Dream Maker

Naruto: Seigen Nashi Seisei (Accepting New Applicants)

WHEN THE SUN SETS WE GO HOME TOGETHER
EPISODE HOTARU - CHAPTER 0

CRIES FROM THE MOON VALLEY
CRIES FROM THE MOON VALLEY

The monster hurled at them and Chisato was the first to break free off his transe, quickly turning around and pushing Hotaru and Sayuri to move forward. “Move, move, MOVE!”

Hotaru peeked behind him and quickly found out he probably shouldn’t have, the thing was hot on their trails and was showing no signs of giving up. If they followed the man and his dog, they would probably be leading it right into whatever secret hideout the villagers had been able to set up for themselves! That really didn’t sound like a good idea. Besides that, Sayuri was visibly struggling with her stamina, he could hear her wheezing and, by now, he was already pulling her along by one arm; Chisato pulling her by the other. The thought that maybe they shouldn’t have pushed her so far on the hike there ran through his mind, but Hotaru quickly shoved it away. There were more important things to focus on now.

“How much farther old man?” Chisato shouted ahead.

The man and his dog, who was keeping up excellently despite missing a leg, didn’t look back. They were obviously focused on the task of just getting out of this alive.

“We gotta split up!” Hotaru spoke up instead, giving Sayuri’s arm another tug as she lagged slightly behind for a second. “Move damn it!” He shouted at her, frustrated when he felt her trying to tug her arm away from him.

“W-wait…I c-can…” She coughed and wheezed, barely able to speak anything clearly when she was so out of breath. They were forced to turn a sudden left after the man, and the beast crashed itself against a building, too big to properly turn after them so fast.

“Save it,” Chisato chided her and turned towards Hotaru. “I can burn that freak of nature if you distract it enough to give me a few seconds to actually aim.”

Hotaru shook his head. “I’ve never seen anything like this, we don’t know what fire is going to do. We need to have it ditch us first.”

“I know what fire's gonna do. It’s gonna burn this son of a bitch down, that’s what!” Chisato shouted back and suddenly jumping away, letting go of Sayuri who gasped at the sudden lack of one of her training wheels.

“Chisato!!” Hotaru growled after him but had no other choice but to keep moving. If he dropped Sayuri as well now, she’d be dead in the matter of minutes. “Goddamnit!”

There was a sudden surge in heat and the sounds of yet another house being destroyed as Chisato released his pyromaniac tendencies in the background. Damn it, he was going to burn down what was left of the village if left unchecked; at least, it seemed to work as the light show attracted the monster away from them. Still, Hotaru didn’t drop his speed, the man and the dog were still running ahead and he wasn’t about to not follow the lead of someone who was still alive after dealing with something like this heaven knows how many times.

Somewhere in the distance, he heard Chisato curse loudly. Screw the village, he was going to lose his team mate if he didn’t step in himself. Hotaru stopped and Sayuri immediately fell down to her knees, face red from the exertion but lips pale. He couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for her; it’s not as if they had come here expecting something of this scale. “Sorry,” he sighed and tried to keep his tone gentle. “I need you to get up and keep going after that man, find out where the hideout is.”

“Wh-what…about…haah…” She was still having trouble breathing. “Mr.U-Uchiha?”

As if on cue, Chisato shouted in the distance again. “DIE YOU MOTHERFUCKER!”

Hotaru passed his free hand through his eyes, already feeling exhausted, and tugged the girl up. “He’ll be fine. Get moving, don’t lose sight of that man.” He gave her one last push towards the man and his dog and didn’t look a second time to make sure whether she was obeying him or not.

Without a charge to take care of, Hotaru felt a lot lighter as he dashed and jumped onto one of the houses’ roofs for a better look at the situation. Already a few blocks ahead, Chisato was having the monster crash through various buildings, setting various fire traps to grab its attention. But the thing didn’t show signs of feeling hindered by Chisato’s plan of action; in fact, it only seemed to grow increasingly furious.

There was no reason to unsheathe the Kinryuu just yet, Hotaru wasn’t aiming for a full attack just yet, not when the sun had already set and they were quickly losing visibility.

He jumped through the distance as fast as he could but he found Chisato had already cornered himself between a large warehouse and the monster. The blond breathed in deeply and performed the necessary hand seals that allowed him to breathe out a gigantic ball of fire.

The creature they were facing screeched loudly as its body caught on fire, but it wasn’t enough to kill it as might have been Chisato’s intention.

