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cherry blossom petals grow softly in the warm summer air as many were gathered to the tech in response to a high ranking curse about. a nervous time for many. the supposed king. nitidus was one, scottish with a thick accent. red hair flying past freckled cheeks some braided with beads of silver and gold in them. emerald eyes searching around with lips curled softly in a downwards position. he hardly talked to anyone that passed and many paid him mind. a strange looking one among some that could be considered plain when placed with him. though the highers kept their eyes on the said witch. a soft hum coming from his throat as he blinked, bumping into someone.
“ gods! “ the accent curled with even the one word spoken. eyes widened as a hand extended to help the other up, head tilted with a glimmer of worry. “ are you alright? sorry ‘bout that, was lost in my own thoughts. “
typically honest with his words as nicely manicured nails with slender hands reached out to help. fingers bore strange rings, glimmering in the sunlight. they complimented what he wore, dark stressed jeans, boots with a slight heel in black. a plain black shirt and a knitted sweat around him as if it were fall weather. cupid bow lips seemed straightened into a thin line, brows that were sharp and sculpted came together slightly. the scent of herbal tea, sandalwood, a hint of musk was around him.
“ please tell me you are alright, “ he softly babbled on with worry in his facial expression. head shaking with strands of fire hair moving around his sharp jaw line and slightly sharpened cheekbones. “ i just got here and already caused much trouble. “
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@vitaIis , flustered is what you could call the scottish man appearing to be the mere age of twenty six at least. feminine features on his face that you could easily mistake him for being a woman. slightly stepping back his hand went to push some red hair away from his face, a soft blush on his face. more so when a soft hiss came to his mind. sadly he was easily to fluster, a nervous wreck unless he was on the battlefield. lips curled softly with a certain want to run, maybe even hide. the unknown of languages being spoken caused gaelic to fall from his own lips. “ dè an ifrinn a tha iad ag ràdh? fuck rinn mi magadh nach eil? “ it fell so easily with a breath leaving his breath, eyes closing for a moment as he gathered himself. fingers going across his clothes lightly, “ again very sorry ‘bout that. i will be more careful and less clumsy as it seems to be a terrible habit i have developed. “ he rambled softly hiding his face behind locks of red and some braided hair. the head glimmering in the sun. “ really, i will … ah run away? not run but walk. “ he pointed somewhere behind him, probably a wall. the hissing growing sharper in his mind which caused a wince. even the curse of his and ancestor hated how clumsy he was. terribly in fact or how he rambled. it wasn’t a wonder why he was a alone in this world.
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The threat of the curse king was nothing new , yet this meeting did make tensions surge amongst many of the sorcerer’s that had gathered here . Gojo satoru watches the specific sorcerer amusedly from where the ‘ strongest ‘ lounges on a windowsill , waiting for the elders of the school to show up . His world shifts violently , his ass slamming into the ground as he yelps , wide lizard like gaze snapping to the others hand, before traveling up as he studies the foreigners admittedly pretty features , his own mouth a small surprised ‘o’ . “ I’m.. alright , Sorcerer-San .” The short sleeves of his cropped cheongsam showing off pale, tattooed arms that are slender yet strong . The hakama pants he wore also led to this situation , gold depths eyeing the flared pants with distain before he finally reaches up , accepting the help as he eights his figure . “ ano , thank you . Please, do not worry .” Gojo is laughing , the sight of his sisters delicate shoulders moving as well causing a soft , yet annoyed expression to mar androgynous features . “ 安靜 ，私があなたを作る前に、あなたの両方！” his sister thankfully quiets down , but the male continues to crow , a angry, blotchy flush entering fen’s cheeks as he watches his ex . “ ディックヘッド ! “
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