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          ❝ A Lapis Lazuli ? ❞  

          Steven had told her once, during a very brief encounter, about a Peridot that had joined the Crystal Gems in her absence - but he had never mentioned a Lapis. Was she one of Blue’s ? Yellow’s ? Had she even been on Earth before ? Rose had been of the belief that only those from Earth had been brought here, given that she had only come across Steven during her time spent wandering around - but it was possible for them to have stolen from Homeworld too, she supposed ( though she couldn’t discern any obvious diamond motifs on her clothing that would signify whose authority she was under ). Hopefully if they were from Homeworld, her identity wouldn’t cause them too much distress. She had no doubt that the other Diamonds had made her out to be a figure to be feared, or at the very least despised. 

           ❝ ... Well, despite the circumstances being as unfortunate as they are, I’m glad to see another Gem here.  ❞

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alright alright alright... i’m going to get on those four starters i plotted out asap but while i’m in a writing mood, i’m also going to throw up a starter call for anyone else who might like one ! uncapped but selective for now !

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rozmaity:

it was to be expected. blake had been getting looks left and right for majority of the day. some people whispered and pointed, others stared long enough for her to notice, only for the individuals to turn away in embarrassment and carry on with their day. the faunus was never really comfortable with being the center of attention. it was only when she had been bathed in shadows, staying lithe and quiet behind the scenes as those more prideful than her took the attention in stride. negative attention, that is.

all her life she had been labeled a freak to human society by merely existing. for these wounds to indirectly rehash unpleasant memories was just another kick in the gut. it was difficult… not dwelling on the past. she should count herself as lucky there was someone who was willing to let her open up. 

unfortunately, blake still chose to stay a chest under lock and key. 

a feline ear swivels to the gentle voice beckoning her, gaze trailing up to meet the taller woman’s. blake could not help herself but to tilt her head in curiosity as she so politely offered an ear to speak into. all the faunus could do was give a tired smile as a first response.

“ i appreciate the offer, but i’m alright. ” a pause, shoving her hands into her coat pockets before shrugging nonchalantly. “ it looks worse than it feels. ”

          ❝ I wasn’t talking about your wound, but of course. It’s up to you. ❞

          In reality, Rose wasn’t entirely sure it was ‘alright’ to let her just bottle up whatever she was feeling ( and she could certainly sense something coming from the girl, even if her empathetic link with others wasn’t as powerful as it had been in the past ) - but pushing her to let it out wouldn’t be beneficial either. It had to be on her own time, of her own volition. A troubling truth, but one she had no choice but to accept. Still, even if she wasn’t going to speak about what was affecting her so much, Rose felt that a little company wouldn’t hurt. 

          Words weren’t the only way to soothe someone after all. 

          ❝ ... It really is a shame that these eclipses happen so often, isn’t it ? I miss being able to see the stars and the moon shining at night. They always reminded me of home. Not the best memories in the world, I suppose, but home is home all the same. ❞ Small talk was all she could really do at this point. Rose was never one to stay in silence - though she wouldn’t press her newfound companion to speak if she didn’t want to. Her words were just there to fill the quiet night that had fallen around the pair. ❝ Not to mention, the lack of sunlight. Organic beings need a certain amount of light in order to thrive, don’t they ? I guess they’re similar to plants in that sense. ❞

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scyphozoas:

Bortz gave “lapis” an incredulous look on their face. They just gave off an air of “troublemaker”. But, They were planning their attack so Bortz needed to keep their temper under control. They looked to Rose and Cinnabar, listening to them throw around team names. Thank god Adamant never made them do this. It would have taken most gems forever to come up with a name for themselves.

“I’m fine with ‘The Gems’. It’s decided.  Now, we have some more pressing things to talk about. What powers were taken away from everyone?” Bortz interjected quickly. Time was valuable and they were not going to waste anymore of it. Especially if it ended up with them being at a huge disadvantage. This was especially going to be an ego punch for the diamond having to admit they were weakened. But, it was important for them to gain back that strength through this event.

Bortz honestly hated this place.

“….My hair is no longer strong enough to cover for any hard hitting attacks, or be used to attack. And, my strength is also we– less than before.” They hated admitting that their hardness had possibly gone down.