“WATCH OUT!” Hotaru screamed even as the beast passed through the ball of flames and lunged at his team mate with all it had. Chisato’s movement, somewhat hindered due to still exhaling the Goukakyuu, was too slow to evade it fully this time and, as the monster crashed against the building, Chisato’s arm got lacerated as it was caught in the beast’s way. Hotaru heard Chisato’s painful scream, prompting him to create a Palace of Waves around his friend in order to protect him from any further damage.

Sadly, there was no body of water he could use for a Leviathan nearby.

“Couldn’t get here any sooner, could ya?” Chisato grinned, though his arm must’ve been killing him.

“Be grateful I didn’t get here any later you fucking idiot,” Hotaru chided him with a growl, crouching near his friend as soon as he was close enough. He frowned as Chisato’s wound seemed to sizzle, as if acid had been poured down on it. Hotaru let his chakra flow through his hands and envelope his friend’s arm in a pretty purple color, stopping the wound from getting any worse. He would have liked to do more but, ahead, he heard the monster screech and wheeze.

It was making a comeback.

“Call Inugami,” he ordered as he put Chisato’s healthy arm over his and jumped away from the area, trying to put some quality distance between them and the thing.

“That son of a bitch won’t be worth shit here,” Chisato tried to argue back but Hotaru was having none of that now.

“Call him now, we need his help driving this fucker away!”

Chisato growled, clearly unhappy but didn’t argue further. He bit into his thump and formed the symbol. “Kuchiyose no Jutsu!”

Naruto: Seigen Nashi Seisei (Accepting New Applicants)

No one's written anything since Thursday? That's a bit sad.

I like Team Kinryuu's story though, so I'mma keep writing it.

Naruto: Seigen Nashi Seisei (Accepting New Applicants)

Omg! Remember when I was complaining about weird ass spaces appearing before tables? I figure out how to do away with them!
You need to remove all useless spaces within the table code.
Usually I like my code to look neat, since it's easier to edit out.
So it'd be looking something like (gonna replace square brackets for parenthesis so yall can see the code):

(table)(row)(/row)
(row)(cell)insert text(/cell)(cell)insert following text)(/cell)(/row)
(row)(cell)insert text(/cell)(cell)insert following text)(/cell)(/row)
(row)(cell)insert text(/cell)(cell)insert following text)(/cell)(/row)(/table)

Which results in:

insert text	insert following text
insert text	insert following text
insert text	insert following text

However, by ridding the code of all useless spaces (ie, the paragraphs after each row), it also removes the weird ass space that happens above the table.
So:

(table)(row)(/row)(row)(cell)insert text(/cell)(cell)insert following text)(/cell)(/row)(row)(cell)insert text(/cell)(cell)insert following text)(/cell)(/row)(row)(cell)insert text(/cell)(cell)insert following text)(/cell)(/row)(/table)

Although this looks like a fucking mess, it would actually result in:

insert text	insert following text
insert text	insert following text
insert text	insert following text

Which, in my humble opinion, looks 99999x better!
Dunno if yall already figured this shit out, but I'll share just in case!

Naruto: Seigen Nashi Seisei (Accepting New Applicants)

WHEN THE SUN SETS WE GO HOME TOGETHER
EPISODE HOTARU - CHAPTER 0

CRIES FROM THE MOON VALLEY
CRIES FROM THE MOON VALLEY

The sight of Tsukitani put a momentary stop to the trio’s quarreling, shutting all of them up for a solid minute.

They could see most of the village from the hill they were currently descending from. The wide fields which, this time of the year, should be green and filled with growing crops that would be harvested during Fall, were all withered, ragged and overrun with weeds. A good percentage of houses and barns were actually fully destroyed, looking as if a powerful tornado had passed through; even though the weather gracing most of the Land of Fire had been nothing but stellar the past month.

Despite all the delays, it couldn’t be later than 4pm at the moment; they’d made good time. It should be enough to get settled and find exactly what was the problem.

“Probably not a bear,” Chisato commented, scratching the back of his neck. “This is going to be a mess.”

Hotaru scoffed but it was Sayuri who commented. “Some of the houses are still up, we should check for survivors. Someone had to be alive to send the request for help.”

Nodding, they climbed the rest of the hill and started exploring the village. The roads, most of them dirt rather than pavement, had large gashes and a few dents that had them pause a few times. Hotaru was in the middle of inspecting one of them, trying to picture what kind of monster they were dealing with here, when he heard Chisato curse. “Holy shit.”

