saga: (badtouch || SEXY POUTS YEAH)
h e l p ([personal profile] saga) wrote in [community profile] formless2017-01-07 01:29 pm
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4th: (PROTOCOL 144)

[personal profile] 4th 2017-02-06 06:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It will continue to surprise him that she isn't human. His understanding of what she is remains limited at best, but for all he knows, it comes as no surprise to him that she isn't accustomed to colder weathers. And as it were, he can't wrap his head around the fact that she cannot die. Had she not come to his aid, he very well may have --

The method works; with their bodies pressed together, warmth gradually radiated between the two of them. Where he had been numb, his sense of touch is returning, albeit entirely too slowly for his liking. It isn't as though he is opposed to this kind of contact, it is just. Has he ever known a time where he held a woman in such a way..? ]


Ah -? [ Munakata has to huff a laugh, his shoulders shaking lightly. He places a hand at the back of her head; it's a fond gesture, he realizes, but it reflects his feelings well. ] There is no forgiveness necessary... I feel your warmth already.
hoasen: (FATALITY)

[personal profile] hoasen 2017-02-08 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
[And so he will live to see another day, as it always has been. That she will oversee the survival of humankind. Even though he isn't one of her own, but her brother's. What would Japan say if she abandoned one of his people, though?

But that's something to think about later, as warming up was priority here. He's beginning to move, that is for certain, and all she can do is shiver up against him. He was still too cold to the touch, and it affects her just as badly.

That being said, his words are rather smooth, that she presses her face into his shoulder even more, his hand a comfort. Don't mind her grip onto his shirt.]


I am no good with the cold. S-so whatever warmth I have...it is also because you are sharing it.
hoasen: (URM)

[personal profile] hoasen 2017-02-08 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Jungo is a saint. What would they do without Jungo?!

She probably should correct him that she's not a boy, but she just can't be bothered right now, since he's right in that he should get her away first! She'll tell him later.

Besides, it's rather comfortable how easily he picks her up, that it's both surprising and relaxing. So she whines in response.]
chawanmeowshi: (8;)

[personal profile] chawanmeowshi 2017-02-11 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[without Jungo, chawanmushi would be at least one eighth less of an art form

He looks down into her eyes, his own perpetually hidden by the shade his hat and unkempt hair provide. The wolf looks so pretty and serene to him. How could such a lovely animal wander so far into the city? It could be in danger, someone could call the authorities.]


You're safe now. I'm going to take good care of you.

[He reassures the animal by shifting Vietnam in his arms, patting her head, and then starting the short walk to the back entrance of his restaurant, the aptly-named Chawanmushi. He doesn't falter or struggle with the weight of such a large, good dog even once, and soon Vietnam will find herself being set down on some cushions he usually reserves for the cats.

There's lots of cat smell. And lots of cats.]
4th: (PROTOCOL 217)

[personal profile] 4th 2017-02-15 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's quite something, to be considered one of someone's he's never met. Her brother? Japan and Vietnam are siblings? These are questions that would certainly rise in better circumstances. For now, he only hears their shuddered breathes; doesn't know if the gentle pulses against his ears are his own heart beats or hers.

He closes his eyes, breathing steadily. Her hands feel small against his back, even with the grip -- there's tenderness there, and it makes him smile, despite their disposition. ]
Hmph...

[ His sense of feel is certainly returning, but it almost appears as though it's at her expense. ]

Miss, please -- lend me your hands. [ And if she complies, he'll bring his hands forward, too, then guide them to his face, then neck. He is infinitely warmer there, comparatively. ]
hoasen: (cloudless)

[personal profile] hoasen 2017-02-15 01:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[Chawanmushi is definitely blessed because of Jungo. Thank you universe.

If he thought she looked serene, she has been thinking the same. He's calm, he's relaxing, he's taking good care of her. And it makes her heart swell to hear him say just that.

If she could smile, she would, but instead she opts to nuzzle his hand. She can manage just that!

...Although somehow these cushions are raising her adrenaline somehow. It's okay, she's keeping calm!]
chawanmeowshi: (7;)

[personal profile] chawanmeowshi 2017-02-16 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jungo is definitely calming. He'd never say it about himself, but he speaks in a low, soothing voice. He returns the nuzzle to his hand, gently petting her head, even going so far as to keep going until all the fur there is smoothed out and neat so that she has a nice, clean head to show all of her dog friends.]

It can be dangerous out there for big dogs. I'm glad I was able to find you.

[He should be making his new best friend food, but he's not so dense as to realize there isn't something different about this somehow. He doesn't know what it is, but something...something is different.]

The cats might not like you at first, but they'll understand.
hoasen: (A BARGAIN WHERE?)

[personal profile] hoasen 2017-02-21 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
[She's beginning to catch on now, but he shouldn't worry. At least, she says this even though she's the worrywart.]

I would prefer to, so we can have time to look around, but if you wish for us to blend, which she come right on time.

