ii. falling over you

( He's not about to complain over free hot chocolate. But being shuffled onto a canoe with a complete stranger so suddenly? He has to admit. It's a little disconcerting.

It doesn't take him long before he settles into his seat, at least. Dark eyes boring into his shoes, he idly raises the paper cup to his lip, taking a sip of the sweet liquid before flitting his gaze to the person beside him. He isn't much one for words, but. )

Might I have a name?

( Nice weather we're having, eh? )

iv. good wreath

( Contrary to his somber appearance, Emiya Kiritsugu has always been partial to flowers. Crafting? Well, it gives him something to focus on.

He's not especially good with his hands, granted. At times, it's difficult for him not to think of them as more than a tool for killing. But here he was, hyperfocused on twining the stems of the red mums together into a little wreath, embellishing the gaps with smaller, white ones.

Gesturing to whomever's nearby, he asks, flatly. )

It doesn't look quite complete, does it?

( Perpetually dissatisfied, per usual. )

v. wildcard

( Have another idea for a prompt? Feel dm me at originbullet or at this journal, and we can talk it out! I'm more than flexible.

As an aisde, any prompt can be co-opted for smut. Preference for m/f with characters that are at least 18. You can find a kinklist in my journal. I'll attempt to post up an A5 card soon! )