

ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐“𝐻𝒶𝓇𝓀, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓁𝓈 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔! 𝒢𝓁𝑜𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝒻 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈!„♛
∆∆Haruki Bushida∆∆
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ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐“𝐻𝒶𝓇𝓀, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓁𝓈 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔! 𝒢𝓁𝑜𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝒻 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈!„♛



❝ I didn't started shooting guns yesterday, I think I can aim for myself, lady! ❞ When he got up close and personal finally, he took rebellion off his back and made a horizontal slash at the Tyrant's arm, one swift enough to cut it off clean.


{If Lottie lived.} Lottie was yelling—about what, Haruki couldn’t make out. The ringing in her ears was too loud, too sharp, drowning every word beneath that shrill, merciless whine. All she could do was stare at the woman she loved, her eye wide with hurt, with disbelief. ⇓

the Yamato which was given to him by his father.

Vergil look at the woman who approached him, his face remained stoned and unfazed. He then looks at the pistol in hand, which still he finds it not classy. "You most certainly are correct." He replied not knowing what to do.

And now he's holding a pistol in hand, something he never usually holds he finds them unnecessary.