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Post by Daiko Mon Oct 11, 2021 9:30 pm

… Okay, something was odd, y’know.

Daiko was still somewhat distraught over the fact that his Magic was nowhere near its full power akin to times of past, before he went through a black void of nothingness in the middle of a hunt and ended waking up here. However, what he reveled in was that his physique and physical prowess hadn’t taken much recessive damage from the transfer; he noticed that during the protection of the wagon on the group’s way to Newdale… man, that duty was the closest thing he’d had to a guild of mages on a fellow quest. If he remembered correctly… the bubblegum succubus Trishna, the cool cryomage Bleuenn, the laughing engine Emi, the tall and pointy Ray- wait, no, that guy wasn’t Ray, c’mon… Mr. Blue-Haired-Spear-Man, what was his name?!? Did Daiko forget?! What the hell?!

Oh, and the man with the fancy hat… wait… did he even do anything back then?! Daiko saw everyone else attack, but he didn’t see any action from the ginger hat man! Maybe he missed it… no, that couldn’t be! Daiko trusted his eyesight; it was, like, half as sharp as Coda’s, so it was pretty trustworthy!

No, no, no, that wouldn’t do… that dude looked quite thin, too. Daiko had a slim build, but he knew what lied beneath the pretty jacket he borrowed from Auntie’s sonnie. Urgh, it kept him awake throughout the last third of the night… thinking about the lack of action from that one man. Was he… not a fighter?

*Bing*

And that was when Daiko settled on today’s later objective. But first, sleep…





Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand once the sun had arisen, Daiko had sent Coda out to track down the fancy hat – from above, that would definitely be the easiest target to spot. And vupti, voila and walamalabingbang- that was how he found his way to a very sweet bakery of all places, hitting his face with all manners of freshly-baked starch objects in form of bread, buns and delicatesses. It made his mouth water a little… he should buy some for him and Kura. He betted that she’d like some cinnabuns…

So after buying a bag, he immediately walked further into the bakery… surprising a few of those who were around. He even broke personal limits and entered the staff area, until he could be seen carrying the ginger hat man on his shoulder like a rescued victim of a burning building. Yup, he was light… the hatted fancypants held little strength in him, apparently. No worries, Daiko was intent on changing that! That was his only proclamation:

“You’re coming with me, sir! You seem to lack some oomph power, so I’ll train you! Just like Master Shahrbaraz and Aguero trained me, so no worries!”

Man would continue out of the bakery with Wes on his shoulder, batting not an eye to how close he was at death’s door again…

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Post by wes Wed Oct 13, 2021 11:44 pm

all these little lies
and most of them are mine
my words are coated in honey and wine
“No need to fret, everyone. It’s just a friend of mine!” Wes beamed, a smile full of teeth, and slapped patted the kidnapper’s back like you would an old pal. Though he seemed happy enough by the circumstance, inside he was a raging ball of fire. Who the hell let this guy mosey himself into the staff room!? On top of that, he was being carried —carried!— slung over a shoulder like a bag of flour. Whoever this guy was… he had some monumental balls. That, or he had a death wish.

The dark-skinned fellow mentioned something about training, but Wes’s mind had started racing and instead ended up excusing himself to the customers and regulars. He didn’t care who this Sherbet or who this Agujero were, nor had he taken the time to really listen. All he wanted were answers on who was responsible for this slip up, on how many more measures he’d have to take to keep people from breaking in like it were nothing. Speaking of which…

His attention darted over to the newest employee. “Miss Kazama,” he addressed her politely, chipper even, though the tightening of his eyes betrayed the tone. “Could you please meet us outside?” and by that he meant follow. “We have a lot of catching up to do.”

And just like that the door to the bakery slammed shut, leaving behind a few confused clients as the ginger was carried out rather unceremoniously.

Outside, the usual guard wasn’t present. In his stead stood some man wearing sunglasses and a finely pressed suit. Wes squinted, trying not to frown. Just where was the stupid blueberry head in all his gallant angelness? Some personal bodyguard he was. Then again, it was probably his day off— but there were no days off in the mafia! “EMI!!!” he yelled after the minty-haired woman in case she hadn’t gotten the memo, letting off some steam in the process. At least one of the two were around today, which could have been reassuring if not for his growing irritation.

So he sighed and crossed his arms, body hanging limp, and addressed the person carrying him. “Ey, buddy, you think ya can put me down? I’m askin’ nicely. Really, I am,” the polite mannerism in his voice dropped, revealing his usual yorktalian accent. “Dunno if you got a few screws loose in that head of yours, but you DON’T just take a man away from his business WHILE he’s workin’. That just ain’t right!”

While he kept on ranting away about something related to work ethics and workspace hygiene, the same guard from the bakery grasped the brunette’s shoulder, a flintlock making its way out of his suit jacket. To top it all off, a large needle flew dangerously near Daiko’s face and embedded itself into a wall somewhere. A few well-dressed men seemed to manifest behind crowds or alleys. Some lurked in the distance, and others approached with less-than-peaceful intentions. All warnings to let the little boss go; all warnings that the little boss himself didn’t seem all too bothered with. He just kept going on and on about one thing or another that somehow connected to the guy’s intrusion.
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Post by Emi Kazama Thu Oct 14, 2021 2:44 am




 

joker's always wild


but I just can't smile without you




 
With a smile growing in amusement, Emi's dark green eyes followed the hilarious sight of her fiery haired boss being carried away over Daiko's shoulders as the boy trotted towards the doors of the bakery. She bit her lower lips to try not to laugh, her body trembling as the laughter she tried to contain on the inside desperately wanted to burst out. “Hm?" The minty haired employee returned her attention to the customer that was calling her attention to request a particular dessert, which caused a grin sliding across her face, "Oh sorry! The baker just ran out! Pfft! Ahaha!” She couldn't help but slap the table with a laugh at her pun that she thought was hilarious before muffling her laughter with a hand. That joke was too perfect not to say; a once in a lifetime joke unless Wesley happened to get kidnapped again. Of course, this was inappropriate given the current situation, but inappropriate jokes were still jokes and all jokes were funny... to her.    

“Could you please meet us outside? We have a lot of catching up to do.”

Emi paused to recognize the show-time customer service voice that Wesley used and smiled with a nod of her head, "Sure thing!" Did that mean right away? Yes. Was she going to drop everything and attend to him right away? Nope. The former circus clown knew when a performance needed to be saved, so she instantly took the opportunity to do so. "Don't ya just love a meal and a show?" She exclaimed enthusiastically with a clasp of her hands together, then took a moment to draw happy faces on each of their receipts in efforts to keep the customers happy. "And what a performance that was!" She spoke in such a sophisticated tone as she laced her fingers underneath her chin with an adoring sigh.

“EMI!!!”

