- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- Writing Levels
- Give-No-Fucks
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Quite open to most general genres, like fantasy (usually more urban fantasy), science fiction, slice of life, etc.
"Eh, are you sure?" He asked in mild wonder, surprised at the man's generosity. Nodding, he graciously took the cloak and changed out of his drag clothes, taking a breath, "Not exactly what I'm used to, but it'll do," he commented, before clearing his throat.@Verite Itachi Uchiha, Red Itachi didn't bat an eye or wince a wince. He looked at the man "He who forgives and acknowledges his self is what it truely means to be strong..." Itachi spoke with his eyes closed looking at the man (Actual quote.) "Your damageing your arm further....and as for your clothes....take this..." He took off his cloak and folded it on the ground. "This is all I
have to offer."Itachi Uchiha, Red Itachi under the cloak would be wearing a blue top and bottom short sleeve and long pants outfit. With white sock lick cloth. his few would show a purple coat of nail polish on them as well as his hands. At times also a small fishnet under shirt could be seen.
"I don't think we've been introduced yet... My name's Emiya. Shirou Emiya. And who might you be?" He asked curiously.