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It’s strange to hear Phosphophyllite answer to the name of Lapis, and even stranger to see that Bortz hasn’t dropped the misnomer. A brow quirks in response to these antics, but nothing more. Whatever this is, it isn’t their business.

“ That’s fine. ‘The Gems’ it is. ” Cinnabar shrugs in agreement, approving the name with a lift of their shoulders. ‘The Gems’, ‘Take Us Home’ — it doesn’t matter either way, so long as they get started. “ As for our abilities… My poison was weakened. I can still use it to fight, but the poison itself isn’t as destructive as it used to be. ”

The plants won’t die, and the earth doesn’t wither, even when they tread the island shore. How it might impact other Gems is another matter, but if being trapped here means they would never hurt anyone ( or anything ) again, then it may be best if they stayed in this world. It’s a sentiment they could never reveal to the others — not to Rose Quartz, and certainly not to Bortz or Phosphophyllite. “ I still wouldn’t risk coming into contact with it, though. Just because the effects aren’t as visible doesn’t mean they don’t exist. “

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‘The Gems’ is certainly fine. Simple and easy. Though Phosphophyllite is still feeling the ‘Take Us Home’ name. “Seems like I can’t do big things with my arms, or for too long.” They demonstrate by altering its shape, turning into several thin branches that don’t either go too high, or too far. “It’s a bit of a bother, but it’s something.” And back to arms they go. It’s weird to think Bortz’s hardness isn’t the same as it should be, and while old Phos would definitely make a friendly jab at it, the current one doesn’t. It’s a bit worrisome, if anything.

Cinnabar’s poison, however, is still reason for relief. Perhaps finding a job for them this time around would be easier.

“Since you’re different from us, is there something you can do, Rose? Also, uh. You should probably have this.” Now that their team name has been submitted and acknowledged, Phosphohyllite hands the taller Gem the beacon kit. All of that looks absolutely alien to them, so hopefully Rose Quartz knows how to handle that thing.

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          Hearing them explain their own individual powers was rather interesting. It definitely added to the culture shock, but Rose could live with that. Cinnabar and liquid mercury were not an out of place combination given what she understood about the makeup of the gemstone itself - though she was a little curious about Bortz hair and Phos’ - well, those limbs were definitely something. What were their arms even made of ? But once again she had to remind herself to leave questions for another time. 

          Now was not the place. 

          ❝ Oh ! Usually, I would have been able to do a few useful things - healing and such - but since I arrived here, I’ve found myself pretty limited. As far as I’m aware, I am still able to adjust my physical mass and, well, I guess the best way to put it is that I can jump really high. ❞ She took the bag with a smile, looking at its contents for a moment, affirming they were what they said. Why did it feel like she was the leader again ? Oh well. ❝ But that might work for the better - placing these in places normal people wouldn’t be able to reach, that is. At least we can count that some sort of advantage ? ❞ Now it was only a matter of figuring out where to start. 

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shichizai:

shinseida:

scyphozoas:

Bortz was definitely not enjoying the current situation. A team of four felt wrong. But, if it was in the rules, they had to follow along. The second thing they were not enjoying was being stuck with a confused Lapis. At least Cinnabar was there and Rose, they suppose. But, to rely on someone who obviously wasn’t doing well mentally was very concerning.

“As long as Lapis doesn’t say anything dumb, I’m fine with that.” They weren’t, but teamwork came first as Adamant had always taught them. They squat down with their arms resting on the lap. A team name? Why would they need that? Bortz tried to think of something, feeling their mind coming to a blank. 

“I don’t know, Maybe Cinnabar and Lapis can decide that.”

First of all: They never agreed to join this team.

Second of all: Why would anyone think that Cinnabar, of all people, had enough team spirit to come up with a name. It’s Bortz who offers the suggestion though, so they’ll hold their tongue for now.

