#empyreal coryphee | koharu |--;

[ekleipsi]

--- ' Mirage. ' Words are spoken smoothly, coolly in front of the others as kitsune's palms meet the mahogany of the table. There are others in the room and that's why her address of him is so respectful and so attentive. Clawed nails tap against surface, moss gaze leveling at him easily before it rakes over the others in the vicinity. ' My territory is being nosed around by some of...your low tiered grunts. If you don't keep them in check...I will. ' An ounce of warning, nibbling at her lower lip as she lofts a brow at him for his response, head tilting.

@killerhubby, for mirage!

#empyreal coryphee | koharu |--; #killerhubby #TALKS BUSINESS WITH HIM #COUGHS INTO FIST #AHAHA

[ekleipsi]

14) sender tilts receivers head back so they can kiss their throat right beneath their chin. ( for Haru )

--- The tension between them was always at its peak, whether it was business...professional...or sexual. Pacing in the alleyway had the kitsune's eyes rolling in annoyance as she listened to the detective rattle off a handful of questions about some missing mortal. ' Yeah, yeah...you act like I did something wrong here, the damn idiot was just fine when he left. And he did leave, detective. ' she all but sneered the last sentence, whirling on a heel to glare at him.

--- This? This was not one of those times where their banter was playful and fun. At least, it certainly didn't feel that way. Fangs were bared in irritation as he stepped closer, invading her space and lowering his voice into something quiet and personal; it didn't escape her, the way his fingers were resting on the grip of the pistol he always carried. Did she seem threatening right now? She must have, for him to be so on guard.

--- ' If this is some kind of interrogation, I feel like I'm entitled to a lawyer or so-- ' she began, bristling, but words were short lived and promptly silenced the moment her fingers curled around her throat. It wasn't overly harsh, though the air of authority he presented with the gesture was apparent, staring down at her with narrowed gaze and a small squeeze. Thumb flicked along pale column, absently tracing over her pulse...up to the point of her chin where he applied pressure to tip her features up.

--- Another low sound, though she wasn't sure if it was a growl or a moan, offering him a sly grin. ' Why detective...if you wanted to find out my kinks, you could have just asked...you can squeeze a little tighter if you want... ' she all but purred, but the words are only to mask the lightning quickly flash of a blade, moonlight hitting it as it slipped from her hair and into her palm. It was the only sign of it being pulled as she held it to his throat; fair's fair, right? ' But two can play at that game... '

--- Though...instead of aggression, he leaned forward- against the blade, until sharpened edge bit into tender and pale flesh, marking a sweet crimson line into his skin where rubies flowed freely down his own neck. Something he didn't seemed to mind, all in the name and placing a kiss along the underside of her jaw and chin- punctuated at the end by a sharp bite and a chuckle. ' Thanks for the information. If you see him again...I'm looking for him. Keep him here. Call me. ' And with that...? He was gone, leaving her breathless and staring at the crimson stained knife he left behind in her palm, dragging her tongue over the blade as she stared after him.

#empyreal coryphee | koharu |--; #un1awful #inhales #the tension between them is so spicy #the DYNAMIC IS SO GOOD #loud shrugging

[ekleipsi]

4) sender takes receiver’s chin between their fingers while receiver is smiling or laughing so they can kiss their dimple. ( for Haru )

--- To some, homes were a place of socialization and revelry- where families gathered or where people invited friends over for gossip, or even where relationships blossomed from budding romance to deeper levels of intimacy and passion. To others...to Koharu, home was a sanctuary; a place of privacy that few knew about and even fewer were invited into.

--- Her home was a single bedroom, spacious loft with plenty of space and hardwood, mirrors, and a pole for dancing- carpeted living area for lounging, and an open concept kitchen. Contemporary with little to hide because what did she have to hide in the comforts of her own safety? In a place where she could relax, and be vulnerable and let walls crumble away and yield to a slightly softer side from the one she so often displayed in public.

--- The public needed to see her as an untouchable, flirtatious, coy fox. Cold and only just out of reach, dangerous and tempting- she made people feel as if they could have her and simultaneously made them feel as if they never could. Here though, upon the plush and light carpet of her home with the detective she'd invited ( why had she invited him? Law enforcement, to some extent? ) there was...a breach in regularity.

