Hope for the Future...

I fought for my future, the one I have now. I'll do anything to protect him, My Hope. (Final Fantasy 13-2 Noel Kreiss blog. Associated with EA will RP with anyone!)

[childrenofestheim]

One and the Same

[aloneinadyingworld]

Lifeless bodies were easy to move. They didn’t fight or ask why, they just moved where you wanted them too. Once the woman was wrapped up Noel lifted the victim over his shoulder and took her about half a block down under a small bridge. Rather than leave her in the water where she could float down and be found easily, he hid the body in the scaffolding under the bridge out of sight. It would be a long time before anyone noticed and by the time anyone smelled it, decomposition would take care of most evidence already. It was too risky to move her any further. 

The sound of the water running was a little reassuring but Noel harbored a lot of questions about this kid. Since there’s a bit of a truce going on maybe he could get some answers. The biggest question… 

“How long have you been doing this,” he asked. “Why did you even start?”

[childrenofestheim]

“A while.” He stated with a shurg, unable to remember how long it had actually been. 

“Something just clicked one day while hunting one day. I realized how much I love blood, guts, gore, and most importantly causing pain~” His eyes just lit up as he spoke, nearly giggling in delight. 

“So yeah, I’m fucked up. Apparently though you’ve got a few screws loose as well. Must be genetic~”

[aloneinadyingworld]

“Don’t get too excited. Again, we’re nothing alike. I did what I had to so I could protect what was mine. Doing it right keeps you safe. You’re a kid gone mad that’s ended up in my lap,” Noel responded. 

While Noel didn’t think much of himself, after what he’d become because of his circumstances, he was sure that any other version of him would have done well to take care of their own, or leave behind a situation where his kids would be safe without him. If his life could change this much, theirs could to. He still wasn’t willing to regard this child as ‘his own’ but letting him loose as he was the less desireable. 

“Click or not, it’s an escalation to go from animals to people and hunting to murder. You must have been a sloppy hunter too.” Something else must of have happened, even if he didn’t realize it. No one’s born crazy, right? Not that anything in the past made any difference right now or in the near future since he was somewhat stuck with his unwanted guest. 

“The first piece of advice I’ll give you is this: Don’t play in public.” 

[childrenofestheim]

One and the Same

[aloneinadyingworld]

It was startling to hear someone request something like that of him. Almost no one knew he did this at all, let alone wanted advice. The fact that the young man was so casual about it at all was enough to show that he was lacking in empathy, just as Noel was. However, it still felt wrong in some way to take someone so young and lead them in that direction. He had his reservations and he could think them over for a moment. 

In his head, he could hear Hope, in all his rationale, asking him to take him and show him another way. His lover would probably think this child could be saved. It was hard to say, there was no hope for Noel. 

“Take it easy, I’m not making any promises just yet. For now,” he replied, jogging over to pull off the fabric of an awning nearby, “let’s get her all wrapped up before someone sees. After we can use an outer faucet to wash at least some of this stuff off. We don’t have to leave it spotless, if we can contaminate the scene with some water run off they won’t have anything.”

[childrenofestheim]

“Fine.” They could talk more later. 

With a firm nod he helped Noel tightly roll up the corpse as he said a silent goodbye to his little art project. Oh well, there would be plenty of others. If Noel wasn’t going to teach him anything,  then he would just skip out to the Wildlands to hunt there. 

While he left actually disposing of the corpse to Noel, he quickly was able to find a near by facet and turned it on full blast. Within no time the blood was quickly being washed away and disappearing into the sewers. Only when there was no big stains left did Liam shut it off. 

[aloneinadyingworld]

Lifeless bodies were easy to move. They didn’t fight or ask why, they just moved where you wanted them too. Once the woman was wrapped up Noel lifted the victim over his shoulder and took her about half a block down under a small bridge. Rather than leave her in the water where she could float down and be found easily, he hid the body in the scaffolding under the bridge out of sight. It would be a long time before anyone noticed and by the time anyone smelled it, decomposition would take care of most evidence already. It was too risky to move her any further. 

The sound of the water running was a little reassuring but Noel harbored a lot of questions about this kid. Since there’s a bit of a truce going on maybe he could get some answers. The biggest question... 

“How long have you been doing this,” he asked. “Why did you even start?”