“ A… name, is it… ” Is it really mandatory, is what they want to say, but clearly this is a prerequisite for… whatever they need to do. As unaccustomed as they are to working with partners, cooperative teamwork is the only way to prevent their imminent doom. Gems may be immortal, but they do shatter — so for the sakes of Bortz, Rose Quartz, and… Phosphophyllite, they are willing to comply with the venture. Just this once. “ Tch. How would I know. We have three Gems from my world and a Rose Quartz. Might as well just call it Rose and Company, for the sake of time and simplicity. ”

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Being referred to as Lapis is a funny feeling, considering what they have told their name is to this Rose Quartz, and Cinnabar just… being around. But at least that’s not too important. At least it should make Bortz more willing to cooperate, yeah? “Uh, yeah, I think I’m fine. No dumb things coming from this Lapis’ mouth, nope.” You’re doing AMAZING, Phosphophyllite. Keep it up, and it surely won’t make things more uncomfortable and awkward! “Maybe ‘Rose and the Gems’? … or not, I guess. Rose is a Gem like us too.” It’s hard to remember that, really, when she looks like that and the three of them like this. Still getting used to that.

“Is it that important? Can’t we just call ourselves a team and call it a day? We have to walk around and put this thing in places.” They inspect the gun, an object they have never really seen anything like before, before turning their attention to the other three. Somehow, this feels just like the old times - times of each Phos may not remember well, but the feeling of nostalgia would always be there. “What about the ‘Take Us Home’ team? Maybe they’ll listen to us.”

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           ❝ From the sounds of things, we have to pick out a name or else we won’t be allowed to participate. And if we don’t participate then - well, we might as well come up with something ! ❞ Hadn’t it been a threat if they didn’t take party in this little activity ? In this game of theirs ? She didn’t want her new found companions to suffer, so it sounded better to go along with the whims of those in control. At least for the time being.

          ‘Rose and Company’ was fine, but she didn’t feel it was right to be the center of attention - and ‘Take Us Home’ was rather cute too, but she didn’t want to provoke the powers behind their prison just yet. Not if it would have unpleasant consequences. Yet, whenever Rose tried to think of a name, all she could come up with was ‘The Crystal Gems’ - a shame that name was already taken. Focus Rose - a name - a name for a Rose Quartz, a Bortz, a Cinnabar and a Phos- Lapis ? Well, that was a question for another time. Her own identity was a bit of a mess too, so she couldn’t exactly fault another. 

          ❝ How about just... ‘The Gems’ ? It’s fitting, right ? And the quicker we pick the name, the faster we can do what we’re supposed to. ❞ 

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@breagachs ➤ @shinseida ➤ @scyphozoas!

To say this isn’t just a bit awkward would be a lie, because this is the very opposite. It’s incredibly awkward. Gems like them, Cinnabar and Bortz would be used to teaming up (perhaps not Cinnabar, per se, but still), yet to do it when Phosphophyllite had just been planning on leaving the Moon and perform a sneak attack on Adamant is just plain stressful. 

Not that Cinnabar or Bortz know, but it doesn’t make any less weird. At least that other Gem - Rose Quartz, right - is there to make things less awkward and more uncomfortable.

“So. Uh. Teams.” You’re not making it any better, Phos. Just relax. “I guess we are one…” Great detective skills. Why don’t you just stay quiet, Phos? “What’s even a beacon, anyways?”

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          There was a tension in the air. All three of these Gems hailed from the same world - yet, this wasn’t the atmosphere one would expect from a family. Had they had an argument of some kind ? From her time on Earth, Rose had learned squabbles between families had been common enough, so it was certainly possible. Still, they had to get through this one way or another so she supposed for now, she would have to push them towards their objective, albeit delicately. There was no need to cause anymore discontent  ❝ Seems like it ! But I’m sure we’ll be able to do whatever we need to, as long as we stick together. ❞ Yes, push cooperation and teamwork. Focus on the duty at hand rather than whatever had come between them. 