--- Music played over the speakers- familiar rap beats from multiple different artists, if only because she'd come to learn he was surprisingly fond of them. It was a discovery that had made her laugh aloud, but not one that had pushed her away since she enjoyed them, herself. Words of familiar verses spilled past lips in time with rhythm as she sang and rapped along before bursting into giggles on occasion from the comfort of the floor.

--- Sitting next to him was...natural. More than it should have been, and if she were sober, maybe she'd have been more cautious and wary. Bottles of wine and whiskey were splayed upon the table before them along with a mix and match myriad of take out foods, a rich red brought to her lips before she took a sip and another giggle ushered forth. Laugh lines creased her mouth, her cheeks, drawing her brows together light heartedly.

--- ' C'est ridicule! Qui dirait que Nicki n'est pas une reine!? ' [ That's ridiculous, who would say Nicki isn't a Queen!? ] the French spilled past well intoxicated lips, stained with the alcohol she'd been drinking. She hadn't been paying attention to how much he'd had, but his company alone was...surprisingly calm, to her. Where she might have felt on edge having someone in her house, instead she felt as if she could trust him. A mistake, she might have thought, were she not inebriated...but all the same...

--- Chin was taken between his fingers, prompting her surprise as mossy hues went wide and before she could protest or ask what he was doing, he'd leaned in to press and tender and chaste kiss to the corner of her mouth, along cheek and jaw- just shy of where her smile dimpled her features. A flash of color dusted across the bridge of nose, a quiet settling on the tip of her tongue before flushed visage was drowned in another sip of her alcohol, clearing throat. ' What...was that for. ' a huff, every attempt made to not pout.

--- The only response he offered in turn was a scoff, loud and obnoxious, that nearly prompted her to shove him sideways, before he was lifting glass of whiskey to his lips and taking another long sip of his own...very intentionally not meeting her eyes. A shrug lifted his shoulders. It was all she'd get out of him, at least for now.

#empyreal coryphee | koharu |--; #un1awful #inhales #i couldn't #resist #I'M SORRY IT GOT SO LONG??? #but it was...rly cute #and fun to write ;///;

[ekleipsi]

Smoke and Mirrors

--- Smoke and Mirrors ( S+M, yes pun intended ) is Koharu's club. In verses where placement or location don't matter, typically it is found in Monaco given the rich nightlife and high class clientele. Said clientele are common to the club.

--- S+M is a very luxurious, high class lounge style burlesque club ( NOT an outright strip club ). Booths are secluded and plush, comfortable, and dimly lit so that patrons and dancers alike can keep their business to themselves; there is a main stage, and a smaller stage, both see use throughout the week. There is a single bar, that is fully stocked and attended at all times.

--- The club plays a mixture of low-fi, upbeat dance, hip hop, and smooth jazz- with the occasional smidge of rock thrown in when a particular dancer comes on. S+M also has a select number of private back rooms that can be reserved by more high end patrons if so desired, or utilized by dancers if their clients are willing to pay for more high end services.

--- Security is very tight in the club and often overseen by Koharu herself as the entirety of the staff at S+M are supernatural beings that range in species and age. She protects them and cares for them all deeply as if they were her own family and if one comes to harm, she takes it as a personal offense against her. That said, most of the dancers/escorts work independently and make their own money.

--- S+M doubles as a base of operations for Koharu's more underground, shady business dealings, tied into her mafia/yakuza life as she is the head of her territory. Dancers and escorts often report any gossip or secrets they hear to her and information exchange is integral in her line of work. Drunk old men tend to have loose lips and when hands are all over them, they'll say just about anything.

#empyreal coryphee | koharu |--; #big hc post about her club #its function its style #etc. etc.