[childrenofestheim]

One and the Same

[aloneinadyingworld]

“Damn,” he thought. “That’s why there was a sense of familiarity.” 

It wasn’t that he would ever consider some other Noels’ child his own responsibility, but the fact was they shared blood and apparently, an interest in snuffing out life. If anything, he was curious as to why this kid would be dropped here of all places. Maybe it wasn’t time to kill him just yet. Leaving his blood behind would raise questions and the priority became cleaning up this mess. The child would be dealt with later.

“You’re right, I don’t care. For the record, I’m not your father, don’t call me that. Here’s the reality, we share DNA. Your blood, your hair, your grimy little skin flakes are all half of me and I don’t need that lying around in this mess. You really want to get caught, or do you want to shove the angsty teen attitude long enough to clear this mess so no one has to run from the authorities for a while?” It wasn’t a polite offer, but it was an offer to help.

[childrenofestheim]

Well this Noel certainly didn’t waste any time beating around the bush or sugar coating it, but it was enough to make Liam sheath his weapon and think it over for a few moments. 

“Fine.” He could keep his mouth shut for a little while. As it had been said this wasn’t his father, so there was no reason to be to judgmental for the moment. 

Doesn’t sound like he’s planning to stab me in the back. 

“I’ll help you clean up my own mess, but only if you teach me more about murder that I don’t already know.”

[aloneinadyingworld]

It was startling to hear someone request something like that of him. Almost no one knew he did this at all, let alone wanted advice. The fact that the young man was so casual about it at all was enough to show that he was lacking in empathy, just as Noel was. However, it still felt wrong in some way to take someone so young and lead them in that direction. He had his reservations and he could think them over for a moment. 

In his head, he could hear Hope, in all his rationale, asking him to take him and show him another way. His lover would probably think this child could be saved. It was hard to say, there was no hope for Noel. 

“Take it easy, I’m not making any promises just yet. For now,” he replied, jogging over to pull off the fabric of an awning nearby, “let’s get her all wrapped up before someone sees. After we can use an outer faucet to wash at least some of this stuff off. We don’t have to leave it spotless, if we can contaminate the scene with some water run off they won’t have anything.”

[childrenofestheim]

One and the Same

[aloneinadyingworld]

‘-not to get caught directly.’ Noel watched as he stuck a bloody rag in his pocket and just shook his head. There was plenty wrong with what was going on and his casual attitude explained his reckless behavior. 

“You’re overlooking the fact that you have a witness, just me so long as no one else has strolled by as well.” As well as all that evidence in his pocket if he got stopped. 

The blood cascaded down the street rippling and reflecting light as it tumbled over the texture of the concrete. It was comparable to a shallow stream over the rocks, but there was no enjoying it for the moment. 

“I think I’m all done with threats, but it’s worth saying that I’m going to kill you because this is my space. There’s not enough room for two of us. I think it’s petty you’re looking for attention. Guess mommy and daddy didn’t hang your pictures on the fridge and now you’re painting all over my sidewalk.” 

[childrenofestheim]

Ahh so that was it, he had stepped in someone elses territory. An honest mistake on his part, but he wasn’t going to bother with apologizing after the damage was already done.

“Not that you’d care, but my mother’s dead and my father’s just as fucked up as I am. Seems I ran away from him for nothing considering you share the same rotten face.”

With a sigh he took a cautious step back as he mentally prepared himself for battle, showing no signs of fear.

“So then father a battle to the death is it?”

[aloneinadyingworld]

“Damn,” he thought. “That’s why there was a sense of familiarity.” 

It wasn’t that he would ever consider some other Noels’ child his own responsibility, but the fact was they shared blood and apparently, an interest in snuffing out life. If anything, he was curious as to why this kid would be dropped here of all places. Maybe it wasn’t time to kill him just yet. Leaving his blood behind would raise questions and the priority became cleaning up this mess. The child would be dealt with later.

“You’re right, I don’t care. For the record, I’m not your father, don’t call me that. Here’s the reality, we share DNA. Your blood, your hair, your grimy little skin flakes are all half of me and I don’t need that lying around in this mess. You really want to get caught, or do you want to shove the angsty teen attitude long enough to clear this mess so no one has to run from the authorities for a while?” It wasn’t a polite offer, but it was an offer to help.