"Welp! That's all folks!" Just as quickly as she had summoned it on her face, Emi suddenly dropped her act and grinned sheepishly as she flung her apron off and  quickly dashed out the door. Digging her hands in her pockets, Emi pulled out her hands already wearing her orange gloves with the brass knuckles in place. While Wesley was giving Daiko an earful of his angry rants, the minty haired thief noticed the other members of the mafia grabbing onto Daiko's shoulder, about to give him trouble. “Ya know.. One day we’re all gonna look back on this and laugh!” Emi exclaimed out loud, trying to command the attention of the mob. “Why not start right now? Hahaha!”   With that, Emi unleashed her laughing spell onto everyone in the area outside, hoping to temporarily disable the mob from hurting Daiko.

In a swift, fluid motion, the chaotic jokester used her comedic magic to pull out her joke gun from her pocket and pointed it up squarely beneath Daiko's chin. "..Drop him or Coda's gonna be the chicken pie special." She threatened darkly with a low, sultry voice as she narrowed her eyebrows over her green eyes that bore into Daiko's eyes, the daring smile slithering across her face almost seemed as if she didn't mind either outcome.



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Post by Kiigan Fri Oct 15, 2021 9:10 am

Suddenly there was a shadow looming over the whole small group as a certain tall blueberry blocked the sun. Other than his skin and hair, he might as well have been a shadow with his tight black T-shirt, black jeans, and black shoes. He didn't look to be very amused, what with the veins pulsating at his temple and jaw, but he did look every bit like a pissed-off bodyguard of someone being mannapped, like someone who might crush those big balls this guy apparently had before asking questions.

"Hey."

It wasn't just the boss's abduction that had him fired up. It was that it happened in the midst of realizing he'd been duped. Why had he believed anything that she-witch had said? When Kiigan arrived at work this morning he'd been a bit tired from a rowdy night before, so maybe that's why the minty-head's chirps about Wes wanting him at the Casino had him wordlessly turning right back around and heading that way instead. It wasn't until he was halfway there and a cup and a half of coffee in that his mind cleared and he paused mid-step, scowl deepening. Crimson eyes narrowed in suspicion. Should Emi be believed? Had Wes really said that he needed to go to the casino instead? He was pretty sure Wes was at the bakery today, and he was a personal bodyguard now...

Perhaps he should double-check. Something seemed fishy.

Hearing Wes's voice echoing from up ahead in a rebel yell for aforementioned green-witch, Kiigan's gut twisted and he tore into a dead run and weaved through the other mob members crawling out of the nooks and crannies of Engloria. Now he stood as a foreboding omen of doom who, unlike the other two, didn't recognize the small dark-haired boy yet and wasn't feeling very much of the Gaiyan chill right now. The angel's deadly intent was palpable as he reached forward and took the fussing gingersnap from the kidnapper's shoulders, placing him down safely behind him before whirling back on the offender that Emi (whom he'd deal with later) held at gunpoint. Personal space? What's that? Kiigan was all but breathing on him, glaring down his nose into the tanned man's face with head tilted just slightly to the left.

"You better be alone. And you better talk fast," his low voice rumbled threateningly. Kiigan's hands might still be at his sides, but brass knuckles had appeared on his balled fists. The dude better talk fast.

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Post by Daiko Sat Oct 16, 2021 7:22 pm

Gee, what was going on with everyone around him now? He had made his intentions clear – he was just gonna help Mr. FancyCap get some mullas on his arms, which would definitely be nothing but a plus for him and those close to him, right? Also, while he paid no mind to most of the customers and staff – since the Mad Hatter was his target for the moment – he did spot mint-haired Emi working at the counter! What a coincidence!

“Oh, hi, Emi!” he quickly greeted before walking outside with Wes over his shoulder, noticing how confused he sounded. Emi had already began laughing, possibly amused at what Daiko was doing… but training was very important! C’mon, it wasn’t for laughs!

Wait, was Ginger Mc. Hatson working right now? Maybe today was a bad time for training… b-but there was never a bad time for training, right? At the very least, Daiko could teach him a few schedules that could be executed while sitting…

Ouch.

“Huh… maybe you’ll be too busy today, yeah,” he sighed, not minding the small cut on his left cheek from… uhh, something that he didn’t have the chance to spot. It was quick and must’ve been small to escape his eyes. If anything, Daiko was very good at keeping focus on where he was going – for the woods outside of Engloria, thus even ignoring the dropping guards who fell victim to Emi’s new trick. “Case is, you look like you need to train up, my fancy friend! I can help you with that, too – totally free of charge and all… I was worried for you on our way to Newdale, a-and I don’t wanna be worried for teammates like that! Really leaves a sour taste in my mouth-“

That was when he felt his chin pushed up a little, done so by what looked like a gun held against him. Emi was willing to shoot him?!?! Even with his regeneration prowess, his heart was racing in anxiety. She even threatened to make Coda into a meal if he didn’t drop McHattison immediately. “Y-You wouldn’t! I mean, wait, no no no, Coda’s not that tasty, trust me-“

Oh, the weight on his shoulder was lifted… a-and… heeeeeeeeeey, imagine that – Mr. Blueberry was here too! It felt like a reunion… except with the sudden, intimidating atmosphere that was breathing onto his face. Daiko’s face had gone a little derp in response, reminisced of Ray’s own antics… urrgghh, this world was weird. Or maybe he was the weird one here? Oh yeah, he never thought that through, really…

While eyed down by Blueberry, the cut on his cheek was coating itself in a yellow, sizzling liquid that quickly dissipated, leaving fresh, healthy skin where a wound had previously been. It itched a little, though.

“… T-Technically, Coda’s with me too,” he revealed as his avian companion came darting down from the sky, introducing herself by softly perching on Emi’s shoulder and nuzzling cheeks together, “A- h-hey, Codaaaaa! Even when she threatened to eat you, you’ll leave me in the dust like that?!” The raptor looked so happy to meet her new friends again and ignored Daiko’s plead, much to his despair as he was quickly found kneeling away from them, his hands on the stony floor of the street with a dark cloud over his head. “S-So mean…”



A moment passed before Daiko rose up on his feet and faced all of them again. “Uhum, what I meant was that I wanna help my friend gain some mulla. You know, strength and stuff, so he can fight alongside everyone next time we run into marauders! Just like Blueberry, look at him! I bet that you can become just as strong too, with my help…!”

He was about to explain something about knowing how to train efficiently, since he was an ex-member of Lamia Scale, but that was when he remembered the event of Newdale and Obsidian Isles and that he should still keep his Otherworlder status under rags for safety’s sake. Therefore, he had to improvise: “… I-It’s just, seeing him like this reminds me of myself a lot, s-so I just wanna help a fellow short guy out! I thought it was looked nicely upon to train others, but clearly you’re just not motivated enough, are you? Hmpf!” At this point, Daiko felt unjustly treated and crossed his arms in retaliation, “I mean, you were so light to carry, too! Even the sir with the smokey breath here pulled you off with just one hand, like, what? If you don’t start training seriously, then you’ll just grow soft like the dough you knead in the bakery!”