[ekleipsi]

which god chooses you

Melani, the God of Flowing Ink

The chamber fills with light. You cover your face, shielding it from the glare - and there, floating before you, is a being made from coloured ink. She holds no form, flowing this way and that, her iridescent colours shifting from one thing to another, shades you have never seen before in your mortal life. When her voice sounds in your ears it is light, melodious. "A new canvas!" Delight shines from every syllable. "A new brush! My dear, I am delighted to meet you!" One glowing orb of cerulean ink floats closer to you, alighting on your chest - it sinks deep into your skin, and from it springs a curling tattoo, snaking vinelike over your body. You watch in wonder as it traverses your arms; you can feel it, like a soft touch, tracing over your face and legs. "What we shall build! What we shall create!" her voice crows. Ink and paint seeps from your fingertips into the air, bubbling and dancing before you. It flows out of your veins, an endless supply of colour. A grin spreads across your face. You stretch out both hands and see them flush with rainbow hues, vivid pigment pouring from your body. "Time to work!" The god's voice is jubilant in your ear. "What beauty we will create!"

#empyreal coryphee | koharu |--; #this is actually very accurate? #she's not a traditional “artist” but #haru as a dancer finds that as an exquisite form of art #and she loves creating #and doing it cause she loves it?? #WOWOW

[ekleipsi]

--- Koharu comes from a line of yakuza bosses and gangsters and her kitsune/witch heritage is ripe with turmoil. Wanting to try and forget her own path separate from her reigning family in Japan, she moved to Monaco, a small sovereign city-state between France and Italy. Monaco is well known for its night life, and Haru thrives on that; she owns her own high end burlesque club that she also dances at, as dancing is her passion. The club is called Smoke and Mirrors, and caters to very rich and high end clientele- said club also doubles as a front to her criminal operations and such, many of the patrons are also seedy mafiosos there for business.

#empyreal coryphee | koharu |--; #my occasional and rare headcanon post? #YOU BET

[ekleipsi]

❝  you can teach a viper to eat from your hands, but you cannot take away how much it likes to bite.  ❞ ( for Koharu )

--- Coy smile tugs at the kitsune's lips with the surprisingly deep words. The sentiment was not unknown to her and while she'd heard such a thing in a different sort of proverb, amusement played along visage that he'd be so bold as to say as much to her. Especially in this circumstance. ' You wanted information, didn't you? I'm more than happy to comply... ' a hum, a purr, tone and actions dramatic as she leans against the counter of the bar.

--- Her club was a rather well known place- and well known for its underground dealings, if the right people were around. That said, Koharu wasn't such a fool to think that said dealings could be overlooked so easily- one needed to play nicely with law enforcement, now and again. Give them a bone, so to speak. He was one she'd only been seeing around somewhat recently...though? Easy on the eyes, she couldn't complain.

--- ' But...I am what I am, sir...and this is a business. ' a pout affixed to features, head tilting. ' So...let's take...business into the back room? Where it's more comfortable, and not quite so public...unless you like it in public... '

#empyreal coryphee | koharu |--; #foxcurse #clears my THROAT??? #I'M BOTH SORRY FOR HER BUT NOT? #how do u like ur business kurama #in public or

[ekleipsi]

--- Smiiiiiirks at the sound she pulls from him with the teasing gesture. ' What was that? I couldn't hear you properly- speak up. ' she hummed out, moss orbs lighting on his cheeks in amusement.

@hiisfire

#empyreal coryphee | koharu |--; #hiisfire #kinji she's just gonna harass u #and bully u

[ekleipsi]

CHARACTER OUTLINE

italics  for situational,     bold  for always applicable.

𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐒.

moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny | controlling | conceited | possessive | paranoid | liar | impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power-hungry | greedy | lazy | judgmental | forgetful | impulsive | spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky | absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | childish | callous | clingy | delusional | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cynical | cruel | depressed | deranged | egotistical | envious | insecure | insensitive | lustful | delinquent | overthinker | guilt complex | reclusive | reckless | nervous | oversensitive | perfectionist | pessimistic | naive

𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐇𝐒.

honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave | patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky | intelligent | confident | humble | generous | merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming | cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm | protective | proud | diligent | considerate | compassionate | good sportsmanship | friendly | empathetic | passionate | reliable | resourceful | sensible | sincere | witty | funny

𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒.