[childrenofestheim]

One and the Same

[childrenofestheim]

“Awww that’s cute, you think I care.” With a chuckle and an eye roll, he then turned back to his half dead victim that was very much in danger of bleeding out by now. “You hear that? He thinks I care about making the mess.” With a swift swipe of his blade he then slit the woman’s throat to end her life, letting out a satisfied hum as he watched her blood flow before casually turning back to Noel.

“Now where we again Mr. Kill Joy? You can judge my messy methods all you’d like but I still won’t change them. Hell the idea of getting the authorities to notice my work is even a little exciting. I may not look like it but I’m at least smart enough not to get caught directly.”

Flicking the blood off his sword he than took a rag out of his pocket to quickly wipe the blade clean before sticking it back in his pocket.

“So then you gonna threaten me some more or what? I have better things to do you know.” 

[aloneinadyingworld]

‘-not to get caught directly.’ Noel watched as he stuck a bloody rag in his pocket and just shook his head. There was plenty wrong with what was going on and his casual attitude explained his reckless behavior. 

“You’re overlooking the fact that you have a witness, just me so long as no one else has strolled by as well.” As well as all that evidence in his pocket if he got stopped. 

The blood cascaded down the street rippling and reflecting light as it tumbled over the texture of the concrete. It was comparable to a shallow stream over the rocks, but there was no enjoying it for the moment. 

“I think I’m all done with threats, but it’s worth saying that I’m going to kill you because this is my space. There’s not enough room for two of us. I think it’s petty you’re looking for attention. Guess mommy and daddy didn’t hang your pictures on the fridge and now you’re painting all over my sidewalk.” 

[childrenofestheim]

One and the Same

@aloneinadyingworld

It had been a little while since Liam had found himself in Luxerion since Etro of all people had answered his prayers. Quite ironic that he was to end up in a timeline where the Goddess had perished, perhaps a sign that it was wise of him to run away when his father asked to be killed.

With his sadistic habits still the same as always, the brunette took the slums of the city and often scouted out anyone that just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Tonights victim was an innocent young woman, and while she screamed and begged for mercy when he cornered her at the end of an alleyway, he only laughed as he continued to stab her to death, making sure he didn’t get any vital points just yet. 

Unfortunately her dying screams of agony had attracted someone, making Liam growl at the approaching footsteps. Pulling his blood stained sword out, he turned and growled at his intruder. 

“Don’t you dare disrupt my art or you’ll be next.” He then warned in a growl, only to blink a moment once he recognized the man watching him. 

“Fucking hell, of course it’d have to be you all of people that would catch me.” Even though he knew the man before him wasn’t his father, it left a sour taste in his mouth that was all to clear in his tone. 

[aloneinadyingworld]

Noel has always had a way of doing things. It was meticulous, careful and very effective. It also was the reason he’d gone unnoticed for so long. His freedom was worth the effort it took to do things right the first time. 

When others were impulsive, bad things happened. Bad things like, police out in force, investigations going on in town and pedestrians suddenly aware of strangers. Heightened senses made people cautious and less trusting. Thankfully Noel prowled his territory alone. 

Or so he thought. 

When the terrible screaming echoed, he felt himself stop. If he’d had any sympathy left for the loss of a life, he would be rushing to help. The best he could do, was roll his eyes, ‘Let’s hope it’s just a gunpoint robbery or a domestic dispute.’

As he headed the short distance to scene of whatever was waiting for him, he turned the corner and felt a bit of seething anger. The scene was a familiar one to him and everything about it was wrong. 

The young man turned around, issuing a warning. It was comical at first until Noel could see a small familiarity in him, or at least the way he looked. More importantly, there was mess. Cops don’t like messes. 

He clenched his fists, “You call this messy chop job, art? If you had any idea what the hell you were doing you wouldn’t be leaving a treasure map of clues behind and you’d have more sense than to let someone come up on you.” 

Noel took another step closer, peering into the young mans eyes as much as he could to ensure there was no misunderstanding, “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t finish off your sloppy job and you.” 

[aloneinadyingworld]

Something to Remember Him By

[children-of-estheim-blog]

“Well see, but I don’t think this city could handle the both of us.” He muttered. Plus it was clear that Noel was a little more on the…Collecting side. While he could stomach blood and some gore no problem, he preferred to just get it over with.

Scrawling down the names he needed gone he slid the paper over, trusting that Noel would burn it once he was done.