           ❝ But a beacon is a light source - a really powerful one that usually serves as a signal of some sort. Since this place doesn’t seem to have much electricity, they might be using them as a light source so people who aren’t able to see in the dark can move about at night ? ❞ Not that she could be certain of that, but now wasn’t really a time for theories. ❝ Either way, it seems all we have to do is place a couple around the city. That sounds simple enough ! Oh, but they did say we need to pick a name for our little team didn’t they ? Does anyone have any ideas ? ❞ 

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moonslicers:

The subject of gemkind, and life coming hand-in-hand with destruction… it fascinates him. Another train of thought has taken the rails, however, and when she asks of him and his roots, Adam turns to look off in a different direction, sharp frown only visible in profile. “ Imagine a land domineered by tyrants who consider themselves warriors of justice. Now imagine them as they sit in their lofty towers, and defend only those like themselves. Blind to their hypocrisy, bloated with self-righteousness. ”

He turns on his heel, scraping the ground. Looking to Rose, pacing lightly in front of her as he speaks. An instructor to his student. “ They wage war when it suits them. Take and take until there’s nothing left for the ‘unworthy’. But it isn’t for the sake of giving life. ” Not like the Gems. In spite of the similarities, they are two very, very different worlds in his radiant golden eyes. “ It’s merely for the sake of having. To further build up their wealthy cities, and to soundproof the walls to the cries of the dying. ” Pause. “ That is my world. Now tell me… ”

            “ What do you make of that? ”

          She allowed him to speak - not making any move to interrupt as she listened quietly, her expression not betraying any sort of emotion on what he said as she absorbed his words. What he had described was the Diamonds. Tyrants who wage war, who take and take until nothing is left so they may build up their empire. Had she not just told him of this ? Had she not explained that she had rebelled because their actions had disgusted her ? 

          He was certainly passionate - but it seemed that passion overtook him, made him blind to the troubles of another world as his focus was entirely trained on what was the evils of his own home. It was fair, she supposed, not to care for the issues of Gemkind - but she could feel his anger when he spoke on the matter of his worlds ‘tyrants’ - it was dangerous. 

            ❝ I believe... that you have described, in almost perfect detail, the leaders of my people. I never really trusted myself to explain things perfectly, so losing you is likely my fault and I apologize - let me see if I can clear things up. ❞ 

           And perhaps give him a moment to cool down. At times like these, Rose really didn’t appreciate having such empathetic senses. ❝ The Diamonds don’t make Gems for the sake of giving them life and allowing them to live those lives however they wish - they are made to serve them. From the beginning of a Gem’s life, they are a servant to the Diamond Authority so that they can have more manpower to build up their empire. They build up this empire without a regard for organic life and they have and will continue to kill entire planets and their native populations for the sake of continuing this. For the sake of making their influence stronger. Does that sound similar to what happens in your own world? ❞  Not that she could say she knew anything about his world - nor could she make any assumptions about its people, not from what he said alone. 

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@rozmaity

          ❝ Are you... alright ? ❞  

          The wounded face of the girl in black spoke wonders, healing over but still fresh - perhaps only a few days old, if even. She had been involved in something - something unpleasant, something painful. Once, Rose would have been able to heal those wounds without issue. Her tears held the power to bring organic life back even from death ( though she had only ever done that once ). But here, in this place, that was no longer the case. She could no longer heal those who so desperately needed her help.  

          But with that said, it was likely that it was more so the pain in her heart that was weighing this girl down rather than the physical ailments she had garnered. Even without her powers, Rose’s considerable empathy could discern that much from a single glance. Everyone was different, some preferred to keep their burdens bottled up and to themselves, but she knew that wasn’t healthy ( knowing herself to be the prime example ) - especially so when the one who was suffering was so young. ❝ You don’t have to tell me anything - especially when I sound so nosy - but I have found that just talking helps to ease troubles. I’m here to listen if you need someone to rant to. ❞

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Eat. 

To eat is to live.

To live is to devour others.

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          The sight had not been something Rose had expected to see in this city - or ever, if she was being truthful. It was, after all, an act of murder - and such a thing went against every one of her beliefs when it came to protecting life. Perhaps that is why she let out a gasp - showed such visible signs of shock - despite her many years of life experience. 

          ❝ You - ❞ the perpetrator looked at her without fear, and spoke with an almost childlike lilt. She had eaten what was once a living human and showed absolutely no regret at her actions. It was from this simple mannerism that Rose began to think more rationally, though she had to look away from the scene in order to piece her thoughts together. The individuals that resided in this world came from various worlds, worlds beyond Rose’s understanding and knowledge. Beings existed in them that were not human, that were not Gem and it was undeniably a fact that one such being was the one before her - one who ate flesh as a staple of their diet. 