art | acting | astronomy | animals | archery | sports | belly dancing | bird watching | blacksmithing | boating | calligraphy | camping | candle making | casino gambling | ceramics | racing | chess | music | cooking | crochet | weaving | exercise | swordplay | fishing | gardening | ghost hunting | ice skating | magic | engineering | building | inventing | leather-working | martial arts | meditation | origami | parkour | people watching | swimming | puppetry | pyrotechnics | quilting | reading | collecting | shopping | socializing | storytelling | writing | traveling | exotic dancing | singing | yoga | gaming | surfing

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#empyreal coryphee | koharu |--; #dossier | headcanon |--;

[ekleipsi]

"Haru, does my ass look good in these jeans? Be honest."

--- Flash of a coy grin, mossy orbs giving a very blatant and obvious once over to the offered view. She leans away, humming thoughtfully and drawing out the moment as if giving it some earnest thought and consideration...

--- ...before curling a palm around his hip and dragging his ass back and against her abdomen, free hand lifting to curl gently around his throat from behind. ' It'd look even better out of them, handsome... ' a soft growl, against the nape of his neck. Is she teasing, is she being honest? Who knows?

#empyreal coryphee | koharu |--; #un1awful #inhalES??? #sorry but not sorry for her #HE'S THE ONE THAT ASKED #WUT DID HE EXPECT

[ekleipsi]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐀?

crimson

rose vines, blood, apples, velvet, sharp nails, galaxies, dripping jewelry. your essence is crimson: you are the strong, defiant and avoidant. you crave some sort of deviation; to walk in another's footsteps feels mundane, a waste of your time. you are possessive and never look back at the things you've lost or forgotten. you are the rebel. you are the one who will change the world. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of red, blush, garnet, and bronze, who share your impassioned existence. you are also drawn to the confident souls royal and gold, who will help you grow and show that not everyone seeks to break you. however, you may struggle to get along with the slow-acting personalities of navy and umber who never seem assertive about anything.

honey 

friendship bracelets, beehives, school busses, children's books, flower petals, honeyed toast, polaroids. your essence is honey: you are devoted and endlessly enthusiastic. your friendships are your security; you shroud yourself with people who make you smile and feel lost at sea without them. often you are quick to dedicate yourself to whatever hand feeds you. you are the companion. you are the confidant. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of peach, marigold, yellow, and orange, who share your love of teamwork. you are also drawn to the streamlined souls terracotta and chiffon, who will help you grow and discover your own confidence. however, you may struggle to get along with the heedless personalities of orchid and chartreuse who seem like fair weather friends.

#empyreal coryphee | koharu |--; #nightmare hound | eryx |--; #dossier | headcanon |--; #once again #TERRIBLY accurate these are #frighteningly so tbh #HMMM

[ekleipsi]

Reo knew he shouldn’t be here — but, he didn’t care ; the music was loud and the smell of smoke curled his nose, it was all painfully familiar. he was looking for someone in particular & he knew if he made a big enough fuss — she’d come to him.

--- Music was loud, and intentionally so- it was meant to drown out the patrons worries and concerns, thoughts of their droll daily lives. This was a place where people could come to lose themselves and forget, a place where only the dancers remember faces and the fog of mystery and intrigue hug thick in the air like a glamour of sorts. Giggles and gentle touches peppered the atmosphere, as both men and women milled around and served drinks and finger foods.

--- Main stage was occupied by Firefly, both the manager and top dancer who was well known for allure, skill, and perhaps most important? The whisper of her ties to the Underground. Few made a fuss in her club for such reasons, though when he'd come? There were nothing but whispers about his presence, given his own affiliations.

--- The moment music had come to a close and her number finished? Well, toxic orbs had long since honed in on him from the moment he'd entered but now she cut a withering path through the crowd, the tinkling of bells and metal pieces making soft sounds from her outfit. As soon as she'd settled in front of him, arms were crossed over her chest, staring up and meeting his gaze with something akin to cool indifference.