“Doesn’t matter who goes first. Though I suggest spacing the murders out a bit so no one rises in suspicions. I prefer a little ‘accident’ or just a mysterious disappearance then letting the authorities in on there’s a serial killer on the loose.”

[aloneinadyingworld]

“You mean your serial killer is on the loose. If they haven’t figured out there’s another one in town then you need a new set of public security... but that’s not any of my business. Every large city has one or two at any given time.” Noel wasn’t used to making things look like an accident. He could make someone disappear easy. 

“I might need to brush up on my accident skills, but either way, you have my word that they won’t be a problem to you again.” 

[aloneinadyingworld]

“Went mug shopping today.  Got something neat for everyone.  Here’s yours.”

“Awww yes,” Noel smiled. “I’m good at both, I’ll put my beer in here from now on.” 

[aloneinadyingworld]

Something to Remember Him By

[children-of-estheim-blog]

“I won’t deny that I miss killing people that I need silenced, but I’m not going to risk being dragged off to some mental hospital and be ‘treated’. You seem to be discreet enough despite your apparent hobby of collecting, so have fun working in the shadows for me.”

He had promised Isaac that he wouldn’t kill again, not outside of self defense anyway.

“You’re here, so do you want the other names I have for you now? One of the first thing’s I did was sound proof my office so this all stays between us. I check for bugs on a daily basis to be sure of it.”

[aloneinadyingworld]

Noel considered what he said for a moment. At least he wasn’t denying it. There was always a rush when he killed someone and it was probably the same for his employer. What was interesting is that he admitted he missed it. Maybe there was hope for him after all. 

“Well if you ever change your mind, we could have a good time with no one knowing about it. You know, someone that understands your particular type of fun....” he cleared his throat. “I’ll gladly take a few names. It’s been a while. I’m not one to deprive myself of a chance to kill anyone.” 

[hikamitz]

13 Days of Final Fantasy XIII

Day 12: Time

Puberty: A Final Fantasy XIII Tale

[fangoftheyun-blog]

The decision to not fight their war felt liberating and at the same time it was difficult to agree to.  Noel’s plan for survival sounded like it was what they should be doing.  Fang’s too used to having to fight for things that helping kill these things felt natural to her.  He’s right.  This isn’t their battle.  Theirs is getting home.  Taking those things down probably will come sooner or later, but for now, search the safer areas. 

“You’re right.  It’s suspicious.  Even Cocoon and Pulse had a sense of history, even if it was all Fal’cie bullshit.”  Fang got herself ready, they didn’t have much time to speculate on it for now.  Now they needed to come up with a reason to have fallen behind that would appease their superiors.  “My equipment jammed, and you stayed behind to help fix it?”

Something small and sounds plausible was the excuse that she wanted to go for.  Sounded better and more helpful than them slacking off speculating the nature of things.  Fang’s attention gazed back to the walls.  Something about them didn’t seem right.  Probably the false sense of security that they offered.

“We should go.  That way we can start finishing the course and if we are questioned, we can give that ‘alibi’, unless you got a better idea.”

[aloneinadyingworld]

Noel was half tempted to just physically break something on their gear to make the story stick. “I can just shove a stick into my engine and I doubt anyone would argue that I collided with a tree,” he laughed lightly. 

Not everyone was as much of a natural as Fang was. She just had the internal balance. Noel had trouble catching on and still threw his weight just a little too much at times. “We can’t all be 3D Gear superstars like Fang.” 

After safely getting himself down to the ground he found a sizeable stick and tried to reach around enough to jab it into his motor. After a couple good tries he just handed it to Fang. “Stick this in there and just break it off.” 

[aloneinadyingworld]

Something to Remember Him By

[children-of-estheim-blog]

“The simple fact of knowing the man is dead is good enough for me. I can see why someone like you can take little prizes to remember your work, but I’d rather not have such disturbing evidence in my possession.”

Simple logic really. If his boyfriend started poking around his place one day he could find such a thing, and that would lead to dozens of questions…Not to mention that Isaac also had a rather weak stomach.

“So I’ll pass, it’s all yours.”

[aloneinadyingworld]

“Ok, fair enough,” Noel replied. He rolled the jar between his hands and tried to read his face. 