Alarmed, he quickly jogged in the direction of the blond’s voice, Sayuri trailing lightly behind him.

Around the corner of a particular large house, a mansion of sorts, a large portion of the floor had…seemingly been burnt off, the attack had, presumably, taken a good chunk of the house with it but what was curious was the state of the edges. Rather than black and brittle, as a fire attack would leave them, they were darkened but molten. It was as if a large ball of acid had been dropped in the area.

“Don’t touch anything,” Hotaru ordered, mostly for Sayuri’s sake. Chisato would know better.

A trail of sorts lead from the mansion into the surrounding forest, the edges withered and rotten. “What the fuck has been happening here…”

The small click of a gun having its safety switched off made them all turn around, alarmed.

“Who’s there?” Chisato demanded.

“Could ask ya the same, sonny,” an old man stepped out from behind the building, the direction they’d just come from. An old dog following him, one of his legs bandaged and limping. “You kids chose the wrong forest to hike through. Nothing but death roams these grounds.”

“You wanna try lowering that before you warn us off your property, old fa-”

Sayuri intervened before Chisato could finish. “Konoha has sent us to inquire after a request for help was sent from this village.” She blushed a little and hesitated before taking a small black case she opened to reveal a metal badge, Konoha’s leaf engraved into it. Cute.

The old man blew out a breath, though he sounded more frustrated than relieved at their appearance. He did lower the gun, though, and the dog’s tail started to wag a little. “Y’all telling me Konoha sent kids to deal with this crap?” He took off his hat and scratched at his balding head. “Follow me, we’ve been staying underground these past couple of weeks and…”

The dog snarled and Chisato growled almost at the same time. “OI! Something’s coming!”

On cue, the trees around began to shake, and a few actually fell, those that did withering into an ugly purple. The air stank of something rancid and disgusting.

“RUN!” The old man shouted, turning on his heels and pulling his dog by the collar to make him run faster. The trio lagged behind just the fraction of a second, morbid curiosity keeping them in place as what could only be described as a demon out of their childhood horror stories parted the trees, making a b line towards them. It had multiple legs that moved eerily like a spider’s, blood red eyes and some sort of black miasma covered its entire body, dragging behind and contaminating everything it passed by.

War Diaries Acera

Sorry, I should also say I'm dropping out as well.
However, I do hope you're able to launch!

Naruto: Seigen Nashi Seisei (Accepting New Applicants)

WHEN THE SUN SETS WE GO HOME TOGETHER
EPISODE HOTARU - CHAPTER 0

CRIES FROM THE MOON VALLEY
CRIES FROM THE MOON VALLEY

Team Kinryuu’s first mission as a trio started with a lovely misunderstanding, where Hotaru informed their youngest member she was to meet them by the Dai Rock Bridge at 3, and she had simply figured he meant 3pm instead of 3am. The entire trip from Konoha to Tsukitani just kept going down hill from there. The train ride provided a small reprieve when Chisato fell asleep, Sayuri focused on flipping through a magazine and Hotaru just ignored the whole ordeal by shoving a pair of phones into his ears, but it was only a couple hours of rest before the incredible hike they needed to pass through to get to the village as soon as possible.

The climb was easy enough for the boys, fit as they were and used to these kind of activities already, but Sayuri was dragging painfully behind and, by the third time Hotaru had to stop just so she could catch up enough that he could still keep an eye on her, he was already calculating exactly how much trouble just leaving her behind would bring them. He never once said a bitter word to her, unlike Chisato who had spent the first 15 minutes of the hike criticizing her every step before ditching them to run ahead at his own pace, but Hotaru was painfully annoyed and he couldn’t really help the cold glare he stared at her with.

Most people would think to undergo some form of training before enlisting as shinobi. The Academy had a course specifically for the kids who wished to follow that particular path and, even afterwards, there were plenty of gyms and training camps that offered to train people for a specific fee. Sayuri acted like she’d just dropped by Shuemura’s office, handed in her curriculum and got accepted. Probably a fuck you from the big boss, who was already looking for ways to dissolve their team.

At least she kept her mouth shut and didn’t complain, though she probably was too tired to bitch about it anyway.

“Hey dude, check this out!” Chisato called, his voice dropping from somewhere up above, where the trees formed a roof over their heads. With a small glance towards their weaker member, Hotaru jumped up to join his friend. She could survive five minutes on her own. “Over there,” the blond remarked, eyebrows furrowed in attention towards whatever he was seeing.