With a pouty, angry face, Daiko turned around with his arms crossed and sat down cross-legged, revealing a pair of needles on his back… but, surprisingly, no signs of blood. No panicking sound from him, and no visible signs of pain. And thus, the most attention passers-by gave the group was because of their buzz and blabber.

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Post by wes Sun Oct 17, 2021 4:07 am

all these little lies
and most of them are mine
my words are coated in honey and wine
“…Kid, and lemme just tell ya,” he continued his rant, arms coming undone and fingers pinching together in front of him. His hand bounced along with each word, really driving home the disbelief at Daiko’s actions. Next, he cradled and gripped the air like measuring its sheer volumetric roundness. “Those balls of yours: gigantic. Of divine proportions. Davvero enormi, quelle tue palle...”



He tilted his head. “…Eh? Dillo ancora?”

He’d been talking over the brunette and stopped himself before he could further devolve into one long noodle of spaghetti speak. Daiko didn’t even seem phased by everything that was going on around him, nor had he reacted to the initial warning. Had he even noticed? It left the redhead a little confused. The boy reminded him of a horse with blinders. A one track-mind. Or maybe the size of his brain had actually gone to his ba—

Wes snorted unexpectedly.

Sucking in his lips trying not to giggle, he attempted to keep his composure while Daiko mentioned training. So that’s what this was all about. That’s why he’d been bossnapped from his own place!? “Oh, my fucken…” he breathed out, rubbing his temples. Out of all the reasons in the world this probably topped at the stupidest. “Quindi aiutami lo ucciderei io stesso,” he muttered, and raised his hand to call off the assault. The tittering mafiosos backed away, slinking back into whatever hole they’d crawled out from. Emi had it under control now. And he’d be lying if he wasn’t glad that the green thief held Daiko at gun point… even if she had just deliberately used her magic to stop the approach. The boy’s reaction amused him somewhat. Though now that he thought about it, it actually raised a few questions. Why hadn’t she stopped Daiko to begin with?

There’d been a tug at his grey vest, and before Wes knew it he was being lifted and placed aside like a small, frowny-faced animal. Kiigan had arrived to add to the whole intimidate-the-oblivious-boy situation, which brought forth even more questions as to the bodyguard’s whereabouts. At least he was alert and ready despite being late. And so the redhead stood by making a show of adjusting the collar of his white, short-sleeve button up with a vaguely annoyed huff.

“Wait, what?” lightly pushing Kiigan aside, Wes popped his head in between him and Emi’s shoulder. The more this kid kept explaining himself the more his brows would crease together. Soft? His eyes flicked over to the bluette. Maybe it was because he’d view everyone around him as equals, or because he tended to not really want to think much about these things; but now that it’d been brought to attention, he was a little hyperaware aware at their differences in body. It made him shrink back a little, frown deepening and gaze narrowing, before he pushed past the two members and squatted behind Daiko.

Why did it always have to come down to him being small? That meant nothing.

…Right?

“I’m motivated enough,” he started, and plucked off one of the many needles a little too harshly. Maybe he was being petty, but he was reminded of an unpleasant time and he needed something to do to stave off the thoughts. Besides, it wasn’t like he didn’t sympathize with the kid. Although Daiko stood a few inches taller maybe he’d been the small one growing up wherever he was from, too. He also got the feeling that Daiko wasn’t from around these parts. “Just because I look this way doesn’t mean I don’t take my training seriously, ya know. I get my stuff done when I can.”

The ginger wouldn’t admit it, but he did lack behind at times. What with all the running around with business, sometimes the most he could afford were his usual afternoon jogs. Maybe it wouldn’t do him too bad to take the day out to train… Daiko didn’t seem to have bad intentions, if the lack of any actual retaliation after getting his face and back needled said anything. Still, that didn’t mean he wasn’t wary. “But, say, IF I do go— then these two come with me,” he looked over his shoulder, back at Emi and Kiigan. “…alright?” he nodded at them, expression softening into something more neutral. It might’ve seemed like he was asking for permission from the brunette, but really it was more to signal the two that he wanted them at his side.

He returned his attention to the needle-covered back and continued to pull them out one by one. “Now hold still.”
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Post by Emi Kazama Wed Oct 27, 2021 7:43 am




 

joker's always wild


but I just can't smile without you




There was an initial worry that Wesley's rant in another, unfamiliar language could give him away even more as an otherworlder out here in public, not that the undercover criminal boss had to worry too much about that. Nonetheless, Wesley's otherworlder language was always intriguing to hear for Emi, causing a small smile to curve on her lips. How could he sound so angry, and yet still sound so alluring with that language of his? Perhaps the mystery of the language was what made it so intriguing.

“Y-You wouldn’t! I mean, wait, no no no, Coda’s not that tasty, trust me-“

"Oh yeah?" A giggle emitted from the petite thief's lips that spread into a grin. "Wanna bet?" Emi smirked defiantly with a grit of her grinning teeth as she narrowed her eyebrows further and pressed the joke gun more against his neck, her chaotic nature that held such a thrill for challenges instantly took that as a challenge. Was she being serious or was she joking? Emi wouldn't say, nor would it be obvious with the smile that always seemed to be a poker face.

Suddenly, the petite thief blinked when felt a shadow by a large presence next to her, causing her to turn her head to find that it was Kiigan. "Hey Kiigan!" Emi grinned innocently up at him. Guess he figured out that he did have his shift in the bakery after all. Not that it mattered. She just needed him away, but Daiko's distraction made it even more easy for Emi to slip her fish prank into Kii's apron pocket hung in the bakery. It was almost a shame. The way Kiigan invaded the boy's personal space only made her wish she had traded places with Daiko just to be that close to that handsome man's face. Unfortunately, Kiigan signed himself up for torment the moment he called her a witch, and Emi was stubborn enough to hold onto that grudge, with the exception of injuries or hurt emotion being the only thing that would take priority. Plus, it was always fun to tease.  

As her green orbs flickered back to Daiko, her thin eyebrows rose with a parting of her lips when she noticed the cut on his cheek coating itself in a yellow, sizzling liquid that practically healed his skin. Huh. That was convenient magic.  Not seeing the fun in shooting anymore given that information, Emi lowered the joke gun away and let it disappear by dispelling it. She did nothing to stop Kiigan from his menacing stance though. Emi was kind of stuck in her own thoughts as she gazed at Daiko curiously. He didn't seem to be fazed by pain at all, which kind of made her darkly wonder how fun it would be to use him for punching practice.

