Mystic Syn

it’s just tradition that i start these with this meme now happy october everyone :)) may your spoops be spoopy~ welcome one and all to inktober! for those that don’t know what it is basically any artist that has arted knows what it is: it’s a drawing challenge where you draw something every day in the month of october, but you can only use inks (e.g., markers and pens) i kinda took a two year hiatus because of my mission, but this is my third year of doing it so hopefully it’s better ~~~ Day 1: Mustache

Kasha’s finger stopped rubbing the trigger, then she gave a quiet curse. Her eyebrows knitted together as she studied the man, cheek twitching ever so slightly. After a few moments, she threw her hands up, finally lowering her gun, but now beginning to pace. ”Dammit,” she swore softly, pausing to glare at Nikolas before returning to her pace. “Absolute freezn’ idiot. If they’re mad at you…” Kasha stopped and took a swig of her drink from the counter, her cheek still twitching. “If they’re mad at you,” she continued, “and we are a by product of them… freezn’ dammit.”

She didn’t blink as the man walked in front of her, her thumb instinctively going up towards the hammer, yet didn’t press down. Who was this? Did it really matter? Would it really matter in a few moments? Would knowing any of these people matter in the next minute or two? Kasha rubbed her finger against the trigger… Up and down… Up and down… What to do… What to do… “Well, I don’t know about you,” she said finally, although keeping the gun up, “but I don’t want to stick around to find out who these people that allegedly killed your sister are. If they found your sister, then they have the resources to find you.”

Kasha kept her gun level, thoughts clouding her gaze. Her eyes flicked between all who was talking, finger tapping on the top of the cane. Not surprising… not surprising at all. “You don’t know that for sure,” she said quietly, keeping the gun up.

Kasha quickly snatched her cane from its leaning spot of the counter, then whipped out her gun from behind her belt and pointed it at the newcomer. She remained silent as she studied the man, coldness entering into her gaze.

Kasha studied him, then chuckled quietly. “Yeah, damn this life. Although––” she started walking slowly over to the counter “––it’s the best thing people got sometime, then they do what they can with it. Really see people’s true colors in this line of work.” She sat down on the stool in front of her drink. “But that’s what makes it fun, no?” she added, running a finger along the rim of the glass again.

Kasha laughed as she was twirled outward. She spun for a second, before coming back into Mars. “There is no time limit for grief.” She carefully placed a hand on his chest, drawing closer with a small smile. “But I’m sure you know that, hm?”

Kasha studies him for a moment, the light catching her eyes on fire it seems. “I’m… sorry for your loss,” she whispered before smiling again. “I walked out of the tavern.”

She gave a small chuckle, placing a hand on his shoulder and the other on his arm. As the music poured into the air, Kasha allowed Mars to lead them in their exchange. He wasn’t too bad, all things considered; well, at least better than what she first thought, which was a welcome surprise. It’d been a while since someone at least competent danced with her. ”So, tell me if you don’t mind,” she said, twirling under his grasp and landing closer to him, “what caused you to be a part of this crowd?”

“Oh, is that so?” Kasha folded her arms and smiled back. “Might be too much for you to handle,” she added, glancing at him up and down. “You should also really get that eye checked out,” she then said, taking his hand and rising. “Might be a condition.”

“And I’m sure you would like a taste, hm?” she said, smiling almost to herself. “Guess I can’t blame you, Mars.” Kasha took another sip of her beverage, swirling it around slowly. “Depends––” she then traced her finger around the rim of her glass absently, glancing at Mars “––how hungry are you?”

She smirked and grabbed the offered glass, taking a small sip of it. “You wouldn’t be the first to call me that,” she said softly, “but you can call me Kasha. If that’s too hard, call me whatever you like.” Kasha raised her glass to his, holding it there. “What about you, pretty boy?” she asked with a tilt of her head. “Or would you rather… keep on the mask, as people like you and your crew would say?”

“Buying me drinks and you don’t even know my name,” she commented, giving his shoulder a gentle push with a chuckle. “I feel like I should be flattered, but you might take that the wrong way. “Besides––“ Kasha turned on her side, facing the man with that playful look still dancing in her countenance “––we only met a few moments ago.”

Kasha smirked at him, playful light dancing in her eyes. “Frostbite it is then,” she concluded. “On the rocks, preferably. Although, keep it small. Rather have some wits about me with this guy around.” She leaned back on the counter, stretching out her back with some pops. “Everywhere and nowhere, although––“ Kasha looked back at him “––you can find out if you play your cards right.”

She turned towards the man, looking him up and down, then smiled as she leaned back on the bar counter top. “Could be you if you keep asking the right questions,” Kasha said with a quick wink, before laughing softly to herself as she looked at the rest of the company. “What’re my options?”

