𝑦ₒᵤ’ᵣₑ ₐₗₗ 𝓈𝑖ᶜᵏ

/  you're the one and only member and president of the giran fanclub

＊     every  day  it  becomes  more  apparent  that  giran  is  the  favourite  child

@sasaniiro    ＊     GRINS.  LET  ME  FIX  THAT

/  LMFAO,  shizokai's board looking a bit empty...

        i'll handle it.  don't bother yourself with something so trivial. 
                  [   pupils dilating,  she couldn't much tell if her heart was beating.  she couldn't stand when her quirk would fight back like this, especially if it's after attaining such an injury.  'kai didn't wish to gross him out though, much less have him touch it. the female could figure it out herself.  sweat permeates her forehead,  any longer and she'd become feverish but What'd that matter to someone who deals in toxic methods? vision began to become spotty, even though her eyes remained solely trained to the wall. how could she bother to look at him in such a sorry state, completely weak.  ]
                        i don't plan to die..  before i've fulfilled my..   use to you. 

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            ⠀‬‬ ⠀ ︶  ➣  t⃨o⃨   @ncghtterror
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            chisaki  stills  his  hand,  hovering  over  the  gash  on  her  side.  he  furrows  his  eyebrows  for  a  moment,  before  pulling  away.
            
            
            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀ ❛  your  wounds  are  deep.  it’s
            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀ going  to  need  some  stitching.
            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀ you’ll  bleed  out  if  you  refuse
            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀ any  help.  ❜

       [  shizokai almost had to bite back the eye roll she wished to unveil. quite frankly,  she didn't care about what possessions the deceased held. if he wanted them do badly, she could find them for him herself.  but that wasn't a task made for someone of her level.  just staring down at the corpse disgusted her, not in the same way it did chisaki. though this was all the more annoying part of being a killer now wasn't it.  usually she'd leave the bodies,  rubbing annoyedly at her temples,  the steps of black boots hitting the floor resounded through the room. avoiding the blood, grabbing the deceased by the back of his shirt and dragging him of the room.  she'd clean the rest up, after she disposed of the trash. a biohazard out waste bin was where she'd tossed it,  then a rummage through pockets, item joining the now full bin.  a sizzling after glass broke and the body began to melt.  it really was intriguing what mere chemicals could be of use for.   gaze flicks down to bloodied hands as she returns to the room,  disgusting.  all this unnecessary labor was pissing her off, funny how the people she killed could still be nuisance in the afterlife as well.   ]
                     

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            ⠀‬‬ ⠀ ︶  ➣  t⃨o⃨   @ncghtterror
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            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀ ❛  you  could  have  killed  him
            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀ after  i  collected  what  he
            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀ owed  me.  ❜
            
            
            chisaki’s  tone  is  as  flat  as  ever,  yet  anyone  could  tell  he  was  more  upset  about  how  the  encounter  ended  up  than  he  let  on.  that  man  owed  the  shie  hassaikai  some  money,  and  now  that  he’s  no  longer  alive  to  tell  them  where  the  cash  was  stored,  he’d  have  to  send  one  of  his  underlings  to  ransack  the  man’s  possessions.  his  nose  crinkles  at  the  sight  of  blood  and  vomit  on  the  floor,  pooling  around  the  lifeless  body  in  front  of  them.
            
            
            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀ ❛  ..  clean  this  up.  it’s  filthy.  ❜

         briefly.      i should only be pre–disposed for a week.
                   [   and that was a generous amount of time for what she had planned. regardless of her play in his group and following his orders, her self proclaimed goals aligned elsewhere at times.  and there were a list of names left piling up and unchecked.   ]     should you need me before my return,  i'll make my way back if it's so urgent.  
                    but i'm sure you won't require my assistance. you've chosen only the most capable.   [  her praise meant little, this she knew but to state a fact was the least of things she could say in the moment.  ]

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            ⠀‬‬ ⠀ ︶  ➣ t⃨o⃨    @ncghtterror.
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            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀ ❛  ‘in  your  absence?’  does
            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀ this  mean  you’re  planning
            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀ on  going  somewhere?  ❜
            
            
            golden  eyes  narrow  derisively.  it’s  hard  to  tell  what  exactly  chisaki  is  thinking,  given  how  his  mask  obscures  the  entirety  of  his  expressions  from  view.
            
            
            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀ ❛  for  how  long?  ❜

   ⿻ ᦃ.   the thread has info..   feel free to drop or hit my board up to draft ideas.. 

  ⿻ ᦃ.   i will get on that immediately then, just need to think of a suitable quirk.. sigh

@ncghtterror   ＊     yes  of  course!!!  i’m  always  up  for  plotting  >:)

⁽    ᵈᵉᵃʳ    ⁾           @mysophobique    ＊    it's  three  stains,  you'd  think  being  a  yakuza  member  you'd  grow  accustom  to  all  that  blood.    （    amusement  tinged  his  eyes,  but  jigoku  doesn't  let  that  show  as  he  wears  a  lack—lustre  look.  his  free  hand  gently  rolls  down  the  black  glove  on  his  left,  as  the  ravenette  was  covered  in  more  '  filth  '  in  comparison  to  chisaki.  it's  almost  laughable,  eyes  shift  back  over  to  the  other.  narrowing,    ）    then  you  should  prepare  a  clean  shirt  whenever  the  business  is  done.    （    a  pause,    ）    aw,  is  it  that  bad?  you  can  borrow  my  jacket  instead.  if  it  stops  you  from  complaining  everytime  we're  finished  a  job.  mind  you,  /  you're  /  the  one  who  wanted  him  dead.

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               ⠀‬‬             T⃨O⃨   ＊   @6thsens
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            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀ ❛  i  really  couldn’t.  i’m
            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀ covered  in  filth  ...   ❜
            
            
            chisaki  grunts,  gloved  fingers  scratching  at  his  arms.  from  an  outsider’s  perspective,  it’s  quite  an  overreaction,  granted  he’s  only  got  a  couple  splatters  of  blood  on  his  jacket  and  shirt.  the  way  he’s  acting,  it’s  like  he’s  completely  drenched  in  it.  beads  of  sweat  roll  down  the  yakuza’s  forehead,  jaw  clenching  tight.
            
            
            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀ ❛  i  need  to  get  all  of
            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀ this  muck  off  me  this
            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀ instant.  ❜

@worIdecay    ＊     in  my  restless  dreams  i  see  that  town   ..   Wattpad  Hill

⠀♙     going  back  to  our  roots  i  see

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            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀‬‬⠀ C⃨H⃨I⃨S⃨A⃨K⃨I⃨  K⃨A⃨I⃨     ❏     O⃨V⃨E⃨R⃨H⃨A⃨U⃨L⃨.     the  ambitious  young  gangster  that  vowed  to  revive  the  shie  hassaikai.  the  would-be  reformer  who  wants  to  destroy  and  rebuild  the  ways  of  the  world.  he  curses  heroes  as  products  of  diseased  thinking  and  sees  quirks  as  an  illness  upon  man;  he  deals  in  illegal  drugs  that  seek  to  destroy  quirks.
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⁽  ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳ  ⁱⁿᶠᵒʳᵐᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ  ᵗʰʳᵉᵃᵈ⋆  ᵈᵒ  ⁿᵒᵗ  ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵃᶜᵗ  ᵇᵉʸᵒⁿᵈ  ᵗʰⁱˢ  ᵖᵒⁱⁿᵗ⋆  ⁾