“… T-Technically, Coda’s with me too,”

Daiko's helpless defense was humorous enough to distract the minty-haired thief from her dark thoughts on practice punching though, causing her smile to spread even more along her lips. When his bird that Daiko claimed to be on his side suddenly flew on her shoulder and caressed her cheek much to Daiko's dismay, she couldn't help but giggle.  "Pfft! Hi Coda!" She greeted the bird with a smile, caressing underneath the bird's beak.

"Training Wes, huh?" Emi raised an eyebrow curiously and tilted her head over at Wesley. "Sounds like fun!" She mused with an amused smirk, finding it hilarious how Wesley must've missed the memo on that one. This almost felt like a practical joke that Daiko spontaneously played on Wesley, which made this far too entertaining.  

“I mean, you were so light to carry, too! Even the sir with the smokey breath here pulled you off with just one hand, like, what? If you don’t start training seriously, then you’ll just grow soft like the dough you knead in the bakery!”

Shifting her eyes from Daiko to Wesley's expression, the petite mage narrowed her eyebrows back at Daiko. Clenching her fists where her brass knuckles were fastened, Emi suddenly felt triggered by Daiko's words that almost seemed like he was body shaming Wesley, which was something that really bothered her for some reason. "Hey! Get your facts straight, Daiko! If anyone's got soft dough around here, it's me!" Emi retorted with a wave of her hand that gestured to herself proudly, not at all afraid of making fun of herself.  

"How's this for soft, huh?!" joked the bold Emi as she unbuttoned the lower half of her white buttoned up shirt to reveal her soft tummy and the curves of her waist, including the love handles that jutted out a little at the top of her skirt. "Got a problem with that?" It was only when she peered down her body when she realized that she was also revealing the bottom of her purple bra, finding out that she was accidentally one button too high in the middle. Oops. Emi quickly re-buttoned the button so that it no longer showed the bottom of her bra. "..Hmph," Pretending she did that on purpose with a wry smirk, she continued to button up the rest of her white shirt whilst Wesley and Daiko interacted.  

“But, say, IF I do go— then these two come with me…alright?”

"Yesss!" cheered the energized Emi with a fist pump, excited to engage in this activity with the three men. "Show him he's wrong and shove it in his face, Wes!" The tomboy aggressively encouraged her boss, not being able to help but feel the competitive drive to prove to Daiko how wrong he was, turning this into a competition as usual. It sucked that she was wearing her work skirt on this hot summer day, but it was a good thing she always wore shorts underneath.




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Post by Kiigan Thu Oct 28, 2021 5:15 am

Ignoring Emi's infuriatingly cheerful greeting, Kii remained focused on business. Coda?! Who was Coda? Kiigan tensed, readying for an attack by a hidden second party, but instead what greeted his eyes was a red and gray bird perching on Emi's shoulder.

The bird looked familiar. Why did the bird look so familiar? Since Kiigan's aggression was called off (but certainly not gone), now he was free to not recognize Daiko at all, but wonder where he had seen his bird. The angel's memory was hit or miss with little rhyme or reason to what it did and didn't keep, though it would be hard to blame him if they knew how much stress he was under when he'd met the poisonous mage. The only reason the image of the bird stuck was that he liked animals.

His examination of the bird and his rambling thoughts about whether it was just a species he'd seen before or an individual bird he'd seen before were derailed by the strange man's words and the gingersnap nudging him aside. Kii and Wes eyed each other for a second, and both seemed to decide to be offended. Emi, too. Before the angel could say anything poorly worded, his testosterone-driven brain was again violently derailed, if it had ever been on the track to start. Ever since he met these two, he felt like he'd developed some sort of attention-affecting mental issue, but boobs. Witch or not, at the moment he hardly cared. An opportunity had arisen, and Kiigan was not above taking advantage. With head tilted, his crimson eyes dropped to the adorably plump belly, but most importantly, the purple bra.

The spell was broken as Emi reclaimed modesty, and Kii blinked to bring himself back to the moment. Right. This weirdo with the bird. The one that wanted to train Wes for some reason. As the boss tossed a look back at his two employees, making it clear he wanted them along, the bodyguard nodded with a scowl. "Oi, I dunno what you're on about with this training stuff. The boss fought alongside us before just fine. He's not soft, he's boney if anything," Kiigan offered, standing in solidarity with Emi for Wes's defense, poor phrasing aside. He wasn't known for thinking much before he spoke, which was the main reason he stayed quiet. The angel was no good with words.

"He'll run circles 'round you. Much faster than m-- Wait a second..." Blueberry trailed off, eyes squinting again at Daiko. How could he have known about that whole marauder ordeal if he wasn't there? That's where he knew the bird from! "You're that bad breath guy!" The one he was pretty wary of!

Better late than never.

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Post by Daiko Thu Dec 02, 2021 5:49 pm

Safe to say, Daiko betted. Coda was off-limits, sacred and hallowed, unable to be devoured by mortals… forbidden from being devoured by any. Even if Emi was joking around, Daiko’s face looked so… silly. He was being serious, but his worry for Coda made him look desperate. Then again, just look at that avian, little rascal – Coda was enjoying Emi’s company way too much!!! C’mon, Coda, at least stick to your trainer-

Ouch. Ouch. Ouch. Those needles were deep.

Daiko had no clue what Wes was saying to his tightly-clad associates, because it wasn’t really in his language… it was a whole, other language! Surely, it must’ve been some kind of ancient, native tongue that he spoke to them – maybe a secret, cultural thing of his. A-Anyway, Daiko wasn’t here to learn other languages yet… he was here to take Wes with him to trai- w-wait, huh?

What was soft-doughy about Emi- wait, why’d she even want to diss herself like that? She was ready to fight him a literal moment ago, so Daiko automatically assumed that she got her source of bravery from somewhere. Yeah, okay, sure, Daiko saw himself as pretty strong, but despite losing his precious Phoenix Magic, he was still a proud S-Rank Mage… or, well, he didn’t know how mage statuses worked here, so he’d have to figure out what level he was in this place. But that was for another day…

Still, Emi didn’t need to say that- AND SHE DEFINITELY DIDN’T NEED TO EXPOSE HER BELLY! She was just as daring as Sofia back in Blue Pegasus now, which always threw Daiko off with a heatwave tormenting his face. “O-Of course I got a problem with that! You can’t just flash me out of nowhere!!!” he rebuked her in fluster and panic, quickly taking Coda back from her, “And you, don’t get any funny idea- ow ow ow ow ow ow ow-“ Safe to say, Coda didn’t like being robbed of an opportunity to utilize the sharpness of her very useful beak and loosen the bra’s bridge for Emi…

E-Either way, Daiko was more than eager to let Emi and Blueberry tag along. Blueberry vouched that Wes was stronger than the falconer thought, but immediately afterwards called Wes ‘boney’… h-huh? “Isn’t… isn’t being boney a health issue?” Daiko genuinely asked out in mild confusion, “Like, I often look boney after running out of mana… then I need to eat and stuff- w-what do you mean ‘bad breath guy’?! You have worse breath than me!!!” Man, Daiko was getting riled up already, but good for him – he needed that extra boost for today’s workouts.

