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@blesseur,                 don’t.             ⋆  she calls, perhaps an attempt to stop them. a gentle touch slides unmoving lids closed, smoothing over hair matted with blood. she is careful with every move, almost reverent until at last she steps back.  ⋆               at least.. he now seems to be at peace. 

@grievewept       ⟢    that may be so, but it is useless to harp over events that are already left and done with.     [it was cruel, but it was true. except neriah hadn’t learned restraint yet, their irises fixated on the other and then the deceased. the corpse limp beneath it’s feet,]      i will rid of it.

@blesseur,               i’m aware. yet deep down,   (  …  )   perhaps i simply wish i could have done more.

* w.. what

* hi xx <33

* yeah.

@powrhouse,              i don’t know who this ‘boss’ is that you speak of, so.. i’ve no reason to, yes.

      `     wait,  really!?  n'  you  won't  tell  boss??? 

@powrhouse,                 of course. the shrine is open to all - you may come in and out as you wish.

* FAWK U SAID THE FAWK U MAN 

* fuck. you.

  /  /  KICKING MY FEET FR

   /  /  WITH WHO OMG ,,, 

@6THEYES,                 ⋆  well, isn’t this man simply overflowing with confidence. though it’s natural, given his strength and status in the jujutsu world. kotone simply steps aside and lets him pass. this is her first time meeting him in person, and well.. he’s every bit as the rumours described.  ⋆               hm. well, i’ll leave you to it ⸻ yes? or if you’d like me to stay and watch, i don’t mind either.

@grievewept      a shrine, huh. real chipper.       [satoru notes, taking it as invitation to walk further into the shrine.]     i was assigned to exorcise some curse? seems like one that stumbled in, and is a little bit more than what you all could chew.

@6THEYES,                   shirahama kotone. i am the caretaker of this shrine.              ⋆  the introduction is short, perhaps there was no need for a more detailed one. she gives a slight dip of her head to the other sorcerer.  ⋆

∗     ik ure holdin urself back

*          plzzz     & on   @megursel   ,    @recurpysel

∗     !!  and @sacrileum :>

* yes plss