“’Someone like you’,” he echoed back at Page. “It’s strange to hear you say that. We’re the same kind of person and it’s too bad you made yourself a public person and left the game.” He openly spun the bottle around on the counter, knowing that at first glance no one would know it was brain tissue. It just looked like a small grey blob in a jar. “It’s more fun on my side... No one stays gone forever..”

[roleplayerxshoutouts]

“aloneinadyingworld has an excellent Noel. They bring Noel to life in such an amazing way! From a serial killer Noel to cannon Noel, the mun really shows the passion for the character. One of my favorite muns to work with.”

[aloneinadyingworld]

I’m posting so it shows activity I am here I swear!!!! 

[fangoftheyun-blog]

If you want to talk rocket science and theories of other things like that, Noel wasn’t your man.  If you wanted to talk strategy on survival, he was.  Fang’s experience revolved around beating the absolute crap out of every enemy that got in her way.  That’s why she thought going outside of the walls was their best option on finding a way home.

So Fang paused and gave consideration to his words.  They were under no obligation to join the scouts and go outside the walls.  Their obligation was finding a way home.  Silently, she tilted her head to the side at the mention of possible magic.

“It’s true, we may not be strong enough to use it, but there is a connection to our world somewhere.” 

If there weren’t, then her usual darkness would be gone instead of the flicker within her.  It would likely grow stronger is she were to try and tap into the emotions of the world in an emergency, hopefully, but at this moment she didn’t particularly care to test that.  Not with rookies flying around with sharp pointed objects.  It was there though, and perhaps it of itself is what is giving her this hope of hers. “There’s just too many of them to think about killin’ them all.  It would be nice ta sit back and let someone else worry about the world for once.”

In the end, she agreed with Noel.  She’s right, all they have to do is survive, but her tactics weren’t wrong.  However, they were the hard way of doing things.  “So Military Police then?  Beats the wild goose chase of leaving these creepy walls now that you mention it.  There’s the memory thing, and is it just me or do those walls give off a creepy vibe?”

They would need to get training again soon, or certainly their instructors would notice them slacking off.  That would end in trouble too.  Even if Fang felt she can take anything they dish out, they needed to blend in and do what they were supposed to.  Reach top ten, and the high class life it is.

[aloneinadyingworld]

It was nice to have Fang on his side, but as always the sense of justice, even for a world he didn’t belong to, was strong. Fang was always one to charge head on, and he wasn’t usually one to take that from her, but these things were out of everyone’s league. For safety reasons it seemed practical to just check the safe area first.

“We don’t have to commit to anything forever. I mean as far as I can tell, there’s no reason we can’t change our minds later on, after we’ve cleared out the safer area.” 

From behind them there were a few more people swinging by, meaning the next group was going at it and they were fairly far behind. 

“I won’t lie, I’m used to a lot of history. For us, it was important, but somethings definitely not right when no one remembers what happened. How do you even erase such a thing? Do people not pass down their own stories?”

[aloneinadyingworld]

Something to Remember Him By

[children-of-estheim-blog]

“I…See…” Page muttered, staring at the jar that was now in his hand. This had to be the most awkward gift he had received in his lifetime, nothing could top this.

Well now I feel sane…The pinkette thought to himself silently, suddenly pretty confident in his own mental health.

Clearing his throat, he gently handed the brain jar back to hunter as he did his best to politely string words together.

“While I do appreciate the gesture I uh…I’d rather just not…”

[aloneinadyingworld]

Admittedly, Noel was very surprised. Perhaps he had misjudged him in this sense and they weren’t in fact as much alike as the thought they were. 

“Interesting. You struck me as a man of power that much like myself, enjoyed the idea of having a sort of reminder that you’ve brought demise against those who’ve wronged you.” 

He swirled the bottle a little and watched a small bit of matter as it twirled and twirled. If it had feet, it could have been an ballerina. “Maybe we’re not the same after all... Or is this just something that’s bitten you enough that you’re twice shy?”

[aloneinadyingworld]

Ok guys so I’ve been a cruddy rp partner and all caught up in my now personal blog but I have three drafts saved and one Olive is in bed sound asleep I will be responding to them. 

I will also be making a genuine effort to keep up with them the best that I can as well. I apologize for all the waiting. My muse has been slumpy and I overdid writing with my last fanfic and it just drained me more than I realized. 

I’ll also be on Skype =) 

Now for the hard part... Olivia’s bedtime.. x.x