[Not her first gig, so she seems to be taking it a lot more easier than one would expect from a girl who looks as delicate as her.]
hoasen: (echo)

[personal profile] hoasen 2017-02-21 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
[The reason why he hasn't met Japan yet is easily because Japan is a hikikomori and is actually playing with his 2D wives. Don't like Munakata ever find out!

He's beginning to warm up, to her relief, and so she presses closer, thinking this will help. It doesn't matter how she feels, this is what she believes! Until he takes her hands and places them on his face and neck. It's the intimacy of what this kind of touch implies that has her blushing.]


A-ah...this feels warm... [She clears her throat to try fix the situation. Her fingers tingle, so they caress his neck idly.]
hoasen: (contemplation)

[personal profile] hoasen 2017-02-21 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
[And that soothing voice and touch could probably put a girl (dog) to sleep, how relaxed she feels! She can live like this forever...

Wait, why is she thinking such things! But ah, with the adrenalin rush, at least her mind clears just a bit. Other than the fact that there will be cats around.]


...

[She whines to show him she understands, that she won't be attacking his cats. But also that calms him again, knowing that she was only alert because of instincts telling her there are cats about. She settles again, ready to wait for him to tend to his duties.]
emotive: (Long ago and oh so far away)

OONZT OONZT FOR IDIOCY

[personal profile] emotive 2017-02-21 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Lights are flashing. The music is dropping sick bass beats. The walls and floor seem to vibrate because of the intensity of the crowd and the rancorous laughter that fills the air, amplified by liquor and shamelessness. And why wouldn't they be, when on stage there's plenty of rock hard eye candy to ogle and cheer for?

It's a club... A stripper club to be exact. And while everyone who crowds the stage knows exactly what they want, there is one young woman and her companion who may or may not be the same.

Ai is sitting at a table near the wall sipping on some iced lemon water having been too confused by her surroundings to really order any special drinks. She turns to Vietnam and says very seriously.
]

I think we got the wrong address.
handloader: (₁₄. ʙᴜɴᴛʟɪɴᴇ)

STICKS LEG OUT

[personal profile] handloader 2017-02-21 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ As far as Archers go, Billy wasn’t exactly the servant you’d want to see being summoned—even the class of Archer was a bit stuffy for someone like him. He had heard whisperings that if he was to be summoned as any class then it should have been as an extra class, Gunner. Yet, here he stood as an archer faced with a moral dilemma that he rarely ever felt bad about experiencing. Actually, he didn’t feeling too bad honestly. He was a servant whose noble phantasm was more the embodiment of his talents as a marksman than any particular weapon.

Something that would have sounded impressive except that it came as a detriment than an advantage. Either way, none of that stuff really mattered since he was standing here with a “toy” gun (rifle) in his hands filled with small colored balls—paintballs—and was told to “gun down” the opposing side. It… That hardly seemed fair. Billy didn’t really care about what was fair or not but—
]

Are you sure? [ The instruction that he was given sort of felt like asking him to hit a stationary target with a pellet gun, honestly. ] Maybe it would be better if I had some sort of handicap?

[ …was arrogance a trait common across all archers? Maybe. ]
hoasen: (do you need this?)

SO LATE BUT HERE I AM

[personal profile] hoasen 2017-02-21 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Here, an immortal woman explores, having waited for so long during this diplomatic trip. There was something so eerie about this place that she started to feel uneasy, which is something that never happens on any trip. Work is work, there is nothing to fear it.

But it did, and she went on a walk to calm herself down. She never expected her walk to find her stumbling across some shadowy figure in the distance.]


Hello? Is someone there?
hoasen: (FINISH HIM)

I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE THIS.

[personal profile] hoasen 2017-02-21 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Vietnam hardly feels fear. And yet here she is, gripping her glass way too tightly that it near cracks. But she stops herself, because she doesn't want to pay for the damages. Yikes.

There's a stripper that's getting very close to them, wearing an officer's cap and all.]


I think we do too--Ai, do not entertain the guest coming towards us! He will demand payment!

[She watched a lot of dramas she knows how this works.]
emotive: (But somebody told me)

rip... someone needs to pray for us

[personal profile] emotive 2017-02-21 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
Eh? Eh!? What?!

[Ai who has little experience in "da club" much less strip clubs looks back and forth between Vietnam and the stripper who suggestively gyrates his hips at them. Ai freezes like a deer in headlights and thankfully, the man knowing what kind of customers they are, opts to go to the table where there are eager customers waving a generous amount of paper at him.

Ai sighs in relief(?) and tries not to look on stage, covering half of her face with one palm.
]

Er... So... Um, what do we do now? I thought this was the address of a good restaurant, but...

...

...

I mean, there has to be a menu right?

[And not a menu of just men!!]
chawanmeowshi: (1;)

[personal profile] chawanmeowshi 2017-02-23 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[She has no need to fear. Sure enough, a fat cat wanders downstairs and stares at Vietnam, but he quickly walks over to a chair and plops over, sitting upright for a few seconds until he stretches.

Jungo is still next to her, though, gently petting her. This dog's eyes seem so intelligent...he doesn't want to leave her. Maybe if he picks her up, he can make food with one hand?

