[With a rare expression of discontentment, Waka addresses the Second Level from a tree. Why in a tree? Because it's dramatic, of course! But this isn't the point.

He sighs, and twirls his flute in his hands.I hate to say this, baby, but I almost wish for the demons of Nippon. At least, exorcising those beasts took my mind off of these troubles. I ( Read more... )

[How does a person deal with losing their ability to prophesy, ability to stalk a particular wolf-goddess, and your electricity? Drink month-old vodka from Russia, of course! He's already had nearly half the bottle, but it's doesn't seem to effect him.

Because Waka acts like he's drunk all the time. Even sober.A ha~! It will do you all no good to ( Read more... )

[ Someone's been raiding the electronic stores, and he has all the collected machinery spread out on the floor of his apartment. Waka does feel a little regret for stealing from the humans, but it's their fault for not putting up magical barriers or putting their stores in midair like any normal person would for security ( Read more... )

Hark! The sound of Lover's whispers and of holiday warmth,
The call of the snow and cheer beckon me and my faithful flute Pillowtalk!
Bonjour~♪

Merry Christmas!~

This prophet wishes you all good holidays and good fortune for the New Year~ &hearts

((Late Christmas post is late, orz.))

(( Ammy gets a jade necklace with cherry blossom carvings on ( Read more... )

[Accidental Second Level. Waka is sitting on the Memorial park bench, playing his flute for the occasional passerby, whether they hear him or not, and a couple of pigeons. He's playing a rather pretty song; it at first sounds like an upbeat festival song, but it quiets down into a breathy lullaby. He puts his flute down for a moment. ]

Tread ( Read more... )

[Ushiwaka just noticed that someone has left a car parked right out of his apartment. He walks out, and looks at it a moment, crossing his arms.

The car was slightly used, but for the most part was a nice-looking car. It seemed to be some sort of lower-class luxury vehicle. ]

Hou? What's this?

[He inspects it a moment longer before he starts laughing. ( Read more... )

[Waka's sitting out on the window in his room, his legs dangling over the edge and his head propped on his hands. His headdress has been neatly lain over his bed, so his very long blonde hair is flowing down to the ground. He fumbles with his flute, Pillowtalk, as he thinks aloud.]

What a strange event that was. I've heard of plants doing many ( Read more... )

[Voice Post, Second Level/ Outside the Church]

Merde, that was quite a fall.~ And I hoped that I had enough of falling, especially the kind that likes to leave you in strange places!

Hmmmmm...? This is a strange place, indeed. It is not Heaven, that I know, and I do not sense anything of Nipponese nature. I would've said this was a land of the Lunar ( Read more... )

( Au revoir, baby~ )

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This is a general place holder for plotting with this character or a bit of critique. Comments ( Read more... )