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The hope that "this will be the last time" always vanishes in bitter healing of the flesh...

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° 「 Blade 」 °
𝘓𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘴 𝙥𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩.

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↠ One of the many #GhostsOfJohn
// I have been sucked back into Genshin hell but also life has just been killing me lately between university stuff, work and my overall health 💀 will try to get to stuff here when/if I can
October 11, 2025 at 7:27 PM
~eyeing the garments, then her as though he's looking for the punchline of some stupid joke be missed.

"...you want my opinion...on a dress." Again it's more of a statement that a question.

He gives it a moment, regarding carefully before he sighs and turns his head.

"...what's the banquet for?"
October 11, 2025 at 7:26 PM
If she asked him, he'd simply say a weapon had no need to be anything but.

Blade's eyes are trained on her every movement, suspicion laced with a mild apprehension he doesn't quite let surface as he follows her to see what it is she needs him for.

...seeing the dresses, he pauses and grows tense,~
ᅠ𝒔harp && 𝒄old, some things never change it seems. crossing her arms, she watched how he slowly moved from the wall. he knew her too well — once she arrived, he won't have a chance to rest.

“ good guess , 𝓘 didn't expect less from you. just let me show you. ” +
"For a purpose, I assume."

It's more of a statement than a question, giving it a moment before he sighs and pushes off the wall, hands falling to his sides as he regards her in expectant silence.

"If you need me for something, then speak. Idle chatter isn't something I particularly enjoy..."
October 11, 2025 at 7:26 PM
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(𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 “𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘴”…)
(𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 ‘𝐄𝐌!}
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October 8, 2025 at 12:28 AM
"For a purpose, I assume."

It's more of a statement than a question, giving it a moment before he sighs and pushes off the wall, hands falling to his sides as he regards her in expectant silence.

"If you need me for something, then speak. Idle chatter isn't something I particularly enjoy..."
ᅠ𝒕he woman took her time, slowly closing distance between them. she knew well how he 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 this nickname, always used it when they were alone.

”𝓘 was looking for you and you're here . “

her voice was soft and deep, exclusively nice just for him.
Imperceptible as it were, Blade's tension was quick to reach his eyes when he heard that damned nickname.

If it were anyone but her, he'd answer with his sword...

"....what is it, Kafka...?"
September 15, 2025 at 4:07 AM
Imperceptible as it were, Blade's tension was quick to reach his eyes when he heard that damned nickname.

If it were anyone but her, he'd answer with his sword...

"....what is it, Kafka...?"
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  “ 𝓑𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘦 — ✨ ”

the delicate voice echoed through the hallway, accompanied by clicking of her heels .

September 14, 2025 at 8:23 AM
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𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 ... 〉
𝙆𝖺𝗳𝙠𝖺 * ( 🎻 ) —— ᨒ
𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝑵͟𝑬͟𝑻 .
☆ ͡ heavily 𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈 .

September 13, 2025 at 9:55 PM
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September 12, 2025 at 7:01 AM
//
• New to verse and character
• As of this post, I am now caught up with most recent main story quests
• University student and full time worker so time may be limited or sporadic
• ADHD supreme so sometimes I lose track of things.
September 10, 2025 at 6:48 PM
// Apparently I remembered to follow everyone from all my HSR accounts except my Blade, jfc
September 9, 2025 at 10:54 PM
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𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬!

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September 9, 2025 at 10:30 PM
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𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝘪𝘯 𝘷𝘢𝘪𝘯.

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September 9, 2025 at 9:56 PM
~Blade's stomach churn uncomfortably from hunger, cautiously relenting and reaching for the chopsticks he'd been left, unwilling to relax enough to sit down just yet.

".....you don't need to stand at my back while I eat. Watching me is uncomfortable enough."
September 9, 2025 at 8:20 PM
~studying, waiting, almost like he were expecting this to be some sort of trap to make him lower his guard. It wouldn't be the first time someone tried to take advantage of his momentary distraction, and Dan Heng has every reason to see him as his enemy even now.

The scent of the food makes~
September 9, 2025 at 8:20 PM
He looked the part of a feral, stray cat being offered a meal for the first time in months; suspicious of every move Dan Heng made, unwilling to let the younger out of his sight even when he reached the bowl.

Slowly turning his head so he's angled towards the dish, his gaze remained on the guard,~
Not among the Nameless.
Really, it’s only Mr. Yang and himself— Ever since he was left here with them, the roles to keep an eye on the other man had quietly fallen to the two of them, if not mostly the older man just to keep the Express’ Guard safe.