...No, he has to leave. Just for a second.]


I'll be right back. Please wait for me. My food is really good, you'll love it.
hoasen: (DEAD...?)

[personal profile] hoasen 2017-02-27 12:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's so fat! And what adorable stretching!!! At this point she wishes she's in human form again just to smother her face into his fur!!

Too bad she can't right now. She doesn't want to smother her doge face when she might look like she's attacking the fatty. Also, she keeps getting distracted by this luxurious petting...she whines a little.]


...

[Alright, she thinks, as he starts to leave, trying to parse out something that tells him she'll wait for his delicious food. She can eat anything, even as a doggo.]
chawanmeowshi: (12;)

i can't believe i went back to tumblr just to find that cat to share with you??? that's all this is

[personal profile] chawanmeowshi 2017-02-27 07:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[Don't attack the fatty???

It takes Jungo tremendous effort to still his petting efforts. His wrists even twitch a little whenever Vietnam's ear or tail might move, because he wants to reach back out and start petting her all over again.

But he finally manages to leave. To his credit, he doesn't try to make a dog food chawanmushi. He comes back with a bowl of chicken, cleaned and prepared so that any dog would be able to eat it. It's high quality stuff, too, but he also cooked it so it's not raw. Raw chicken breath would be gross. Despite it not having much seasoning since it's for a dog, it will somehow still be delicious.]


Here you go. Let me know if you like it, alright?
4th: (PROTOCOL 267)

[personal profile] 4th 2017-02-28 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's indecent for a man and a woman to be in such a position when they've barely met. Even with that reality in mind, Munakata doesn't stop her when she presses closer, when he knows it's becoming unnecessary. They're both warming up, so is any of this necessary anymore?

It's a fact that remains drilled at the back of his mind, even as a he sees her face redden. Uncertain of its source (is it a blush, or is it due to the chill --? We just don't know), but it makes his lips twist into a small smile regardless. Her touch is as gentle as her person. ]


That — is a good look on you, miss.
hoasen: (goddamn macs)

PRAYS FOR US but it's not the same we need more people

[personal profile] hoasen 2017-03-03 11:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Thank goodness for the customers who actually have the money and are willing to throw it! They are now saved...but also this means they can watch him gyrate away from them which means they get a good look at his ass.

DON'T LOOK.]


...Actually, I believe there is.

[However, the menu...

...is written on the abs of a man.]
planecrashes: (pic#10190255)

[personal profile] planecrashes 2017-03-05 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ The form in the shadows has stopped a distance away, frozen by the approach of another.

The answer she gets isn't an intelligent one. The shadowy form winks back into the blackness of the hallway as soon as she speaks with a spitting hiss, a wet shuffling of something dragging against stone. Thick, tearing fabric, metal cracking the floor below as a hanged tapestry is torn out of the wall and hauled down. Then, a scream - a short burst of rough sound, high-pitched and wordless... but distinctly young.

His eyes flash only briefly in the night's blackness as he stumbles back, slapping, clumsy steps, raking hard little breaths through clenched teeth.
]
emotive: (Second time around)

YELLS

[personal profile] emotive 2017-03-06 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
[The butt is hypnotizing, but so is the menu... Written on the man's abs.

Ai blinks once. Twice. Three times. Then she stands up eyes widening, not at the well sculpted chest, but rather...
]

They have pork belly bao buns!! Those are really tasty aren't they? Who knew you could find those in a place like this!

[AI HAVE SOME DECENCY AND COMMON SENSE?]
hoasen: (ever clear)

even to this day i'm still AWWWW ATE IT

[personal profile] hoasen 2017-03-20 11:37 am (UTC)(link)
[She can't help it...it's so cute?!

And oh look...it's moving. Tail, ears, twitching now she's comfortable. Although, it twitches again now that food is here! She could already smell it, once he was cooking it!

It smells so fragrant, she can't help but dig in! So here she goes..

Om nom nom--]


!!!!

[She looks up at him, practically smiling? The chicken was so tender, so tasty, she could practically hug him, really.

Okay, maybe she just did.]
hoasen: (guuugh)

[personal profile] hoasen 2017-03-20 11:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Good heavens, the more he talks the more she blushes. It's not just because of their close proximity, but he's got a soft deep voice the speaks so pleasantly, and a calming smile on his face.

And with such words, even a girl can't help but react. She can't really avoid eye contact, though, even when she tries. Her hands still idly touch him, because it's something of a distraction!]


Y-you're jesting...

[How could being embarrassing be a good look?]
hoasen: (expectations)

HEHEHEHEHE

[personal profile] hoasen 2017-03-20 11:46 am (UTC)(link)
[...Yes. It seems that Ai has found the buns...ON THE BUNS. The front buns not the back buns.

Vietnam didn't want to look! She even has her eyes covered and is peeking between her fingers to save the Menu's dignity, but then--]


If you buy ten, it's a bargain!

[Too late, she's pulled her hands away and is practically pointing straight at the price. On the man's 6th ab muscle.]

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