Natsumi Kuzuryuu

"I'm a Yakuza, jackass. Do the math," she replies smoothly, rolling her eyes.

"Jesus christ...Well...when you get your memories back then we can talk, 'kay? I don't have the patience for amnesiac jane over here."

She really doesn't. She really really wants to punch the other. But is holding back. Her brother already killed her on her behalf. The girl doesn't need more.

"Actually I do. But I just don't happen to have it out." She chuckles.

"Yeah, dumbass. It was all true. Then you became a global terrorist. How is none of this clicking? Are you that braindead?" She rolls her eyes. Shaking her head.

"I'm too tired to deal with you right now."

She just stares at the other...Blanklu.

"You left me to die and covered up the fucking murder, bitch. Thats the thing you were trying to talk to him about."

Natsumi would wake up much later, crushed windpipe and a raging migraine, bitter and angry and wanting for revenge. She was going to get payback for what occured. Even if it was the last thing she did. She wanted her girlfriend back! She wanted the girl she liked back. Not this charlatan of a Queen.

"And you think I'd just let you hug my frickin' brother, either?" She glared, even as the other pulled back.

Though she paused as she saw the bloodied back of the other's head. "Hey...th'fuck happened to you, anyways?"

"Oh, yeah. That's fair. You should probably get your body moving at least a little. Even if its just to walk around the place. And heh, not much. Just working on some budgeting for the clan." She shrugs. Apparently even Yakuza do budgets.

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She pulls away with a hiss and a glare, nearly spitting fire at the other.

"What the actual *fuck* do yuo think you're doing? Touching me?"

@jabberwockduo.bsky.social

She is a bit surprised by the hug, but it's Hajime. He's one of her closer friends. She trusts him enough. Though she does pull back, glaring a bit. "Next time warn me before you sneak up with a hug. I coudl have a knife to your back, jackass."

thereafter, a glare fading from her face as her consciousness faded.

She tried to choke out more words in response, trying to retaliate. Trying to prove that her brother still had some semblance of power, ability to get revenge. But she couldn't.

She couldn't breathe, couldn't think. She just felt her world going dark, black, fuzzy. She fell unconscious, shortly

"You'll...regret...this....Brother...get you...."

"D-defiler? Wh-what are you? From...the middle ages?" She chokes out the words, before the other's hand wraps around her neck.

She glares at the other the whole time, burning hatred in her gaze. her hands go up to pry those fingers off, but Sonia is strong, powerful.

Words are choked out.

"So uh...what's your name?" She pulls away after a bit, blushing a bit at gettnig caught up in a hug instead of being cool and collected like she shold be.

"BITCH! You bitchasss....F-fuck....You're lying. You're lying and you know it you're lying to make yourself miserable..."

She glared up at the other, tears burning her vision as she finally caught her breath. She was still struggling a bit, still wheezing through the broken windpipe. But she could *breathe* a bit.

She struggled to get up, but felt that kick into her stomach and grunted in pain, crumpling again.

windpipe collapsed for a second. She struggled, trying to recover.

Cw blood/gore

She didn't expect to cut the other's arm so much, but she was also just slashing desperately and dangerously. She didn't care what she hit.

She did grimace at the mess, guilty for a moment. Her pause allowed the othet to get the hit in, and she was sent back, gasping for air as her

swipes the blade at the other again. Sonia wouldn't want to live like this. At least...that's what she wants to believe. She growls as she does.

She yelped as she was slapped, holding her now free hand to her cheek, a dark glare on her own features. This was not Sonia. This was not the girl she loved. Loved? Loved...Huh. Strange thing to admit to herself when she was fighting this woman.

"Well sucks that I fucking didn't then, huh?"

She

have a say about it, it won't be."

She manages to reach her knife at least, and goes to jab it into the other's leg. Whether she manages to or not is ..up to fate. Or you.

Ah...yeah. This was not the princess she remembered. She growled a bit, hissing as the other kept pulling. The height advantage and strength Sonia possessed did outmatch Natsumi by a bit.

"I'm more than that. I'm the goddamn Princess of the Kuzuryuu family. It's not dead yet. And not as long as I

She laughed a bit, giving a soft squeeze to the other, resting her head on the other's shoulder for a moment. "Yeah? Maybe we should get you to bed then."

Natsumi grimaced at the grip, trying and failing to pull away. Her other was reaching for her blade, just in case.

This was...off. Strange. She didn't like it. And self-preservation always came first.

"This...doesn't feel like you, honestly."

@plsinsertcoin.bsky.social

Chiaki! Natsumi giggled a bit, happy to see the other. Chiaki was soft and warm and the perfect hugger. She returned the hug with as much energy as she could muster. "Hey there, Chiaki. How have you been?"

@ultcosplayer.yuri.observer

Oh! Tsumugi! She giggled a bit, hugging the other with a smirk. Squeezing tighter than was probably necessary. "Hey girlie. Long time no see. How have you been?"

@girllovingprincess.bsky.social

What was...up with her? She seemed different...Natsumi had just instinctively hugged the other back, so happy to see the princess again, but upon pulling away, she noticed something was up. The vibes were wrong. "Are....you good? Something's up with you."

@swordoforacle.bsky.social

Who? She didn't know this girl. She was interesting, but a hug was not what she wanted. "Before you go hugging strangers you really should figure out who they are..." She had a knife to the other's throat. Okay.

@patisserisms.bsky.social

She is a bit...surprised by this. But not as offended. This girl is too sweet to piss her off. She can't stay mad at this loveable face. She just huffs. She doesn't hug back but she doesn't shove the other off either.

"Hey....you."