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Sorry life had to throw a huge pile of ahit at me and bury me alive. I just can't get a break.

Hellhound looked at Akemi with a puzzled look, still not good with understanding the way she was looked at sometimes, especially this case being Akemi who quietly enjoyed the sight of her. Seeing her alone made the hound happy but she waited that she was helped before trying anything to get out of the car. Seeing the familiar place meant she was safe now. No needs to fight anymore, at least for this day. Her natural warmth kept herself and hopefully Akemi warm enough to last until they could rest. The girl holding her kept her going, at least. She was exhausted but she held on, knowing what she was looking like but her state was mostly for th

The purple and gold hues of a Yokohama dusk settled over the city, casting long, dramatic shadows across the narrow alleyway behind the restaurant. The wail of sirens was distant now, a fading memory of the chaos on the rooftop. Akemi turned off the engine, the sudden silence of the car feeling heavy and intimate. She stepped out, her legs still feeling like lead, and made her way to the back door. As the door swung open, the cool evening air rushed in. Hellhound pushed herself up, the borrowed jacket sliding down her charcoal-toned shoulders to pool on the seat. Akemi reached in to help her, but as her eyes raked over the hound’s naked,

The city lights of Yokohama shimmered through the window, casting long, cool shadows across the bed where the Hellhound lay. The silence of the apartment was a heavy, healing thing, broken only by the steady, tired rhythm of their breathing. Akemi didn't look away when the Hellhound spoke of Hell. She didn't flinch at the word "home" being attached to a place of eternal fire and shadow. Instead, her brown eyes, deep and piercing with an old, quiet understanding, locked onto the Hellhound’s gaze. Akemi slowly, gently shook her head, a soft, sad smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. She didn't need a thousand words to dismantle the

Akemi felt the squeeze of those powerful, Hellhound fingers, a grip that could crush stone, yet was being held with such hesitant care. She squeezed back firmly, a silent promise of safety. Meeting her father’s gaze, she gave a single, solemn nod. No more words were needed, the bond between them understood the gravity of what had happened. Hikaru moved with a renewed, singular focus. He pulled his finest cuts of Wagyu from the cooler, marbling so intricate it looked like lace. The kitchen soon filled with the intoxicating, rich aroma of rendering fat as the steaks hit the searing heat of the pan. He worked quickly, tossing a generous por

Kari blushed softly as put some hair behind her ear. She saw Takamo smirk and then wave lightly as she waved lightly back. She wondered if he was related to Toshiro. "I'd love to join. Thank you for the invitation Toshiro. It means alot to me, since my parents are to busy to be here today." She said holding her diploma before taking a step closer and kissing his cheek. She took a step back her face becoming a bit redder after kissing his cheek.

Exzel is tied to Elie's story for sure. But there can be side stories, to be sure. Exzelcryth, a variation of her, a vary close variation, started as an NPC in a table top Rifts 3 galaxies game during the minion war, I ran over a decade ago. That same Exzelcryth I used to base the one here on. Though that Rifts campaign is long gone. Exzel has stayed in my mind ever since. Like some of my first RP characters back from the 90s. I've never had a fragment of a created female (originally NPC) characyer stay with me for so long. Male characters from back in the day I remember fondly. I think all had some reflection of some part of my personal

Elie has been rather busy too, so yeah, no rush on Exzel, though looking forward to seeing where they all go.

"You don't have to worry about having money. Everything's paid for by everyone's favorite jackass," Toshiro jerked a thumb back to Takamo who happened to look at Kari, giving a smirk before a slight wave, "And I don't mind paying costs either. My treat, besides, I'd rather have a "burden" than not have anyone at all." Toshiro really wanted to tell Kari to quit sounding a fuckin' idiot as soon as she referred to herself as a burden. But he didn't want to be all offensive and scare the girl off. With everything said he wouldn't have offered if he thought Kari was really a burden, but then again he didn't want to cuss her either so he kept

It had probably been inevitable, Catherine had not been optimistic about avoiding this. At best she might have been able to delay it, maybe not today, if she had done things delicately enough. But it was inevitable, since she could not imagine anyone finding out she was here. She groaned in pain, as he forced himself in, she had never been taken to roughly, aggressively. It was not unlike how imagined the stories she heard of demons violating human women. Of course this bastard’s spirit was essentially with them, even if his body was human. For the moment it was still mostly pain she felt. Motions so familiar yet violently twisted. Wo