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Usagi

Loner

Master Fighter (245)

Advanced Hunter (103)

An icon representing the specialty Weaponsmaster Weaponsmaster

age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
139
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
182
player
Talia

Samhain 2022Statue 4 Worship
12-16-2021, 09:35 PM (This post was last modified: 12-16-2021, 09:36 PM by Usagi. Edited 1 time in total.)
Usagi rolled his eyes as his brother jumped around, joining the search for a den. Yeah, and he was the bunny of the family. It was just so annoying that his brother knew his soft spots - and boy were they hard to reach for anybody, really. Years of bullying and being mocked for appearance and his fiery spouts of rage left his heart cold and hardened, surrounded by sharp thorns, but Kuroo managed to slip past the thorns and into the core. Part of him was ticked about it. He didn’t enjoy being led about by someone so adept at charming others, and then in turn applying those same tricks on him. Yet, at the same time, he was his brother. On this strange, foreign land they’d come across, they were all they had. Usagi wasn’t the sappy sort, but he’d shed blood if it meant his brother was unscathed. He was deeply rooted to him, a bond forged between siblings at birth that they’d honed throughout their lives thus far. Such a bond could never break at this point.

Still, brother were brothers, and they got on each other’s nerves. Well, moreso Roo on his nerves - nothing he did really seemed to phase his larger sibling. Kuroo mentioned finding them some fish, and upon closer inspection with his chartruse gaze, they’d come across a cave. Well, would you look at that. Sometimes things just fell into place, didn’t they? It was as if this new world was attempting to lure them in already. He couldn’t help but be a bit suspicious, but then again, he always seemed on guard. As his oh-so-tired brother skipped towards the alcove, Usagi followed suit, still-wet coat with its koi splotches shimmering in the glow of the sun above them. "You certainly have energy for someone so tired from all our travelling," He remarked sourly, in his typical fashion. At least it wasn’t too cold or hot here, but mild like on Iga. He’d make the most of it for now, even if a scowl permanently etched his lips.

"Speech"

wishing there was something left to lose
this could be the day i die for you—