“Well, I got another job.” Snow fell softly, slowly piling on her shoulders. ”I think you would be more proud of this one… well, more proud than the one before.” Crackling of fire from the torch in her left hand filled her ears, quiet sizzling underscoring the snowfall. ”Just hope you would… I dunno.” Kasha scratched the back of her head underneath her hat, the metal caps from her dread clinking together. “Wish me luck, I guess.” Firelight washed her face, causing her eye color to glow a bright gold along with the torch… but her gaze was pointed towards the snow-blanketed ground. ”What am I talking about? You already did, huh?” Kasha crouched down, smiling sadly while reaching into her thick coat. “And I told you I keep my promises.” She pulled out flowers, though wilted and almost frozen at this point. Damn this weather… but it’s the thought that counts, right? That’s what they always said. Besides, it was the best she could get in this damn economy. ”Your favorite,” she whispered with a puff of air, placing the flowers on the ground and looking up at the stone, reaching out with a gloved hand to wipe away the snow and dirt on the stone. Here lies–– But she stopped reading. No need. She could never forget the name. “I’ll make you proud,” Kasha promised softly, rising from her crouch and grabbing her cane that hung from her left elbow before turning away into the Grey-Folk-forsaken blizzard. . . . Cheers shook the walls around her. Kasha jolted awake from the dreamless sleep, bumping her head on the top of the bunk. She swore softly, rubbing her forehead. Already? Could’ve sworn that it was just morning. Either she needed the rest more than she initially thought, or everyone wanted to get wasted really early today. Doesn’t matter. Kasha pulled herself up and out of bed, snatching her cane and coat to slip on. Everything will turn out alright. She burst out from the back, brushing through the people all around, a few of them whistling and calling out to her, even a few of them reaching out to touch her… but she easily maneuvered around the sluggish hands and arms. No need to make it complicated. Besides, she figured that they wouldn’t be able to even look at her in this state they’re in. Kasha opened the entrance door, the wave of cold penetrating almost everything. Needles of ice cold pierced her face, numbing it almost instantly; so much so that she raised a gloved hand to protect the bottom half of it. What heroes these Grey Folk were… causing an eternal winter… or that’s who she liked to blame it on. They weren’t going to fight back at her any time soon… most likely. Bright lights blinded her for a second, making her squint and to blink away the spots in her vision. An automobile? People piled out, rushing to get into the warm tavern behind her. What in the… Kasha ripped herself from his grasp, tightening her grip on her cane while the other hand reached inside her coat. “And who do you––“ she started, but the man and the rest of the company hurried inside before she could finish the sentence. She swore. Loudly. “Fine, of course,” Kasha muttered, shaking her head and she pulled up a mask over her nose, but she stopped for a second as she looked over the automobile, back at the tavern, then about the interaction. Of course… that’s who they are. You better be proud. Trudging through the snow and placing her cane in the crotch of her elbow, she reached the vehicle, popping the door open and hefting the boxes with a grunt. Damn, these never got any lighter, huh? Kasha kicked the door closed, then made the hike around the tavern to the back. The snow made it difficult to walk in, but it’d do. Coming up to the door, she pushed it open with a foot and walked in, slamming the door shut behind her and placing the boxes behind other supplies. Now… about the rest of the company it came with. She breathed warm air into her hands and wiping off any stray dust, before hearing a hiccup coming from behind her. Turning towards the sound, a man was slumped in the doorway, giving her a goofy grin as he looked at her up and down. “Heeey there, beautiful,” he said with words slurred, his grin becoming bigger. ”Hey,” Kasha replied, apprehensive as she looked at him up and down. Many ways this interaction could go… The man stumbled into the room, tripping over himself as he made his way to her. “Haaave I ever told you,” he continued as if nothing happened, “that you’rrre pretty?” A smile touched her lips as the man stood up taller, leaning against a metal pillar. “I believe it’s been mentioned.” ”Really?” The drunk looked dumbfounded. “By who?” Kasha laughed softly and leaned against the same pillar as him, walking two fingers slowly up his chest. “Oh, you wouldn’t know ‘em.” He looked down at her fingers, blinking as his grin returned. “Tryyy me.” She smiled again as her hand reached his face, cupping it gently. The man breathed deeply, the stench of alcohol filling her nostrils. His hand started towards her own. ”Hmm,” Kasha whispered, pondering for a second. “No.” In the blink of an eye, she pulled out a cloth from her pocket and pressed it against the man’s mouth. The man’s eyebrows shot up, but within seconds, he was slumped against her, snoring quietly. Kasha let out a breath of relief, wiping off the rest of the stray dust. Can’t believe it’s gone to this, she thought quietly as she hefted the man in her arms, though under much strain. Bulky boy. Kasha dragged him––and basically herself––through the doorway the man came from, entering the tavern proper. She muttered quietly to herself as she placed the man on a barstool, slumping him over the counter as she wiped her hands against each other and her coat. Breathing in deeply, Kasha looked at the rest of the people––most of them she recognized from the entrance––smiling as the very air seemed to calm her. ”Hey, sorry about that,” she said, shrugging. “It happens, ya know?”

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heyo been stalking this and thinking abt joining.. is there anything else i need to know that’s not on here or the rp? (i’ve read like all of it and think ik what i need to know) idk what the og rp is (the rp before this “sequel” rp, that is), so are there any details abt from the og rp that i should know abt this rp? even if you could just direct me to the og rp that’d be great

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