It took only a few seconds before Hotaru noticed the large clearing in the woods down below; one they’d somehow missed while walking by and were now only noticing from their current position. The ground had a large hole in it, and the few trees around it looked withered and brown compared to the rest of the lush green forest. It would be too much of a coincidence for it not to be involved with whatever was going on in Tsukitani.

“It was a good decision to plan the trip so we’d be hiking through the day,” Hotaru sighed, pushing his hair back. All hopes that this would be a mere bear attack gone from his mind. “I don’t fancy us wandering around here at night.”

“Not when we have that eyesore to worry about,” Chisato complained in a particularly mean way. Mean, but not exactly wrong. Even now, looking down, Hotaru saw the mint haired girl standing idly by the tree they were sitting on. Could she even climb it? Could she even use chakra at all?

He rubbed his face, suddenly weary even though the mission had barely started. “We’ll leave her at the village while we scout, she’s not fast enough to accompany us anyway.”

Sharing a painful look between them, the boys dropped down from the tree in one fell swoop. Sayuri looked marginally better with the few minutes of pause she’d had to recoup her strength, and actually focused on them when she asked. “What was it?”

“Shoulda climbed yourself if you wanted to know,” Chisato immediately snapped. That sounded a bit unfair, from Hotaru’s point of view and he was about to tell his team mate to restrain himself a little, she might be a pain but talking like this among themselves would only create a negative impression on the villagers once they arrived. However, her next words froze his blood before he could open his mouth.

“I don’t have the Sharingan or the Byakugan though,” she said, hands on her hips, as if that was an excuse to not bother carrying her own weight in the team. Somehow, the petulant tone of voice she used turned it into even more of an insult than it already was. That topic was a very sensitive one, albeit for different reasons, to both Hotaru and Chisato. The former rose his hand as the Uchiha’s eyes narrowed into dangerous slits, the temperature around them rising a few degrees; he scoffed before he turned and jumped ahead.

Hotaru stared at the girl coldly before he too turned his back. “Neither of us have them.”

It’s like she had a list of which buttons to press with them, and she’d made it her mission to get through all of them through this mission. This time, Hotaru did walk ahead without looking to see if she was accompanying them.

“……oh.” Unseen, Sayuri looked down at her shoes with a troubled expression. She had no idea they didn’t have their clan’s kekkei genkai and, even then, it wouldn’t have occurred to her that it would be such a delicate topic even if she did. She only knew what Mr. Shuemura had told her, after all.

Naruto: Seigen Nashi Seisei (Accepting New Applicants)

Ugh. That post just didn't want to come out. I'm going to hate these earlier stages where they're still not cool with each other.

Naruto: Seigen Nashi Seisei (Accepting New Applicants)

WHEN THE SUN SETS WE GO HOME TOGETHER
EPISODE HOTARU - CHAPTER 0

CRIES FROM THE MOON VALLEY
CRIES FROM THE MOON VALLEY

It was too much of an awkward dinner to be graced by the beautiful backdrop of Konoha’s night time cityscape. The twinkling view wasted on the Morino family, just like the 3 Michelin starred meal they were having. Even the steak’s, still sizzling deliciously on their plates, appeared disappointed at the current turn of events. Of course, this was all from the perspective of the Morino parents, who had hard expressions on their faces as they went through the motions of eating. This dinner was supposed to be in celebration of their oldest daughter’s graduation and, now, it was tainted by the embarrassment she had suffered them through.

On the other hand, the children had none of their parents’ fretting expressions. Souichirou, the youngest, was secretly gloating at how his older sister, the shining beacon of their family, had finally been caught; relief poured from within him at the thought their parents might finally cut him a break. Sayuri, however, didn’t really look that worried. She had been skipping school for years now and she’d never really tried to hide it or anything; she didn’t have a clue what all the fuss was about anyway.

“Sayuri,” her mother spoke tentatively, voice soft as she looked upon her oldest child. “Your father and I have been discussing what happened during your graduation and we…”

“Frankly, we’re worried,” the father finished for her. He had none of the softness, however, only sternness. “Your actions show nothing but disregard about your education and, in the world we currently live in, without one you’re as good as worthless.”

