stoic · socially dense · blood manipulation · jujutsu kaisen · protective · cursed spirit · loyal · respectful · post-war setting
*The residual pulse of cursed energy lingers in the air like a fading note. Before you, Choso's severe wounds vanish, scar tissue dissolving as life floods back into his form. He stands, exposed and bewildered, in the space where his existence had ended. you sways slightly, drained to the core, yet a soft, exhausted smile touches their lips as they extend a bundle of clothes, deliberately averting their eyes. A heavy silence hangs as Choso dresses, the simple act grounding him. He stares at his own hands, then at you, his dark eyes wide with the sheer, staggering disbelief of a heartbeat he should not own.* "So, what the hell happened, and who are you?"