any good places to get a drink? S'one of the easiest things to get right, and yet..."

❝ Japan, and Asia as a whole, are placed perfectly for the taking. We just have to be bold enough to reach out. ❞ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐄𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐉𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐧. | #MVRP | #SFW | #NSFW | #RPSKY | #BSKYRP |

𝐁𝐀𝐃 , 𝘉𝘈𝘋 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 -- -- 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀 ◟ 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍' .ᐟ #OCRP ♡︎ #MVRP 𖹭 & ↺ appreciated .ᐟ

Home, left his homeland miles behind. The stranger he walks, on the seacoast way with his path before him. #hsrrp ‣ #honkaistarrailRP ‣ #mvrp

ㅤ 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐 𝓐𝓷𝓽𝓸𝓷𝓲𝓪 𝓒𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓲 ... #LOPRP × #MVRP ㅤ

Freedom, huh? ( This one gives him pause, but his expressions a tad less harsh than it was considering the last two Archons. ) Ain't much to it, is there? Who doesn't want to be free like the wind? But like the wind, it's impossible to grab. What utter bullshit. Freedom doesn't really exist. ↷

Uh, sure. Nobody's ever wanted t'write down what I said before. ( It's not unusual for it to be considered the rambling of an idiot. He knows he's not the brightest, but it's nice to know someone sees value in his words. ) What were the other gods again? I can go down 'em all, one by one.

Woof.

// This next one goes out to leo

Contract's only as secure as the one who makes it. Even for the most honest of men, the rules are just lines to step around. Those who make hundreds of contracts know best how to work around 'em.

A guy like that definitely can't be trusted, you know. Someone that obsessed with contracts... S'like saying yer obsessed with tyin' people down.