          ❝ - you should at least treat them with respect. A life lost is something to be mourned, especially so when it happens in such a way. ❞  If they had to eat another in order to survive, then so be it. Humans hunted animals and had eaten them from the beginning of their existence - she had witnessed it first hand and had accepted it as necessary for their continued existence on the planet. But, the blatant disrespect that the other had shown the deceased as something Rose could not agree with and could not allow to occur without putting a word in. 

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 shichizai:

Right. What? It takes the gem entirely off guard, because they are not used to… this, whatever it is. It’s something like when Phosphophyllite attained their new arms, or when they came back from the Moon for the first time. Their siblings were fascinated by them, and this time it’s similar, which is strange and nostalgic all the same. But this time, Phos doesn’t know who this is, so much bigger than them, which easily reminds them of Cicada. Is it someone from the Moon, at least, looking for them?

No, they doubt it. This one doesn’t remind Phos of the Lunarians in appearance, and their excitement only freaked them out a little bit. Words upon words upon words that made too much sense and yet none at all, and when she’s finally done talking, Phosphophyllite blinks a few times and scratches their cheek with a finger lightly.

“Uh… Hi?” Now with that out of the way, they can focus on everything else that has been said to them. “You know Cinnabar and Bortz?” So the both of them have been found already by this person. Okay. That’s a bit weird, but Phosphophyllite won’t dwell much on it. It’s just surprising, that’s all. “Yeah, we’re… all from the same place. They’re my elder siblings. I’m, uh. Phosphophyllite…” Despite the blue hair, and white right eye, and golden arms. It’s a long story. Very, very long. Now, to what actually matters… “You know a Pearl?”

          ❝ Yes, I do ! I met them by coincidence while I was walking about the place and we came to learn that we’re very similar. See, I’m a Gem too - but a different kind, a different species altogether. I’m a Rose Quartz ! ❞ 

          They hadn’t mentioned another one of their siblings was also in the city, but then again it was hard to keep track of who was pulled within its grasp - so many at a time, a constantly growing population. Regardless, another one of these Gems only meant another learning experience for Rose - something she was very eager for. Perhaps she was being a little too enthusiastic, and certainly, it would be fair for the other to say that her attitude was offputting, but she couldn’t control herself in some instances - this absolutely being one in which here excitement got the better of her.  

           ❝ And yes ! Pearl is my oldest and dearest friend ! We’ve been through a lot together so she probably knows me the best. ❞ For a moment she wondered why ‘Pearl’ had stood out despite everything else she had said, especially so when she was rambling. One answer may have been that this Gem was a Pearl - but no, they had said their name was Phosphophyllite. That was nowhere near a pearl: it was fragile and easily broken, a rare gemstone that was to be treated with care and caution ( though their arms and legs looked nothing like that crystal ). So, at least in her mind, there was only one other reason as to why a Pearl would spark so much interest - ❝ Do you know a Pearl ? Is there one among your siblings ? Oh, I’m sure you have so many friends, so many different types of gemstone ! It must be such a lively family. ❞

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vermillion + raspberry

Vermillion: Is your muse courageous, or would they consider themselves to be more of a coward?

rose is often described as courageous - she led a rebellion against homeworld after all, and did so without showing the diamonds an ounce of fear ( even appearing before blue diamond on one occasion and directly challenging her to leave the planet ). and yet, despite being a brave and courageous leader in the eyes of those that followed her, rose can certainly be called a coward as well.

she began the rebllion yes, but she did so in the guise of rose quartz, disgarding her identity as pink diamond - even going as far as to ‘shatter her’ before the court in order to be fully rid of the other half of her life. chosing to hide in such a way shows that despite her outer confidence, rose was indeed wary to go against the diamonds, her ‘sisters’, as her true self. furthermore, such cowardice likely played a huge factor in why she never revealed the truth of her past to the remaining crystal gems, even after the war had ended. rose was afraid - afraid what they would think of such a person, afraid that they would hate her for being the very thing they had fought to defeat for so many years.

Raspberry: What food and/or drink can your muse not get enough of? Do they indulge in it often, or is it something reserved for special occasions?

rose actually doesn’t need to eat so it would have been very rare for her to even be near food ! she has tried various foods given her time on earth, and likely has her preferences as to which taste good and which taste bad, but it is also true that she never really found much satisfaction in eating, which would be the case for most gems. still, she thinks the whole concept of eating and digestion is pretty neat overall ( gross rose ) and probably found a lot of amusement watching amethyst enjoy food.  