“Oh, just you all come and see, then! Follow me!” he informed them all before, well, dashing off on his run, “There’s an opening in the woods down south, near a waterfall!” And with that, his form quickly disappeared in the distance, aaaaaaaaaand… gone.

But he kept his word. There was a grassy, modest opening in the thicker woods starting from the southern parts of Engloria where he had rid himself of his jacket and shirt, completely exposing his tuned torso – battle-welded throughout the years plus constant, phoenix-charged recoveries had granted him such a sharp, slim and contoured form that really betrayed the eyes of those who looked at him donning long-sleeved clothes. His muscles would never grow bigger than this, though… there was a certain level of cellular damage that his body refused to pass by without constantly regenerating the previous state of cells. But would that change from now on? Who the hell knew…?

He just knew that he had prepared beforehand. The waterfall further behind him, at the other side of a pond, served a purpose – the old, torso-long logs served a purpose – the long chain of dumbbells served a purpose… Coda served a purpose, too!

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Post by wes Thu Feb 03, 2022 10:20 pm

all these little lies
and most of them are mine
my words are coated in honey and wine
Plucking away the needles as he eyed Coda, he briefly wondered how the hell did the kid manage to find him in Engloria. Out of all the shops and businesses it’d be impossible to find one small Italian man. While the Predigio’s success along with the Ivory Jewel might’ve put his name in some people’s mouths, he wasn’t too keen on how some whacko he’d only met once could actually find him; much less when they’d barely interacted on the road to Mackemm. The answer to how, however, he remembered from that same event.

“Cazzo di uccello, avrebbe dovuto essere trasformato in una torta,” he grumbled and mumbled, eyes practically shooting daggers at the orange avian. Note to self: next time, let Emi follow through on her threat.

Any further bird-cooking musings were halted when Emi stood up for him. Unexpected. It caused a small, appreciate grin to begin curving along his features, doubly so when cloth was raised, and he couldn’t help but find her squishy little curves cute. The bra, however, tipped the forming smile into a semi-smirk as pretty blues flicked up to study her face. Purple, the same as in Singles’—that boyish part of him not being one to let him forget. Kinda funny that she’d flash him again. She could pretend all she wanted that it was an accident but— it didn’t take away that it was kinda adorable and something he could tease her over.

Still, the distraction didn’t stop the incoming smack at Daiko’s head for daring to look.

Kiigan spoke next and while he appreciated them both coming to his defense, one word hit him like an arrow to the head. “Boney…!?” he repeated in a breath of disbelief, gazing up at Kiigan with a mildly betrayed, mildly offended look. “You think I’m boney? I’ll fuckin’ show you boney!” Waving a recently plucked needle in his direction, he flicked it off with yet another grumble. “One of these days I swear I’mma just…” Sometimes, he couldn’t wait the get his hands on him. He still hadn’t forgotten that ‘ow’.

As riled up as he was getting at Daiko’s comments about his health, it didn’t stop another smack for kid’s head for saying Kiigan had bad breath. Yet the excited putz didn’t stop there, and ran off before Wes could get his two cents in.

Wes turned to Emi and Kiigan seconds after, a stupidly bright smile on his face. He brought his finger up as though the greatest idea of all time just hit his orange skull. “Let’s leave him!” he exclaimed, practically radiating fake happiness. Yet that wonderfully radiating energy dimmed as his face fell into a scowl and a defeated sigh seconds later. “I’m kidding.”

He went oddly quiet. The idea of training didn’t seem too bad, honestly. Most times whatever training or exercise he’d get would be by himself, anyways. He wagered it could be nice to have some company for once. Plus, his ego, looks, and strength had just taken a massive hit… and there no way in hell he was about to let that go! “I guess it wouldn’t hurt to go. Besides, don’t think I’ve ever trained with yous two.” There was some eagerness there, coupled along with the fire all three had flamed that urged him to go prove them wrong. And he was kinda curious over what Daiko had up his sleeve.

“Barty can take care of the bakery while we’re gone. God knows how many times I’ve had to ditch ‘cuz somethin’ came up. Anyways…” he moved between the two, clasping their shoulders and pushing them down along the nice roads.

The kid wasn’t lying about the clearing in the woods. While the area was just a little more outside of town than normal, it still thrived with that same fantastical novelty as the town itself. However, his admiration of the place was cut a little short when the assortment of dumbbells came into question… as well as the logs… and horrifyingly—

The waterfall.

“Looks like you thought this all out, huh?” he asked Daiko, clasping him on the bare back with a smile as though he hadn’t just been about to murder the guy earlier. “Whaddaya got in mind, chief?”

Without much hesitation he joined Daiko in his shirtlessness, unbuttoning his vest and short-sleeved dress shirt soon after. In the hot summer air, he felt some relief from removing the few layers of fabric, although lighter than usual given the season, from his lean body. Wes folded the attire neatly and carefully, tucking it in his elbow as he turned back to the blueberry and cabbage.

“Shirt?” he held his hand out at Kiigan, gesturing so he’d hand it over. The little grin he sported quickly turning into an actual smirk moved the hand over in Emi’s direction. “…Shirt?” Wes was just kidding, of course. But he did like screwing with minty woman for how annoying she could be at times. Despite the narrowing and challenging look he was giving her, he seemed to blink out of it just a moment later; a genuine question being posed.

“Actually… do any of you have a hairband?”

He didn’t like working out with his hair down.
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 Admittedly, the flummoxed and flustered expressions of Daiko along with the expressions of the two men she accompanied was kind of funny for Emi, accidental flash of her bra notwithstanding. It was decidedly a bad card to reveal to the trickster mage, who was bound to use that to her advantage sooner rather than later.  

"You're that bad breath guy!"

"Pfft! Hahahaha! Nice one, Kii!" Emi pointed and laughed at Daiko as soon as Kiigan appeared to suddenly recognize the poison mage and made that funny outburst. Ah, man. Intentional or not, Kiigan's dry humor was the greatest thing she had heard in a long time. When Daiko made fun of Kiigan's breath, Emi chimed in to the bluette's defense. "Ya know, if your bad breath is poison, I can't imagine what your farts smell like! Talk about deadly!" Emi pinched her nose and waved her hand as if she could practically smell that noxious gas just by imagining it. "If that isn't a health issue, I dunno what is! Pahahaha!" The petite thief tossed Daiko's 'health issue' talk back at the poison mage with a laugh while elbowing the handsome bluette with a grin. She then peered up at him with an excited sparkle of her dark green orbs that eagerly awaited to see if he'd say anything else with that amazing dry humor of his. Upon hearing him stand up to Wesley and proclaim that he was just boney instead, Emi tried hard to bite her lower lips to stifle a laugh, failing to hide a smile that spread across her lips as she watched Wesley's hilariously angry reaction like this was some kind of comedy show.