--- ' Aomori. ' voice was a rich alto, tone low and rumbling softly with the purr held in her throat. Undertones of danger were laced throughout the syllables, but she made no overt signs of aggression, simply offering him a fanged smirk and a lofted brow. ' You know you're not supposed to be here. ' Gaze narrowed, distinctly slit into something vulpine as a claw traced along his collar and then down his chest to abdomen. ' Unless you finally want to make good on that death wish? '

#empyreal coryphee | koharu |--; #sidecoins #this bold ass mfer #i can't beleaf #FIGHTS HIM?

[ekleipsi]

"that's..." He stammered, leaning back upon the mattress they shared, with a hand lifting to awkwardly rub at the back of his neck, "that's a very big step, you know, my little vixen...? Wanting to mate... Have you thought about that a lot? What you would want your life partner to be like?" Was she talking about him? Would she really want... Someone like him to be with her forever? He didn't know what it all means to a kitsune, however - every species was different, and he worried they might have conflicting opinions on it.

"so, tell me... What do you imagine mating is? What does it entail for you? Your... Species, as a whole, I suppose. I'm not so familiar with the customs of kitsune," He finally admitted with a sheepish smile, clawed hands dropping to her lap, to hold her own gently, giving them a small, encouraging tug afterwards.

--- It was an inevitable conversation- didn't people have it when they began to get closer? It was foolish to jump into a relationship with someone, especially of the nature that kitsune tended to do, without learning everything you could about your partner. Mating, for her kind, was not something that could be undone. Irrevocably they bound themselves to one another, their souls, twining together in such a manner that even death would not separate them.

--- At least...that's how Papa had always explained it. Mama had alluded to as much as well, though perhaps a bit less eloquently. Koharu spent a great deal of time at Ignis' apartment nowadays, much to the chagrin of her family and her twin, and while she wouldn't quite describe this feeling as love, not yet, she wanted his thoughts on the matter.

--- ' Well I'm not asking you to mate with me or anything I just...I ust wanted to know what you thought about it is all. ' she muttered, shaking her head and averting her gaze. So typically was she a confident and strong individual, independent and composed- though in his presence she felt resolve crumble. ' I've given it a lot of thought, growing up. As a child. My parents made it seem like such a dream, like there was nothing greater than being mated to the one you loved. '

--- Words were but a whisper, pulled gently into his lap as fingers twined for a moment. When he asked just what she imagined it to be, and what it entailed for kitsune in specific, she cleared her throat- she knew the details. Intimately, even, biting on her lower lip. ' Mating is a lifelong bond. That's what I imagine it to be. A permanent commitment to one another for all eternity- the way... ' she trailed off for a moment, quirking a faint smile. ' ...that's exactly how it is for kitsune. For my species. ' a hum, nodding before giving it a bit more thought.

--- ' When we mate with someone, we mark them with a bite. Not...just any bite, it's not just a hickey or a mark. It's a bite that...transposes a part of our soul. Quite...quite literally we bind ourselves to our partner and place our lives in their hands...and vice versa. For me...for Twins, it's an even more meaningful and delicate process since my soul is also bound to Kohaku's... ' she explained, brows furrowing. She hadn't spoken to Kohaku about this, but then again as she'd stated in the beginning...it wasn't as if she was asking Ignis to mate with her.

--- ' If one of us dies, so does the other. Immortal or not. It's...scary. For most people. Especially for people that aren't kitsune, but for us it's...divine. In a sense. Sacred. From what I've heard, kitsune make a big...thing out of it, but it can be as simple as just the bite. ' she said quietly, wringing her hands for a moment and then lifting orbs to his own. ' I haven't thought so much about the sort of life partner I'd have. I've always had Kohaku, and being bound already as we are, that's...always been enough for me... ' thought she trailed off, clearly showing her hesitance in such words.

--- She was still unsure about her feelings for Ignis, though she was positive that she enjoyed his company and the more she came to know about him, the more fond she grew. A hand lifted, touching at the spot over her heart with a small sigh, before gaze finally dropped.

#empyreal coryphee | koharu |--; #hellguarded #this GOT SO MUCH LONGER THNA I MEANT IT TO LMAO #whoops #alas #i love fox #uwu #she's confused but #also wants to be v upfront with him

[ekleipsi]

" Ah and I thought I've seen most things in my long life yet my eyes have been graced with such a sight of you " // Haru !!

