Of The Rain Quickly Strengthened To An Outright Downpour Just Like That Night, The Boy Hardly Seemed

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒛𝒛𝒍𝒆 of the rain quickly strengthened to an outright downpour just like that night, the boy hardly seemed to notice. Those blue moon hues could only stare at their kin, the SHOCK clearly visible on his face.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWhat the hell was he SAYING ? Those very books; the relics that both blessed and cursed to their very fatesㅤ—ㅤhis brother really wanted BOTH of them ? !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWhat would he even be WITHOUT that book ? Nothing more than some poor, defenseless orphan that could easily be snatched up and subjected to pain and suffering yet again. And with nothing to give back; not even the promise of STAYING with him and helping their family return to those happy days, what giving up the Book of Vanitas even WORTH IT ?

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe answer was OBVIOUS.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤHow can you be so SELFISH ? ! You don't care about me or Father at all ! All you care about is your own stupid little self - righteous quest of erasing Father's existence and that STUPID VAMPIRE ! HOW COULD YOU ? ! ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI'm NEVER going to give you the Book ! You're going to have to KILL ME if you want it so bad !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHe had been defending himself the entire time too; after all, it was Brother that had started shooting FIRST. He had merely been holding Etoilé back the entire time. But now . . .

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤEtoilé, GET HIM !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤOn command, the metallic dog JUMPS; its sharpened steel maw ready to clamp down on ANYTHING fleshy and filled with blood.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ Vanitas, instead, had still only defended himself; but it seemed from the answer, Mikhail was throwing away the chance he had given him to avoid a sincerely unwanted ending. There was THE deep sadness in the depths of the brunet's eyes, and the blue moon would not leave him alone, indeed, it would not leave either of its two descendants alone, participating in the weeping in the sky. Streams of water began to tease the doctor, but there were more and more of them, and they came down ever stronger. In a moment, the rain went crazy, making a great roar as it slammed into its targets. Vanitas, who had never put the gun down, didn't seem to notice, even though, by dint of the blows, everything was sticking to him, his locks shining like dew-soaked leaves, his clothes, with his cloak still dropping from his right shoulder and his shirt fused with his candid skin.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❞ The dead do not resurrect, the comte de Saint Germain was only manipulating you. You are confusing reality. In any case, I cannot allow any more talk of it, nor, above all, can I allow anyone to stand in my way ·̲

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❞ Hand over the BOOK OF VANITAS to me ·̲

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‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒎 to expect the Nameless to be only have a singular weapon on hand. After all, with a job as EXCITING and just a tiny bit DANGEROUS as trailblazing, the Nameless should ALWAYS be prepared. He wasn't certain what to expectㅤ—ㅤbut it certainly wasn't a GIANT FLAMING LANCE. Those lavender orbs of his were marveling at the historical weapon; both impressed by its might and wondering how the rest of the train hadn't caught fire the moment it had been drawn.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWOAHㅤ—ㅤyeah, that is pretty cool ! I don't think I've ever seen anything like a flaming lance on Penacony !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe child was smiling already; still clearly excited about all of the grand adventures that awaited the Namelessㅤ—ㅤbut he couldn't help but BEAM with delight at the newfound title. ' GALATIC BASEBALLER JUNIOR 'ㅤ—ㅤit had a really nice ring to it; perfect for any newfound Trailblazer !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI'll do my best as the Galactic Baseballer Junior, Mister Akio ! I'll make you AND the rest of the Nameless proud !ㅤ❜

His hands on his hips, Akio nodded proudly, like an older brother who just taught his younger sibling how to stand up for himself. And in a way, it was, and Akio liked to see it that way.

"Fear not, the Galactic Baseballer - that is me - has more than one trick up his sleeve!" Two weapons on hand was always better than one. He reaches out an arm, and a bright orange lance appears in his hand. Underestimating the weight- or overestimating his own strength for just a moment, the lance nearly tips him over, and as the weapon hits the floor of the train carriage, it makes a considerable THUNK sound. Luckily, the surface only barely scratches.

"This here, is the War-Flaming Lance of former Supreme Guardian Alisa Rand! Pretty cool, right?" He was pretty proud of wielding such a weapon, even if his go-to was the baseball bat. The lance emanates heat akin to a lit furnace, so Akio decides to put it away shortly after.

"So, until we get you something, you can use that, no problem! Maybe we can find another super-powered baseball bat you can whack monsters with! You can be... the Galactic Baseballer Junior."

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤYeah, that sounds GREAT !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ𝑯𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒍' 𝒎𝒐𝒑 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 the day the Nameless could finally get him something actually built to hit things. His mop had served him wellㅤ—ㅤbut it definitely deserved a vacation or AT LEAST to retired to only train - cleaning duties. Not to mention, he would have been upset if the cleaning tool suffered a TRAGIC ACCIDENT after some unintended misuse.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤFor now though, he would believe in the mop's lasting resilience as he clutched it close to him. He scurries just behind the other Trailblazer; the obvious excitement NEVER fading.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWhere are we going to start FIRST ?ㅤ❜

the former bellboy's excitement is infectious, and caelus finds himself easily mirroring the other's grin. being a teacher instead of the one learning was something the trailblazer already found himself enjoying before it even happened, especially since it was something he was quite good at. golden eyes fall to misha's mop, a fleeting thought of it's durability flashing in his mind. he had seen the boy beat malfunctioning dreamjolt troupe members with it before, but intentionally whacking it didn't seem like the smartest idea. whatever, it'd probably be fine.

❝ 'course i have time ! and your mop'll be fine, for now at least till we get you a bat of your own. ❞ caelus doesn't have the heart to tell misha that his bat was a curio that he got when he woke up, but he was sure that a regular bat would suit the other just fine. with that, the trailblazer ushers the boy towards the car meant for training, growing even more eager for their training session. ❝ we're just gonna work on the basics for now so you can get a feel for it, sounds good ? ❞

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑰𝒕 𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆; one that the child usually WOULD have taken on despite his own timidness. Butㅤ—ㅤit's not really fun anymore when the other was expecting it. The duo would have to wait for a more OPPORTUNE timeㅤ—ㅤpreferably when the other forgot about this encounter and was no longer aware.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWe would give it another shotㅤ—ㅤbut it doesn't really WORK as well if you know it's coming ! A good scare is one you're NOT expecting !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤDoes this Morty scare you ALL the time ?ㅤ❜

Will gave the child a smile. "Don't feel too bad about it; I would have detected your pokemon's presence sooner or later anyway. I just happened to have experience with Morty's."

And speaking of said pokemon...

Will winced at the unholy screech, covering his ears while giving a blank, unimpressed stare at the gengar. "You'll have to do better than that to get me," he said, fully aware of the challenge he just threw down.

꒰ྀི ✧ — @diverse-hearts-ocs asked: you are so sweet and naive and dumb. - Mordred / Pela

↳ -: ˚ʚ ( random sentence prompts ━ from various tv shows, part 6. ) ɞ˚ :-

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 ? She would have expected something like this if the man were an Underworlder. Even if the barrier between the Overworld and Underworld had been lifted after the Stellaron crisis, some of the Underworlders still held their grudges. She would have been A BIT more gentle too if that were the case. This man thoughㅤ—ㅤhe looked like a REGULAR XIANZHOU TOURIST.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI'll have you know that I graduated from the Faculty of Social Sciences and the Faculty of Science from the Belobog Cadet School, with a double honorary degree in Military Studies and Cryptography. AND that is NO way to be talking to the Silvermane Guards.ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤNow, if you needed assistance from the Silvermane Guards, you COULD have asked that in a more appropriate manner, sir.ㅤ❜