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colorful headcanons.

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( send me a copic color for a headcanon )

frost blue: does your muse enjoy the snow and cold? or are they the type to enjoy summer more?

peacock blue: is your muse honest? what sorts of lies do they tell, if not?

lapis lazuli: does your muse prefer the idea of exploring the depths of the oceans, or the boundless expanses of space more?

reddish brass: how likely is your muse to step up and take the role of a leader? are they willing to take the challenge, or are they more apt to being a follower?

burnt umber: how stable is your muse, mentally and/or emotionally?

champagne: does your muse drink (alcohol)? are they a heavy drinker, if so?

tea orange: what is something that your muse is fascinated with?

malachite: has your muse ever done anything that they winded up feeling incredibly guilty for in the end?

olive: is your muse prone to feeling envious of others? if yes, what is it that they typically feel envious over?

vermillion: is your muse courageous, or would they consider themselves to be more of a coward?

coral: what is your muse’s romantic and sexual orientations?

bougainvillaea: would your muse consider themselves as blunt, or do they beat around the bush instead?

currant: what’s something that absolutely disgusts your muse (can be a person, place, thing, ect)?

crimson: how passionate is your muse about the things they love most?

raspberry: what food and/or drink can your muse not get enough of? do they indulge in it often, or is it something reserved for special occasions?

baby blossoms: does your muse have a favorite scent? what is it, and why?

mallow: what sorts of things might remind your muse of those close to them? any scents, objects, sounds?

aubergine: does your muse prefer the day, or are they more of a night-owl?

acacia: how much does it take for your muse to hate someone?

cadmium yellow: what subjects or topics does your muse avoid, because they bring up harmful / painful memories?

honey: when your muse loves someone (whether it be romantic, platonic, or familial love), how do they show it?

chartreuse: if you had to describe your muse with a color, what color would it be and why?

anise: when it comes to self-care, what does your muse do to take care of themselves? do they take care to spend time on it, or do they feel they don’t deserve it?

new leaf: what message would your muse send to their past self, if any?

moss: how easily does your muse adapt to any new situations they’re thrust into?

silk: does your muse care about appearances much? do they spend a lot of time on their own appearance, or do they just go with the flow each day?

sanguine: does your muse typically have an optimistic, pessimistic, or some middle ground outlook on life?

atoll: if your muse could go anywhere, without any restrictions whatsoever, where would they go? why would they go there?

cool grey: if your muse could ensure one thing for certain in their future to come, what would it be?

black: does your muse have a ‘bucket list?’ list some things your muse wants to accomplish before they die.

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anomalious:

    𝓕ord’s degree of immersion knew no bounds, his focus tunneled purely into pages which flew by beneath the weight of his pen. After two years spent cataloging Hive City the city of Spirale was a whole new tale to unfold! Therefore, it was with a renewed vigor that the author sought to document every sight in the moment, knees pulled up to support the plane of his journal as he wrote.

    In fact, he was so intent upon this mission that the sound of another’s voice intruding on the silence gave him a start. However, miraculously he managed to keep his precarious place seated atop one of the aforementioned piles of debris, blue eyes turned upward to greet his newfound company.

    “”Much to say”…?” The scientist echoed, evidently aghast at the idea of passing up the opportunity to recording everything there was to say!

    “Well sure! So much can be gleaned from the things we leave behind– the carnage of this city is no different!” Perhaps a little to exuberant he seemed, particularly when the woman’s final remarks landed with him.

    Was it…sad? It had never struck him as such; for up until now he had only ever seen opportunity– for knowledge, for discovery! But reflecting upon it now, there was certainly a credibility to the other’s words which encouraged the author to reevaluate the causality behind his approach.

    “I suppose…I’ve grown far too acclimated to the sight.” Ford reflected, the hand bearing his pen gravitating to rub sheepishly at the back of his neck as he spoke further. “This is hardly the first ravaged world I’ve encountered…and certainly it won’t be the last.” The sight of them had certainly steeled any emotion behind the intake of it. And yet, Ford couldn’t have known the similar lengths to which Rose had tread whilst maintaining that admirable degree of empathy. 