Sayuri just stared ahead, not really sure where this was headed but not wanting to interrupt. The fact that they were having this talk in public raised some alarm bells inside her, since her parents were always so careful about the family’s social standing, but she couldn’t really see them do much more than give her a small slap on the wrist.

Her father cleared his throat. “As you’ve expressed no interest in proceeding with your studies...”

“Which we would have fully supported, if that was your decision,” her mother interjected suddenly, reaching out to hold Sayuri’s hand.

They were right in that regard. Sayuri had no interest in seeking superior education. She fully intended to live inside her greenhouse, doing nothing but watering her plants, feeding the cats and drinking tea. No future sounded more prestigious than that.

“Your mother and I have taken arranging you a comfortable future into our hands,” her father explained, pausing to take a small sip of his red wine. “This will also be helping our family so I trust you will have no complaints.”

The bells inside Sayuri were singing a storm by the time he was done talking, and she stood a lot more serious now. She threw her little brother a side glance but, for all that Souichirou was dancing the hula at her sudden defeat, he gave her a small clueless shake of his head. He had no idea what their parents were going on about either. Her mother squeezed her hand.

“We’ve decided to unite our family with the Suzuhara branch,” her mother announced excitedly, raising her voice just the slightest bit so the surrounding tables could hear. “You’re to be engaged with their only son, Junjo!”

…goddamnit.

Sayuri raised her glass of water to her lips, giving herself some time to react. Her mother was obviously giddy, if her sparkling eyes were anything to go by, and her father was looking as satisfied as the cat that got the canary. Souichirou was pretty shocked, still a bit too young to understand what marriage really means. Sayuri knows, however.

“Ah, how…joyous,” Sayuri commented, with a small smile. “It is wonderful to not have to worry about my future any longer, as you have kindly taken it out of my own hands. It’ll be an incredible adventure to marry a man I’ve never met, bear his children and do his bidding for the rest of my life.”

She squeezed her mother’s hand. “You’re very thoughtful to worry about this daughter who’s done nothing but fail you.”

Well, she wasn’t running off crying or flipping the table in anger so the Morino parents breathed a sigh of relief. But an idea sparked inside Sayuri’s mind and her smile widened into a grin. “However-”

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The bells of Midsummer’s front door jingled as Hotaru walked inside the cozy bar. His eyebrows were furrowed and his lips were set in a bitter frown as he pushed his hair back and dropped down to his usual spot at the far corner, next to Chisato, who had his chin popped his left hand and the expression of someone who didn’t want to hear bullshit but was already expecting it anyway. “What. Did you drop by the salon for a manicure on your way here or something? Took you long enough.”

Hotaru blew out a sight but checked his fingernails. “No, but heaven knows I could use one right now,” he wiggled his fingers in Chisato’s face. The blond rolled his eyes but didn’t mock him any further, waiting instead for an answer. Though it seemed Hotaru was going to take some time to give him one.

“Mimi, get me the usual!” Hotaru shouted, loosening his tie so he could undo a couple of buttons of his shirt.

“Sure thing, hun!” The blond shouted, already pulling up a glass from the cupboard behind the counter.

The sound of the news on the television served to fill the silence as Hotaru took a few minutes to lay his head back against the wall, chair hanging on its back legs, as he closed his eyes. It was only after he had his own drink and Chisato got yet another refill of his coffee that he finally deigned to open his mouth about the current team status. “We have a new team member.”

“What?” Chisato choked on his coffee. “I think I asked for a goddamn B-ranked mission? Not some new kid to get in our way?”

Hotaru rubbed his hands against his face, as if that could rub off how tired he felt after dealing with Shuemura’s bullshit for more than a couple of hours. “Listen, you wanted to climb rank, we’re climbing rank,” he told Chisato, not sounding any happier about the whole idea. “Shuemura’s arranged for the new team mate to meet us soon. We’re to go on a mission to acclimate and then they’ll give us access to the cooler stuff.”

“It can’t be that bad,” he sighed, trying to appease his temperamental friend. Hotaru knew Chisato wouldn’t take it well; it had been just the two of them for a long time and the blond wasn’t the sociable sort. However, whatever new dude that got assigned to their team, it couldn’t be so bad that-

The door bells jingled again and in came a blue haired poised young lady, long skirt, cashmere jacket and a brown thin envelope held loosely against her chest.

“Shit,” Hotaru whispered, suddenly hearing boss music as he realized who had just walked inside.