--- Kitsune spun, the vulpine slit in mossy green more pronounced as they came to rest upon the bi colored hues of the one across from her. Figurative hackles were raised in alarm, muscles tensing just slightly in preparation of fight...if it came to that. Despite her bodily reaction to the words, a fanged smirk pulled at her lips in faux amusement to his compliments. Were they compliments?

--- ' Graced? What high praise- flattery will get you everywhere. In the right application. ' she hummed out, fang swiping along her lower tier in some brief measure of anxiety. To be approached by another of her kind- and she knew, it was impossible not to know in his presence like this- was exceedingly rare. ' Just who are you? I see your long life hasn't graced you with many manners. ' the teasing purr of her words had a chuckle following, ears and tail glamoured to remain hidden.

#empyreal coryphee | koharu |--; #ty for sending! #glttony #i'm so excited to see how their relationship pans out!! #could be so antagonistic but also learns from an old man #temporal displacement | queue |--;

[ekleipsi]

" mind coming with me for a second? " he hummed out sweetly, beckoning the kitsune to follow him with a tempting curl of a finger, disappearing behind the doorframe without any further explanation. he'd lead her out, into the garden that was a part of the compound; something he'd quite come to love and appreciate, thankful for the elder's approval to explore the area. once outside, he was waiting for koharu with an outstretched hand, a faint grin upon his lips, twinning digits with hers once she'd caught up to him. he led her towards the blooming cherry blossom tree in the back, and without further explanation, tipped her chin up with his free hand to connect their lips together in a sweet, chaste kiss. " where i come from, today is known as the day of love, and it is custom to kiss girls beneath a cherry tree. and you are just as lovely as these blossoms. "

--- Brows were furrowed at the beckon of finger. She stood from knelt position in front of the table, laying chopsticks down as he disappeared before peering around the doorframe. ' What is it? ' a faint huff, before she'd eventually come to follow him outside before spotting the outstretched hand offered to her. A tentative eye was given, hesitant before she slipped delicate hand into his own to allow herself to be guided to the cherry blossoms in the garden.

--- They were lovely this time of year, when Spring first came into bloom. May was the month where they were loveliest, blossoming and pink, and Japan celebrated it as special for that reason alone though the moment he'd pulled her under one and kissed her sweetly? Expression so clearly displayed the honest shock that fluttered over her features, digits lifted to touch at full lips where they'd connected with his own.

--- ' Day of love...how silly... ' she trailed off, but voice was light and somewhat airy with her disbelief at such a sweet gesture of affection. It was unexpected, to say the least, and she glanced away as if that might somehow hide the soft dusting of color, prominent against the paleness of cheeks. ' Japan celebrates the sakura trees in May, it's the only time they bloom so beautifully... ' she explained, voice quiet as he complimented her appearance, comparing it to such blossoms. ' Fortunately I'm this stunning all year round. ' Eventually she'd come to clear her throat, scoffing quietly and covering up the mild embarrassment with an arrogant comment.

#haru & ig tag pending #empyreal coryphee | koharu |--; #hellguarded #i can't beleaf he caught her so off guard #smh #temporal displacement | queue |--;

[ekleipsi]

kinji has broken into her home before. koharu's home. wherever she slumbers; the panty raid has been done, and he has been thorough in picking out favorites. he leaves. he will not be caught. not tonight.

--- The thief will absolutely not be getting away tonight. Kitsune has set a magickal trap for the likes of the other spirit; having suspected his involvement given the scent left behind and the missing undergarments...the moment he attempts to leave is the same exact moment a binding rune curls around his ankles to root him in place.

--- If he thought she was just a fix, he was quite mistaken, as her Papa was quite a powerful witch. Hum escapes, slipping from her bed and tilting head at him. ' Now, now...what do I do with panty thieves, hmm? ' she muses aloud, tapping a claw against her chin. Violence, maybe?

#empyreal coryphee | koharu | ; #hiisfire #wow kinji #THIS IS HOW LOW U STOOP?