“You think I’m boney? I’ll fuckin’ show you boney!”

"Pffft!" Emi slammed her gloved hand to her lips at that moment to muffle her giggling that could still mildly be heard, her shoulders shaking at the laughter she tried to contain within while her smiling eyes squinted gleefully at the joke that suddenly formed in her mind. "I can't- ahahah!" She burst out laughing and muffled it again with her mouth, "Sorry, it's just that it sounded like the perfect set up for a boner joke!" Emi tried to breathe to cease in her laughter while she apologized to Wesley with an explanation for her laughter so that he wouldn't think she was laughing at the fact that she thought he was boney. Come on. She couldn't have been the only one that thought this would have been the perfect boner joke!

The challenge was made and as soon as Wesley pulled all the spikes out of Daiko, the poison mage was off to go train at the meeting place he had established.  "Heeheeehee!"  The minty haired rogue giggled at Wesley's exclamation to just leave him. She narrowed her eyebrows with a smirk at Wesley though, wondering if he'd really follow through with abandoning a challenge. Of course Wesley couldn't, not that she'd blame him.

As soon as they arrived there, Emi took a moment to scan the training area and watched as Daiko and Wesley took off their shirts before Wesley asked for Kii's shirt. "Wait, I thought.." Emi paused with a confused blink of her large eyes as she glanced over at Daiko, thinking that it was only Wesley that was being challenged to do the training. "Are all of us doing this?" She asked the dark-skinned boy curiously, wanting to make sure she understood this correctly. They weren't watching Wesley? They were all training?  

"..Shirt?"

"Yep, it's a shirt alright!" Emi winked at Wesley while giving him a thumbs up sign with her gloved hand to Captain Obvious. Of course she knew what he was asking for, she just wasn't going to give him what he wanted. "And it's staying on.." The tomboy added in her low sultry voice with a cross of her arms underneath her ample chest, narrowing her minty green eyebrows while an amused smirk tilted one side of her lips.

The minty-haired thief still couldn't believe they were all going to train. "Hmph..Asshole.." Emi grumbled darkly behind mashed teeth, not caring in the least who heard it. Although the Asshole title was usually bequeathed to Wesley, her emerald eyes were locked on Daiko, directing the word to the poison mage this time. They couldn't have time to change? Sure, that was fine with the men that didn't need anything with actual support! They didn't have to worry about anything bouncing or getting in the way! Fucking breasts. She wasn't going to complain though. It was only going to single herself out as the only one that "needs more time," while the rest of the boys were rearing to go.  Fuck it. She could keep up with the guys! The stubborn girl sucked in a breath. She could wrap her chest with bonding tape that she had in her pocket dimension, but she'd have to take off her shirt for that. Hmph. As if she'd give them the pleasure. Suddenly, an idea popped in her mind that caused a spark of mischief in her deep green eyes as she narrowed her eyebrows with a smirk. Then again, why not make this fun? "Fuck yeah! I'm in! Bring it on!" The fired-up petite exclaimed with a fist pump.

“Actually… do any of you have a hairband?”

The comedic mage, of course, had to come to the rescue. "Sure, Wes! It's right here, silly!" The thief lifted up his hat and gave the top of his hat a few pats before pulling out several objects and tossing them to the side, though mostly purposely tossing it towards Kiigan's direction whether he was paying attention to the flying hair supplies or not. "Hair bow, Hair ribbons, headband - ahah! Hairband!"  Emi grinned, handing over the hairband to Wesley while taking another one for herself.

As she peered over at the training course, Emi couldn't help but sigh. Fucking pastries. Eating the pastries she pilfered from the bakery during lunch today was going to be a mistake.



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Post by Kiigan Wed Feb 09, 2022 7:44 pm

Fleuve'ir's mighty, riverous beard, Emi's jokes were gonna get him one day with these jokes. Between the comment on poison farts and pointing out the perfect place for a boner joke, the man who had yet to laugh at anything or show any real signs of a sense of humor felt his mouth twitch just slightly at the corner. He might be a big tough warrior angel with a serious personality, but... fart and boner jokes were always funny. He was still a boy, after all. But for now, it was still business as usual, scowl through the funny and hide his god-awful  laugh from, well, everyone.

If you thought Kiigan didn't secretly check his breath after that big 'no u', you'd be wrong, because he did the second all the eyes were off of him. Of course, he said nothing, only continuing to scowl. Especially after being scolded for the boney comment, which he still wasn't sure what was untrue or offensive about it, but whatever, Wes was sensitive sometimes, and he was cute when he was riled up anyway. Still, perhaps he shouldn't say anything for a little bit...

Never for a second did Kiigan think the trio would follow that bird-owning idiot. As he ran off, the man just sighed like 'good riddance' and turned to see what Wes's new orders were. Wes himself even seemed to go along with the idea, grinning and chirping that they'd leave him, though Daiko was the one doing the leaving really. But then he doubled back on it without warning, earning him a baffled "Huh?"

Next thing he knew, his shoulder was being pushed and they were walking into the clearing with the waterfall. So they were really gonna train with this suspiciously good tracker who could find Wes in the middle of a big city after only seeing him once, eh? Felt a little like a trap, but also he probably shouldn't give this weirdo that much credit. Maybe it was just dumb luck.

Wes did seem serious about this. Kii watched at he peeled off his layers, idly likening his ginger locks to the amber-hued outside of a typical onion (y'know, because of the aforementioned layers) when his shirt was demanded of him. The angel was never one to miss any excuse to lose his shirt, so he peeled the tight black garment up and over his head without hesitation, dropping it unceremoniously into his boss's hand. He asked the same of Emi, which definitely got his attention. Turning to look at the emeraldette, he frowned as she said it was staying on. "That doesn't seem fair," he grumbled, toeing the line as usual between equality-focused feminism and some sort of dry tease. It was difficult to tell which one he actually meant with that serious face, and he'd never reveal the truth, either. Either way, he wouldn't have complained if she'd taken her shirt off.

Distracting boobs aside, as Emi started doing her witchy magic tricks and throwing various hair supplies his way -- he batted most of them away with an annoyed "Hey!" but the headband hit him in the nose -- and it reminded him of why he was miffed with her to begin with. She'd pranked him earlier by sending him off to the casino! He'd almost not been there when a potential threat arose. Gathering up the crap thrown at him, he threw it back at her one by one. "Oi, put these back in your witchy pockets. Don't pollute nature."

