FALSE BLACK FLAME

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[afurisiit]

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𝐌𝐇𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐀𝐔 side-blog for @airxn's Xavier; thirsted after by luri.

A hunter who was forever blinded due to an unfortunate incident involving a fleeing Nu Udra. With the aid of his beloved palico, Airin, and his trusted seikret, Motorcycle, Xavier Nimenscu has been able to retain his formidable hunting abilities– while also gaining some unique traits to aid him in his hunts.

This blog is not spoiler-free. Funny death screens and cutscene screens will be dumped onto this blog. full rules are under read more.

PLEASE READ MY GENERAL RULES FIRST–! These are my expectations for this blog:

01. Forever stuck on low activity. My main priority will always be my main blog, and I will follow back from there.

02. Again, this blog is not spoiler-free. I'll be dumping a lot of my thoughts on the game and posting screenshots I take in-game. This includes title updates, future DLC, and leaks IF I stumble across them.

03. Shipping is not a priority here. Even though he's kinder in this iteration, he still doesn't feel romantic or sexual attraction. Xavier maintains his aro/ace status, and I only ship him with people with my full trust.

[mcflymemes]

"I'M KIND BECAUSE I CHOOSE TO BE" PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue for remaining good despite it all, adjust as necessary

they've suffered enough.

i have seen the worst that humanity has to offer... and yet i'm still standing.

the world can keep knocking me down, but i'll get back up.

i don't give up.

i just want to live a peaceful life.

i don't want conflict.

there were nicer ways to ask that, you know.

i don't want to hurt anybody.

i still don't hate you.

i want peace at all costs.

if you would only try and see the world from my point of view.

i don't want to fight with you.

things always get better.

this isn't the end.

you have to stand tall.

the world is cruel, but i won't be.

i believe in you. i always have.

my morals are firm.

there's no harm in a little kindness.

just be gentle with them.

i mean well.

there's too much pain in this world. i don't intend to add to it.

i don't want to fight anyone.

don't you believe in yourself?

i'm not leaving them.

there is enough hate in this world.

i try to lead with love.

it's the right thing to do.

this doesn't have to end in violence.

why don't we talk this through?

maybe he's having a bad day.

i'm going to try again.

there has to be another way to do this.

this isn't the time to quit.

i've seen too many things go wrong. this has to go right.

i'm not giving up just yet.

kindness is not weakness.

you can do better than that.

i try to see the good in everyone.

you can't just give up!

you're a special person.

i deserve better than this.

you deserve happiness.

it costs nothing to be kind.

there's no need to be so mean.

if only you could see yourself the way i see you.

it's still a beautiful day.

there's always tomorrow.

are you asking me to quit?

tomorrow will be better.

you didn't mean that, did you?

maybe we should talk this out.

i will always choose to be kind.

despite everything, i just want to be good.

i do my best to see the good in everyone, no matter what.

you didn't have to do that.

that wasn't very nice.

do you have to be so rude?

a nice word goes a long way.

try smiling at them. see what happens.

you could try being nicer.

i deserve a happy ending.

don't beat yourself up.

don't talk about yourself like that.

i see the goodness in you.

life is truly beautiful.

[rathalascendant-a]

"WE SLAY ONLY OUT OF NECESSITY." Mari answers promptly, though she looks upon the trap with a curl of her lip. On the more ecologically stable grounds of her homeland, slaying was not as great a necessity, especially on Hakolo Island. For generations, Mahana had maintained a relative peaceful coexistence with the wildlife, and stability ushered forth when her grandfather's monstie's reign began.

Unfortunately, with Oltura's appearance, the southlands' era of peace had been shattered. The only reason Mari had come to the wilderness of the Eastlands was because she had entrusted her home's protection to another in her absence, and more importantly, she was tracking a Gore Magala.

"That being for necessary resources, or because the monster is beyond saving or is a threat to the stability of a local ecosystem."