Even then, it’s only been recently where he’s +
He's not sure what's irritating him more; the fact that Dan Heng is giving him that knowing look, the fact that he's being lectured or the fact that he's being monitored and reported among the Nameless.

Either way, he's more uncomfortable now than he was earlier.

As much as he wants to simply~
September 9, 2025 at 8:20 PM
~growling out a simple reply as he eases away from the wall.

"....fine."
September 9, 2025 at 9:07 AM
~walk away, find a quiet spot away from them all to recoup and pretend none of this is happening, he knows he's like an animal in a cage with a tight leash wrapped round his neck.

Perhaps even tighter than Kafka's...

Begrudgingly, Blade shifts, slow and careful as he keeps his gaze on Dan Heng,~
September 9, 2025 at 9:07 AM
He's not sure what's irritating him more; the fact that Dan Heng is giving him that knowing look, the fact that he's being lectured or the fact that he's being monitored and reported among the Nameless.

Either way, he's more uncomfortable now than he was earlier.

As much as he wants to simply~
“They had their fill. I only added to it so that 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦,” a pause— Letting that linger for a moment. Almost reluctantly looking back to him properly as the…. Older. Glanced down to the bowl between them. “I wouldn’t be forcing it if you would actually eat. Me. Yang’s kept me informed of the +
He continues to stare him down, unwilling to budge.

The comment on the dish itself and its apparent inedible state to anyone else does make his gaze drift to the bowl, eyes narrowing in a mix of suspicion and curiosity now.

"...a mistake on your part then." He gruffs. "...why are you forcing this~
September 9, 2025 at 9:07 AM
~on me? Is this some... strange form of taking a measure of control from me?"
September 9, 2025 at 8:31 AM
He continues to stare him down, unwilling to budge.

The comment on the dish itself and its apparent inedible state to anyone else does make his gaze drift to the bowl, eyes narrowing in a mix of suspicion and curiosity now.

"...a mistake on your part then." He gruffs. "...why are you forcing this~
Once again, Blade’s reaction was met with a steady gaze— And another small, vague shift if his weight from one foot to the other, fingers twitching around his bicep with that usual urge to reach for something- anything- whenever he had that intense stare on him.

“…. I heard you say that +
The threat makes Blade's body go rigid, his head snapping sharply to face Dan Heng with a scowl, a frustrated growl rolling up his throat.

It's bad enough that he's in this situation to begin with, but to be so casually reminded that he has no freedom here by HIM of all people? It's infuriating.~
September 9, 2025 at 8:31 AM
~room for the night and less likely to cross his path until the morning.
September 9, 2025 at 8:00 AM
~He bites his tongue, rooting himself stubbornly in place as though he can outlast Dan Heng's unwavering patience.

"...I'm not... hungry. I don't know how to make myself any more clear."

What he WANTS to do is leave so he can come back for food LATER when Dan Heng is most likely secured in his~
September 9, 2025 at 8:00 AM
The threat makes Blade's body go rigid, his head snapping sharply to face Dan Heng with a scowl, a frustrated growl rolling up his throat.

It's bad enough that he's in this situation to begin with, but to be so casually reminded that he has no freedom here by HIM of all people? It's infuriating.~
“I could always make it a rule.”

Whether or not he’s serious about that, he’ll have to figure that out on his own. Dan Heng’s expression doesn’t exactly give away anything, though.
Standing there, he shifted his stance and slowly lifted his hands up to cross his arms- taking a few small steps +
"How unfortunate for you..."

Blade isn't budging, rooted in place as though he were welded there against the wall, unable to move even if he wanted to (which he did not).

"You waste time, resources and energy better spent elsewhere, 𝘋𝘢𝘯 𝘏𝘦𝘯𝘨. I may be trapped on this vessel but my cooperation~
September 9, 2025 at 8:00 AM
~goes as far as abiding by the rules laid out before me.

....as I recall, eating in your presence was not among those rules provided to me." He scoffs, looking off. "...I am not hungry. Your insistence will not change that."
September 9, 2025 at 7:28 AM
"How unfortunate for you..."

Blade isn't budging, rooted in place as though he were welded there against the wall, unable to move even if he wanted to (which he did not).

"You waste time, resources and energy better spent elsewhere, 𝘋𝘢𝘯 𝘏𝘦𝘯𝘨. I may be trapped on this vessel but my cooperation~
September 9, 2025 at 7:28 AM