the general - night five.

[foxhounds]

THE GENERAL night five Instead of waking up in the jungle, you wake up elsewhere. This is the square where The General comes to decide what to do, and Ivan patiently sits on a bench, though she's as impassive as ever to what's going on. Each of you has your own foxhound who's barking happily to welcome you back. They'll help you find who you choose to hunt tonight. After all, you're saving them. You have a little while to discuss who you'll hunt tonight, but don't linger too long, since you only have until dawn. rulebook character statuses profiles All night votes will be due 8/26 by 5PM EST

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WHY DOES IVAN APPROVE OF THIS WHEN SHE WONT GIVE US ANOTHER VOTE!!!

[hijiwanwan]

[ Ugh, when will the murderkids Just Leave Us. ]

Exactly. There's no need for a dog to act like a human, so put your hands out- listen to me. [ Kneeling down to get closer, rope from his haori in his hand, Hijikata neatly loops it around Tsurumaru's wrists. He finishes it off with a slight tug, making sure its snug around Tsurumaru's wrists. ]

Hmm... Good boy.

You seem to know your place for the most part, if you continue to behave maybe I won't have to punish you as severely.

Well, there's still what you said earlier. What do you have to say for yourself? Don't think you can run away with simple flattery because... [ Placing a hand on Tsurumaru's wrists. ] You won't be able to run, anyway.

SHE'S BLOCKED US AND SHE'S DENYING IT BUT WE KNOW THE TRUTH!!!

[gravesite]

[ Tsurumaru holds out his hands, staying still as the rope is tied securely; it's not too tight, but tied enough to the point where it won't slip off of his thin wrists. (Even among the swords, Tsurumaru's body is flesh and bones, nothing more, and there are more days than not where his ribs jut out from beneath his skin — each ridge countable, one by one.)

He soaks up the two words of praise almost desperately, but it's when Hijikata suggests less severity that he frowns, displeased with that very fact. ] Aah, that's a shame. Won't you punish me even more? I'll have to stop behaving, now, if you're going to be lax about this.

[ But the hand resting against his wrists triggers a sudden tug in the blatant, human core of his heart, and he quickly looks up, wondering why, wondering if he even deserves to be touched — even as he calls Hijikata kind, this is kindness on a different spectrum, and not something that Tsurumaru would expect out of him.

In some odd, twisted way, it brings him the most comfort that he's felt in days. ]

What do you mean? I'm just telling the truth. [ His words are innocently spoken; though, being in this position, can he truly call anything 'innocent'? ] You're kind, but you're also selfish, young, and foolish. Did you think that if you tied me like this, that you could keep me with you, even against death?

Tomorrow... is another story, but as for right now, for as long as you'll have me, I don't want to run anywhere else.
The only place that I want to run is towards you.

And every time, I'll call you kind. I'll tell you how you make me feel. If you truly despise it, then show me.
Punish me, until I don't have the air to speak anymore.

ugh

[hijiwanwan]

[ takes this to a private post haha later suckers

well until the game is over

have fun playing in the sand murderkids

:-) ]