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Post by Daiko Sat Feb 19, 2022 9:04 am

“Yup! Took me two weeks to find this place!” he proudly exclaimed to Wes after the pat on the bird boy’s back. This place did look very convenient for the task at hand, but it wasn’t easy to spot… remember, Daiko was new in this world- oh wait, maybe he shouldn’t have said that! Shit! They could’ve found out that he was an Otherworlder!!! Oh no!!!

“… ANYWAY! Uh-“ Also, what was a boner? Wes was boney, not boner… boney was the right term, right? Daiko hadn’t taken a real grammar class before, he was homeschooled… but uhhh, maybe Emi was readying up a joke or something, because ‘boner’ sounded funny… but she looked angry at him. What was up with her? “…” Seriously, what was her probl- ooooooooooh…

Now, Daiko wasn’t fucking braindead, okay? He was naïve, yes, and sometimes slow to pick up on cues, but he wasn’t a completely lost cause. The look Emi gave him on the topic of training made him remember his Guild Mistress, that trainaholic that she was… imagine waking up at dawn every single day for a run across town, like, that was asinine! No wonder she was leagues above even him in strength… but Alisa liked to train! Therefore, drawing parallels between her and Emi, Daiko’s eyes that first met the bewildered emerald eyes of the Wildcard slowly began descending down to her generous bosom.

… Alisa’s were bigger. Then again, Alisa also wore a training shirt on most of the time – must’ve been hellish to carry those breasts around like that… how’d she even manage for so long? His respect for his long-time friend grew each and every day, man.

“Mhm… h-huh?” Daiko suddenly watched Emi perform another magic trick – spawning random hair items from Wes’ fancy hat like there was a portal manifested underneath it! Maybe that was her magic – portals… or maybe, wait, no, she could make people laugh too! He saw the drawing she made on the caravan from back then! She was a multi-mage! “Uhm… do you really need that? What’s wrong with long hair?” Daiko’s own, long hair was arguably spikier and wilder than the rest, so maybe he just didn’t catch on to the fact that long bangs often covered your eyes during training, which could prove a nuisance. Either way, given the hellish conditions he used to train in per his older, older masters’ requests, Daiko had just gotten so desensitized to the horrors of inhuman training that it felt weird to backtrack for their sake.

Then again, he didn’t want to hurt or scare them away! He had to relax!

“Okay, then, uhm… Emi, do you have one of those training bands with fancy rubber lines on the edges? They work even better with big breasts,” he randomly adviced her purely on experience watching Alisa train with those humongous milkbags she carried – no, really, those funbags had drawn the attention of almost everyone she met, men and women alike. She’d often call him out on glaring, but she never meant it with ill intents and seemed to enjoy teasing him along with Sofia… he kinda missed hanging around with her and the others now. Hopefully, that organization at Rivengate would be able to help him get back to them.

But right now, he plopped his exotic ass on the grassy floor, stretched his legs and arms out in front of him and explained: “So the first thing to do is obvious; stretches! You’ll hate spraining a joint or two, so make sure to oil them up with… with… w-whatever your body has that does the thing where they get warmed up and flexible, I forgot the name… a-anyway, let’s start with stretching our lower body! Just follow my lead…!”

One could easily hear the popping sounds from his joints as they eased their grips on his muscles, which Daiko paid no mind to. He was truly battle-honed.

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Post by wes Mon Apr 18, 2022 6:06 am

 
   
     
   
   
     
       
         all these little lies        
     
     
       
         and most of them are mine        
     
     
   
   
     
my words are coated in honey and wine    
 
 
     The smirk turned to a singular, loud “Ha!” bursting out of him at Kiigan’s comment mostly because of how unexpected it’d been. While the whole bony situation still miffed him, like certain comments from the much bigger man, he could let them fume in the back of his mind. Though his expression still managed to fall slightly when he heard her say asshole. Normally, being called so would just fill him with an unspeakable sort of satisfaction because, well, he’d done it, he’d bothered her; a small victory at having to put up with all her shenanigans. But the look of utter annoyance clearly wasn’t directed at him this time. Color him kinda disappointed. Wes didn’t couldn’t fathom what Daiko did to earn himself the title…

“Ey! What’re ya—” In the split second his hat was removed his initial reaction was to reach for the damn thing, but with Emi pulling stuff out like a magician he stopped himself, placing his hands over hips and impatiently tapping his foot while random items were thrown in Kiigan’s direction. “Gimmie that!” When the hairband was produced, he swiped the fedora, taking a moment to raise it into the air and inspect its insides (expecting something else to pop out) with about as much bemusement on his face as when he was waiting. He even brought it down to give it a few curious taps as though that would magic up more stuff.

“Yeah, witch woman,” he teased, switching his attention in seconds at the angel’s warning and jamming the hat on Emi’s mint-colored head instead, giving it a few playful twists to either side. Another wicked smile cracked on his face, adding on to Kiigan’s statement. “Haven’t ya ever heard that litterin’s bad for the environment? An’ here I thought you Mirians cared about nature, guess not…” Whether he meant it outside of a way to bother her, however, was best left up to interpretation. Regardless, by the end of it he was already tossing his hair over his shoulder and turning his back on her with a nonchalant wave of his hand. She could be a witch or a ten-thousand-year-old gremlin for all he cared. Though, the latter seemed to fit her best sometimes.

“Huh? Whaddaya mean what’s wrong?” Wes answered Daiko’s question with one of his own and a raised eyebrow, taking the time fold Kiigan’s shirt. Like the answer wasn’t obvious enough. “Nothing’s wrong with it. It’s just… my brother taught me that I should tie it for these things—try not to get it sweaty and all that stuff. Don’t want it whipping your face, either.”

“…Aw, what does it matter...?” he mumbled after a moment of thought, feeling like he was gonna stray off the subject there. Andrea tended to pop up in little, unassuming things sometimes, like now and tying his hair back. But he wouldn’t let it upset him. Or, at least, he tried, and busied himself placing the neatly folded bundle in his arms underneath a tree instead, all the while Daiko went off about bras.

Hmm, was that why Emi was annoyed? With what guys were taught in the 1950s and having no sisterly experience in his life, he knew very little about things like these. “I’m sure she— she’s prepared?” Wes looked to Kiigan for help, blinking almost blankly in his direction as he tried to reason up how a thief managed to run around most of the time with jugs that huge. Stuff like this really stumped him sometimes. Whatever bras he’d ever taken off didn’t sound like anything Daiko had shoddily explained. He then turned to Emi then while tying up his coppery locks into a simple ponytail. “…Right?” he asked in a small voice, plainly curious as to her input with softly questioning eyes and uncharacteristic unknowingness written all over him.

Still, he just quietly shook his head, the curlier strands of hair already coming undone from the movement, and let the whole shebang slide. Emi could handle, right?

