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Balthier vs Usagi v2

Usagi



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
01-06-2022, 03:45 PM
Love for siblings was like no other love imaginable. The one that was with you at birth, the one that shared your familial blood, one that was tied to you in one way or another. It was the kind of bond that could be forged by nothing else in this universe. Usagi and Kuroo were tightly knit - two brothers that seemed to be polar opposites but were also incredibly close. Usagi was always a bit of a sourpuss, sulking and pouting for little reason other than things in this world irritated him terribly. The news of their father only made his bitter mood intensify. Poor Kuroo faced the brunt of his foul temper, and Usagi had nothing but appreciation for his optimistic, loving brother. He didn’t know if he’d be able to make this journey without him. Still, for the better good of their mission, he and his piebald brother parted ways temporarily. The absence left a hole in him that he wasn’t able to fill with the company of others, mostly due to his abrasive nature. It wasn’t easy for someone to get close to him or even befriend him.

Once again, the koi wolf had wandered onto the battlefield, finding the same royal gold and black wolf he’d met the other day. He padded over, making sure to keep his temper under wraps. This guy had seemingly been cordial and polite, and he’d return the same formal mannerisms. He knew better than to be angry with someone who had done nothing to harm him in the least. He offered a brief bow of his head as he approached. "We meet again," He said. "Another round, I presume?" No expression was clear on his face, just a permanent frown and a pair of eyes that seemed deep in thought, yet still focused on the male in front of him. He left himself open for another attack, and he’d let him do the honors of beginning the spar as well.

"Speech"

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