Back in the Game

iiregularhunter:

Zero smiled as he stepped over to her. He reached out to ruffle her hair for a moment before handing her his extra helmet. It was a little big for her, but it’d still fit decently enough – and it wasn’t like she would actually need it. Despite his crazy driving, Zero was always in complete control of where he was going on the road.

“So did we decide on ice cream?” A slight turn as he started to walk, heading towards the hangar where his ‘bike was kept. “Or do you want to go somewhere else?”

She made a delighted noise at the hair ruffle, taking the helmet and strapping it on as securely as she could make it. Then she padded along right behind him.

“Yeah! We can go somewhere else after that too if that’s alright.”

snootyfoxfashion:

Mythic Wool Cape in Black and Heather Grey from nuitclothing

frogsukehanamura:

“That’s… uh… Alright? Although, I think I have a better idea. I’m just gonna go home before I offend even more people.

…It’s been one of those days.”

“Okie doke! Lemme just…”

She positioned the door between him and whoever was annoyed with him, giving him a grin.

“There we go. Go for it.”

frogsukehanamura:

“…”

Okay, that was genuinely freaky. Note to self: Get some normal friends.

“What? I found it leaning against a wall.”

Which was the truth. She huffed a bit.

frogsukehanamura:

“…Do you think a shield can save me from the wrath of a god, some guy who wants to dissect me, AND Chie?”

“If I swing it hard enough!”

And then she casually holds up a door ripped off it’s hinges like it’s no big deal.

frogsukehanamura replied to your post:
“Eh? What’s going on now?”

“I made a mistake. A big, big mistake.”

“Need a shield?”

rosebuddiing:

@deafenedchampion

It hadn’t been very long that the two knew each other. Or rather, of each other. She could recall Tomoe and Aerin speaking fondly of their elder sister. It was good to know there was someone else the two could count on. A refreshing change, really.

Despite what Hanako had heard, she was curious about the girl herself. After all, she is the one assisting Rebecca in stealth training. Well, more so attempting. She wasn’t here for very long. It was a good thing she’s sneaky by nature. Still, they had never really conversed very much since the arrangement was made.

She approached Rebecca was a gentle smile – a tiny wave given as she did so. “Hey Becca.”

“How goes it, girl?”

Rebecca made a very distinct squeak noise in response before actually speaking, her blonde hair pinned back from her face to keep it from getting in her eyes.

“Hi! It goes good, I guess?”