A hand raises to rest protectively on Streak's neck. For traversing the Windward Plain, he'd been best suited on foot. Despite the Tobi-Kadachi's arboreal roots, he was no stranger to crossing tall dunes. " . . . Under most circumstances, we simply persuade the monster to back off. At the end of the day, they're simply trying to survive."

Her gaze flickers to him, then the disarmed shock trap, and then to him again. " . . . Where do the captured monsters go?"

[afurisiit]

" 𝐖𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲… 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥. " The old hunter nods softly in thought. Every authorization given by the handler is, he hopes, out of necessity.

Without his sight, it makes it difficult to judge a situation in its entirety. He agreed to come onto this mission due to his previous... experience with a rogue Nu Udra. Yet he hasn't given anyone here his complete trust. That honor belongs to his palico, Airin. He's the only one who can read documents and orders to him.

But he remembers the terrified cries of Kunafa when the pack of Doshaguma attacked. Sighing, Xavier leans back and adjusts his greaves. He was lucky to manage the fight away from the village. " Such as those Doshaguma invading Kunafa. Their alpha was no longer fearful of Rey Dau's warning... It had to be slain. "

Whether she cares to understand the direness of that situation, he cares not. What is done is done.

" But... the captured monsters stay with the ecologists. " He does a final tug on his greave and points in the general direction. " They keep them past the docks. "

[uchivstheworld]

Nu Udra, The Black Flame. This gloam-eyed beast could only be a consequence of the crucible.

[afurisiit]

getting the bale armor was absolutely worth it!! it fits xavier's aesthetic perfectly

[afurisiit]

𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲 but oughh i'm feeling it in my jiblets. we will beat it soon!!!!!

[afurisiit]

𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐨, still have yet to defeat savage omega, but i've been so obsessed with fighting this guy. it's like hold on i gotta go have my dopamine hit

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crying screaming frowing uP

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i've come to love using gunlance but i don't have a good lore reason for how xavier uses it while he's blind. he's just built different crosses my arms >:T

[wylkstone]

HIS EYES LIGHT UP AT XAVIER'S MUSINGS. He would be able to hear it in the boy's voice—the bubbling up of excitement and elation that he can barely keep contained. Nata's extroverted nature is a far cry from his timid self when they had first met. "You think I could finally try my hand at practicing with a Sword and Shield, soon?"

Ah, but therein lies one of his flaws. The child is often times too hasty. He forgets that after everything he has witnessed, he is still a fledgling—one that needed time to grow, one that needed to be patient with his training. Any opportunity he saw for a chance to train, he seized.

"I . . . I want to try something new, sir! The bow has come in handy a number of times, but there's still so much I've yet to learn." He admits.

[afurisiit]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭. Then he takes another bite of his sweet treat, allowing a tantalizing amount for the poor child to wriggle in anticipation.

At least he didn't choose something twice his size. Sure, the bow is plenty large. It took the lad a bit to simply get used to managing its stature while remaining nimble. It's a good starting weapon when learning the attack patterns of certain beasts. Sword and shield though...

" We can get you a set, " Xavier says, looking in the direction of the undeniable heat of the blacksmith's. " Gemma would be able to forge it by dusk, but... " A finger lifts, and he waggles it in an odd rhythm. " You'll be training on the training dummy for a few weeks... "

[afurisiit]

xavier aura-farming moments

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐤𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐬. Its hooked beak hovers low to the ground in front of the boy– swaying and chittering as it watches the boy. There's uncertainty in his breath, in his posture... The wyvern is by no means small. It understands it appear as a threat to the hairless welps, but... its other-half smells similar.

So, the Seikret stretches its forelimbs out and... plops onto its side. Its legs are tucked close to its side, and it stretches a wing out to desperse heat ( but also to be cute ). It trills louder, and louder... until its blind counter part comes around the makeshift shelter's entrance.