          Ah yes, he was certainly one who strove to uncover, to solve mysteries that existed in the world. She had met many of them in her lifetime - explorers and such, with their diaries filled with notations and maps covered with potential troves of treasure. It was a fantastic thing really, wanting to learn more about the world around you and to want to share your findings with others so that they too could share the excitement. She found it to be one of the more admirable traits that existed in humans. 

          And yet, where she would usually feel joy at the chance of meeting one who shared her curiosity, the state of this new world had left her feeling somewhat blue instead. 

          Not a feeling Rose enjoyed, but not one that could be easily shaken either. 

         ❝ You’re certainly right about that. Every world has secrets just waiting to be uncovered, and I myself have spent... well, many years wandering around Earth, exploring every nook and cranny that I possibly could ! But I suppose that I am more fond of... vibrant adventures ? After all, I believe life is something beautiful - even the smallest aspects that are often taken for granted when you become so used to seeing them. ❞ She paused, resting herself against a larger piece of rubble that suited her larger form as a chair of sorts, allowing her hand to dust against its surface. 

          His words invoked pity in the Gem, pity that a seemingly ordinary human man would have to be faced with so much destruction in a world ( in various worlds apparently ) that he would grow used to the sight of it. That was exactly what she had strived to protect humanity from witnessing. ❝ I see. You’ve seen a lot then, by the sounds of things. ❞ 

          Had humans been able to leave their planet in some worlds ? Had they been able to develop the technology to fly among the stars and witness worlds both full of life and ravaged ? Or perhaps, this was a whole new type of travel - one she could not fully fathom. ❝ Becoming desensitized to destruction is only natural then, but I’ve always been told I’m rather... empathetic ? Perhaps it’s just because places like these strike a personal chord in me but they remind me too much of what was my home. I guess in that way we’re the opposite ? After all, I was born in a world that was already ruined through and through - but after being exposed to organic life and its beauties, I couldn’t imagine living without it.  ❞   

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moonslicers:

Resting his chin on a gloved knuckle, Adam listens. His ear isn’t lent in a shallow sense, either– after all, this woman isn’t attempting to correct him from his ‘wicked’ path. She’s merely telling a story, and a fascinating one at that. Head tilts slightly to one side in thought. Like oil and water, however, his internal response to her tale is inherently different from Rose’s own.

“ …I don’t see the problem. How are you supposed to live and grow without a vessel? ” Of course, Remnant had never seen a head nor a tail of these ‘Gems’. So did it really strike a chord with him? Naturally not. “ Not to mention… you may have been doing us all a favor. Have you not seen how repulsive life can become? ” His knuckle moves, and he lifts himself from the rock. A heat crawling across his tongue as his thoughts spiral down a different path. Humanity. Blood on their hands. Murder, abuse, ignorance. Faunus dying in the streets because they couldn’t be fucked to care. “ Some creatures are better off staying out of existence. ”

          Repulsive ? 

          She had never once paired life with such a term, one filled with such disdain and disgust. Yet, this young man - despite his youth in comparison to Rose’s own centuries of life - obviously felt strongly on the matter of some species. From the way he had spoken earlier, she could say with certainty that he, despite their similar appearances, was not a human being. 

          ❝ You’re right. I wouldn’t have been able to come into existence without sacrificing something else - and certainly, my disapproval was rare among my kind, considered ‘rebellion’ by our supreme authorities. But with power comes corruption, and the constant expansion of Gemkind seemed needlessly greedy in my eyes. Gems occupy hundreds of planets at this point. At least in my mind, that is enough. ❞ She had been one of those supreme powers once too, one who had passed a blind eye to the destruction. A naive Diamond, innocent to their true nature, believing the other Diamonds - her sisters - to be flawless in every sense.  ❝ - and you ? What ofyour world ? I am always curious about what lies beyond what I have seen, and you certainly seem the passionate sort. ❞ 

          Perhaps too passionate. Passion could be a dangerous emotion if one allowed it to overpower themselves. 

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          ❝ Who is Stan ? They sound like a pretty popular person. ❞