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#bbb Zelman
saving-empress-ac · 1 year
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🤗🔥 The world has been blessed with your existence. April is here and so are you. And so is your warmth. Each and in all the hundreds of years you've shared with us, happy birthday.
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queenharumiura · 4 years
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Closed starter for @xxyumeno​ || BBB!au  ((Hope this starter works okay!))
Haru was being led through the mansion by Zelman’s human secretary, Sayaka. She came to visit Zelman Clock who was the ruler of this territory as she wished to take up residency here. While the other territories would certainly be safer, Haru felt that this place would be best for her. The vibe of the place better matched how life was with her own clan after all. 
She was sure she was being judged hard at the moment with the way some black bloods stopped to stare at her, but could they be blamed? She was wearing a butterfly themed outfit after all. Not only that, she had purple hair and yellow eyes. She felt that it fit the butterfly aesthetic for the day. The mask covering her face had a butterfly motif as well. When she dressed up, she committed the whole nine yards. 
It was her hobby on one hand, but also her way of protecting herself from the sun. 
Once she was showed into the room, she removed her mask, and allowed her features to morph to their usual appearance. It was rude to introduce yourself to the ruler of a territory using a fake appearance, after all. Now, it was time for one of those lengthy greetings. A polite gesture that was important in Black Blood society. 
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“It is my greatest pleasure to greet you, Zelman Clock, the Prince of the scarlet-colored eyes. The hunter of the ancient night, an Old Blood who descends from the mighty and brave God of flames, Asura. This humble greenhorn before you is named Haru Miura.” She bowed to show reverence to the one before her. This was only the greeting portion. Now, she had to introduce herself. 
“I was bestowed the kiss of darkness from the current head of the Vongola bloodline, Tsunayoshi, the Lion of the underground. He who descends from Giotto, the vigilante of old blood and enforcer of customs of the ancients. I’ve come to be known as the ‘Lady of a Million Faces’ in the recent years. I served as a mediator between kin-blood, and the shield of the young blood. I am nothing but a greenhorn of 86 years who wishes to reside in your domain as I seek out my fellow kin who have been separated from a Kowloon attack years prior. I hope for us reach an amicable conclusion.” 
Essentially, she was essentially like a babysitter to young Black Bloods in the clan, and should a fight break out, she always found herself mediating between kinsmen. That’s what you get when you operate like a mafia, she supposed. She came to the Special Zone in order to be safe, and to hopefully find information on her scattered kinsmen. If the way she morphed right before his eyes wasn’t telling, she was dubbed the ‘lady of a Million faces’ because of her morphing ability. She usually shifted her appearance to match that of her costumes, so not many knew of her true appearance. That was the gist of her introduction. 
Even if she’s lived for 86 years, she still felt that the way Black Bloods greeted each other was too... lengthy and quite frankly, a bit tiresome, but she could understand. Heritage was important to them, so such greetings were necessary. Still, with how lengthy they were, it was hard to imagine someone could listen to it all, much less absorb all the information in it. 
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alolanzubat-moving · 7 years
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*screams* CAN I ENJOY NOTHING IN MODESTY???
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saving-empress-ac · 3 years
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I hope you are not alone in the years to come. Happy birthday, Zelman Clock.
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