Xavier squints. His singular eye adjusting to the change of light. Features soften, and he directs his head angle to the distinct trills... and @wylkstone. " Is he bothering you... " The man hums, " ...Nata, is it? Would you like me to move him? "

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cleaner icons / borders heheh

[afurisiit]

𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝟎𝟎𝟏. Motorcycle was the literal black sheep of its flock. It was trained with the people of Kunafa and was complimented on its remarkable wit and courage facing monsters, but the Seikret didn't bond with any potential riders. Other Seikrets also often harassed it, causing harm if there was no human intervention.

Until Xavier came along. Xavier wasn't keen after his first ride with the small, bird wyverns at first. He didn't care to learn to expertly ride one, nor initiate any interest, since the first one he road wasn't aware of his blindness ( which he doesn't blame the animal for at all ).

But upon spotting a fellow black sheep, the melanistic Seikret felt a bond with him.

Xavier wasn't expecting the Seikret to coo upon approach, or to slowly push beneath his palm to alert the man of its presence. This Seikret was aware there was something different about him, and it immediately calmed the hunter compared to the last one he rode.

Motorcycle, as Xavier strangely called it, took further notice of its new master's disability during their first hunt. Xavier could hunt well without it– listening to cues and feeling vibrations beneath his feet. But the Seikret took it to another level by instinctively alerting Xavier by running around the monster and signaling him with certain calls to let him know where to strike.

It took Xavier a little bit to understand what the Seikret was trying to do, but now they're in perfect sync and nearly impossible to separate.

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motorcycle being cutesy? motorcycle being cutesyyy

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im already wanting to change on all the thread graphics to something elseeee

[wylkstone]

NATA SHAKES HIS HEAD, a soft little 'mn-nn' spoken to confirm his unfamiliarity . . . and his culinary curiosity. He'd been told that it was sweet and chewy. Xavier's gently advice seemed to confirm this—Nata would have to make a mental note not to overindulge.

"Of course!" He nods with a smile as the spare Dango stick is taken in the Hunter's hand. For being so young, Nata is an astonishingly unfastidious child when it came to food. Given that trying new things had been a positive experience, he didn't exactly turn his nose away from raw fish—provided it was well prepared.

With that, he stands at his mentor's side, quietly taking in his surroundings. The Grand Hub had been painted pink with lush arrangements of cherry blossoms, yet somehow it wasn't too intense. The colors were soft and pastel, easy on the eyes. When lamplight hit the trees at night, it created a warm glow, but he particularly liked to admire the cherry trees in the morning.

"To think they put all of this together just for us . . ." He mulled, reflecting back on how far they'd come since the Expedition first began.

[afurisiit]

𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰, 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐨. Xavier's eye closes softly, and the sickly familiar taste entangles his memory in nostalgia. He used to know what these looked like. The memory is there– hidden behind a foggy haze.

Even though the scents of this place overwhelm him, the sights of it used to give him a headache as well. Perhaps longing is the best word suited for this tightness swelling in his chest... To see the decorations, the outfits many of the guild fashioned for the occasion... He doesn't miss all the pink, though... His nose scrunches momentarily at the thought, but he takes another bite. It's why he usually only lingered for an evening back in the day.

" Aye, " he leans an elbow on his thigh. " The Festival of the Accord; it's to usher in spring and new... beginnings. It's a good time as any to decide if you want to accomplish anything for the summer... Young hunters usually choose new techniques. "

[aeinsof]

ah, adapted then. it made sense, though his proficiency was already on par with a sighted hunter- there was very little to compare and contrast here with such an odd case. she'd need to study this more.

"no, though i would love to observe a hunt or two of yours in the future- if you'll have me, of course." spoken oh so sweetly.

[afurisiit]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐝– a false sense of sincerity when he KNOWS the guild. His tuning hastens. Not even a sightless glance flickers towards the woman. All it will take is a mere cut of his flesh for the oily ichor to draw more attention than his skill.

" ...Depends. " A hum lingers in his voice as fingers inspect his handiwork. " Will you be getting in my way? "