Well, whatever. “You mean sweat?” This kid was real weird. First the kidnapping, now not knowing what sweat was. “You tellin’ me you don’t sweat or somethin’?” he said, taking a seat on the ground some distance away from Daiko. At least the kid was knowing enough to start off with stretches, not that Wes had much of a problem with it. “And why do you stutter so much? Youse nervous or just hidin’ something’?” He was squinting at him like he were suspicious, grabbing the base of his feet and bending his upper body over his legs with ease, ear practically touching them. Wes was a lot more flexible than most—yet another thing his brother nagged him into.
 
 
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joker's always wild


but I just can't smile without you




The muffled laughter that came from the petite greenette after her hand flung to her lips to stifle the laughter finally paused with a bite of her lower lip to hide an admiring smile while she watched Wesley comically scrutinizing his hat for any more hair accessories that she had pulled out of the pocket dimension previously. Wesley may be older and tough, but it seemed as though he never lost that adorably fun, boyish wonder that almost seemed hidden away sometimes until someone would draw it out of him. Maybe he just needed to get out of his office and enjoy himself every now and then.

"Ah! Heehee- okay, okay!"  Her face being suddenly pegged by hair accessories promptly distracted Emi’s attention and snapped her out of her thoughts, holding up her hands to block anymore of the incoming hair accessories that Kiigan threw back at her. As the relenting rogue bent down to pick them up from the floor, an adoring smile formed on her lips as she snuck a glance over at the big blue guy. Somehow, she didn’t take this big tough guy for the type that cared that much about the environment; perhaps that unexpected fact was what made him so endearing.

“Yeah, witch woman,”

Her face changed to a part of her lips and a raise of her eyebrows over her widening eyes when Wesley chimed in and called her a witch. "Witch, huh?" There was a malicious glint in her dark green orbs in that moment while the broad grin that slunk across her face was a lot more devious in nature. It was almost as if she was engraving this very moment in her mind; the inviting countenance she wore was in actuality an invitation for him to get wrecked.  "Ahaha! Hey!" Emi crinkled her nose and closed her eyes as the wavy hair on both sides of her face splayed over her face at the directions he playfully twisted his hat on top of her, one of her wavy locks even creating the look of a green mustache under her nose. “Pfft! Bleh!” She couldn’t help but laugh while also attempting to blow the jade green hair away from her mouth. She was all about eating greens, just not her hair.

As she fixed her wavy hair underneath her hat, she narrowed her eyebrows at the suave ginger with the devilish charm as the mob boss spoke about how littering is bad for the environment. “Hmph you're one to talk..” She retorted lowly with a sardonic smirk curved on one side of her face, rolling her eyes as he turned his back on her and then immaturely sticking her tongue out at him while his back was turned. She said nothing more on the matter though, not even specifying what she meant by that. It could’ve easily been referring to smoking for all anyone knew, or perhaps other things that were best left in secret.  

After she finished adjusting her hair and the hat on top of her head, Emi couldn’t help but overhear as Wesley spoke about having a brother. She turned to peer over at him curiously. She didn’t know he had a brother before. Was he in this world, too? She glimpsed up at Kiigan with a curious tilt of her head, wondering if he knew that Wesley had a brother. They seemed pretty close; wouldn't Kiigan know?  

The petite thief of spearmint green hair quirked a brow up when Daiko, a man with no boobs, decided to mansplain to her, a girl with boobs, all about breast bonding tape as if she had no idea such a concept existed despite having seen her running in a battlefield with him. The unsolicited advice caused her teeth to secretly grind together behind her tight-lipped smile. Did he think she wasn't resourceful enough to look into chest binding? What else was she expecting though? Daiko proved, once again, that people failed to take her seriously, treating her like some kind of dumb, minty haired bimbo just because of her curvy looks. Of all days, it happened to be on a work day that she was called on to train when all she initially wanted to do was watch Wesley prove Daiko wrong. So much for wanting to look pretty professional.

Before Daiko went on to explain stretching, Emi remained standing there with her large green eyes transfixed on Daiko while silently attempting to act as though Daiko’s words bounced off of Emi’s bounce-house walls, just as most things did. Unfortunately, Wesley's attempts to defend her, as adorably boyish as it was, just wasn't enough to deter Emi; She was too stubborn to let that insult slide. "Ahah..Funny.." The former clown’s soft laugh almost sounded like a scoff filled with sardonic amusement as it interjected Daiko’s stretching explanation. "I never thought I needed advice from a guy when it came to big breasts!" Emi grinned with feigned amazement plastered across her face. She didn't even remember asking for advice either. Still, she shrugged carelessly as she continued playing the part of the dumb bimbo, "Pfft.. Then again, what do I know, right? You must be the real fucking authority on big breasts, Daiko! Say, where do ya get your best bras from anyway? Your mom? Pahahah!" Emi joked as she bent forward a little with a hug of her own abdomen at the forced laugh, but her expression changed with her eyelids lowering half-mast over her dark green orbs as a venomous smile curved on her lips. Her jokes tended to make fun at people when she was upset, and this was one of those times.

"..So, Breast Expert, should I put the bonding tape on top of my shirt or should I take off my shirt first?" As a finger pressed on her bottom lip in feigned dumb innocence, she narrowed her eyebrows as she glimpsed over at him with a smirk, wondering if he'd understand the real dilemma now: He never gave anyone a chance to change out of their work clothes, so she was unable to wrap over her bra to prepare for cardio. Even if she could take off her shirt to bind her bra, she still had a buttoned up shirt; buttoned up shirts and exercise should never go together. Yeah. Now did he understand why he was an asshole?

Sadly, Emi was far too spiteful to end it there. The curvy thief in the skirt sashayed towards Daiko dangerously close, using two fingers to grip the top hem of his pants in the middle to give him a strong tug towards her as she neared him so that she was practically pressing her chest against his bare torso while she fearlessly stared up at him.  "Since you gave me unsolicited advice, here's my unsolicited advice, Daiko.." She began with a tone that dangerously lowered to her actual sultry tone, one that was usually serious or mischievous in nature - which one she meant for the moment was something she'd never tell. "Unless a girl's asking for advice, don't fucking assume we need it just because you feel the need the share your manly expertise on shit you don't have personal experience with, alright?! It only makes you look like a fucking dick!"  Emi waved her hands in the air to express herself in her boiling agitation, the waves of her seafoam hair flickering at every lash she verbally threw at him. In a swift, fluid motion Emi reached into his pants and pulled out a banana from her pocket dimension, then promptly shoved it in his mouth to end this on a perverted innuendo. With that, the greenette walked away to stretch her legs by Kiigan, taking her hat off momentarily to pull a piece of gum from her pocket dimension before replacing it on her head. Much like food, chewing gum worked on calming her down again, as did blowing a bubble and letting it pop.



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