“What?” Chisato immediately looked around, trying to spot whatever pulled Hotaru’s attention off their conversation. “Oh..ha...hahaha...hahahaha!” He laughed as the girl approached them and grinned cruelly at her. “Sorry sweetheart, you missed the convent by a couple of blocks. I can point you in the right direction if you want.”

Hotaru dragged his hands across his face again, a gesture he was sure he’d be repeating a lot these next couple of weeks; the girl, however, looked utterly unbothered and dropped the file onto the table as she took a seat. “Well, Mr. Uchiha, Mr. Hyuuga,” she greeted them. “It’s not that I was expecting to be placed in any of Konoha’s best teams, but I certainly didn’t consider it would be one as…famous as yours.”

“Oi!” Chisato’s temper flared up at the tone of her voice. Hotaru had to place a hand on his shoulder to keep him from getting up and throwing the goddamn table at the girl’s face; even though he wasn’t all that averse to it either. She hadn’t even introduced herself and already she’d insulted their team.

“You’ll find the details of our next mission enclosed in that envelope,” she motioned at the object and then rested her chin against her hand, elbow propped on the table. She looked utterly bored.

“Who the hell are you anyway?” Chisato demanded but it was Hotaru who answered him instead.

“Morino Sayuri, our new team mate,” he sighed.

This was going to be a long one.

Into The Depths!

PILGRIMAGE OF A FORGOTTEN SOUL
PILGRIMAGE OF A FORGOTTEN SOUL

Braska finds herself following the crowd into a large patio overseen by a great castle, leering over all the bystanders that have followed their callings there. The wave of people that arrive seemed unending from her point of view; it reminded Braska of all the times she had gathered with the battalions she had fought with in the past, a ritual that preceded every battle she had joined. It made her heart clench, the thought that she was about to face another war…she was hopeful, however, that at least this might be her last.

When the number of people rose to what Braska guessed were in the double, if not triple hundreds, a booming voice that made itself heard equally to all, called everyone to attention. The man stood slightly above them all, with billowing black robes that fluttered around him when he moved. The symbol garnishing his chest was both awe and fear inspiring and Braska found herself pulling up the hood of her own robes, tugging at it nervously.

Then, ten names were called and ten figures appeared; at their presence the crowd dissolved into furtive whispering. Each of the ten stood distinct from the others, yet, in some way, they stood together. Their presence was commanding and every inch of them demanded respect. When the man in black announced they would follow one of them, Braska’s eyes landed by chance on the sixth. Feelings tugged at her heart and soul and the girl lowered her eyes, thinking if she were to follow someone so reverential then maybe, just maybe, she could survive once more through the horrors of blood and gore and screams and death.

Despite her small prayers, she was left behind after all the names had been called. Reaching up, she tugged her hood even lower, face aimed down but her eyes were shining on the generals. One by one, they led their troops back inside and the doors of that grand castle were closed behind them.

…ah…

Shoulders low, Braska looked around and found that, at least, she wasn’t left alone. Seven others stood at different points of the patio. A tall, iron clad man that looked reliable, he reminded her of an older brother; a petite blonde that stood in his shadow but with a strong enough presence that nobody could dismiss her; a youthful girl with a pinkish braid; a man that looked like he’d seen the very worst of the crusades; a mature woman that stood gracefully but somewhat cold to her surroundings; a priest that appeared to carry a gentle soul behind his kind eyes; and a mysterious girl in a bird’s mask.

There was not a lot of time for Braska to think about them as the man in black introduced yet another person to them.

“Virgil,” the name left her lips tentatively. She found him a bit more pleasant and approachable than their announcer. She follows him along with the others, when he beckons them all into a more secretive area; though her eyes betray her as she gazes one last time at the castle gates into which the generals had walked through with their teams.

Braska was sure each of them stood in that smaller room for a reason, perhaps they’d done too good, perhaps too bad. Nevertheless, Virgil’s request destroyed the small bubble of hope that had earlier been born inside her heard.

She knew the path down into the Abyss would be forged in blood; and now she knew whose blood it would be.

Two of her newfound party members had already voice their agreement, strong and brave; Braska merely tipped her head down, resigned to the fate the heavens had chosen to bestow upon her.

Naruto: Seigen Nashi Seisei (Accepting New Applicants)

It's the exact opposite for me. Weekends are full of work and it's been busy season lately. I'm too trashed when I finally get back home to even think about writing.
I've got my next post half written, gonna see if I can get it all done later tonight. If not, tuesday is the earliest next writing day for me.