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//Sorry I've been gone for a lot longer than I'd said I would; things were pretty hectic and I haven't felt the muse to write here at all so I've been kind of avoiding coming on here... but I figured I should at least put up a notice about it dskjhsdf
I'm thinking I'll probably withdraw from the group since I can't seem to find the muse for Ollie anymore, so I'll prolly do that soon djkfsdf sorry wah
//I'M SO HAPPY BC WE HAVE ALL THE NI NO KUNIERS NOW except esther nooo bUT STILL MAN I'M SO HAPPY what a time to be alive
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"Marcassin! It's been a long time!"
Quit being such a flippin' cry baby bunting, Ollie-Boy
"Mr. Drippy! I- I’m not a cry baby!"
"That’s cry-baby talk that is, Mun! You can’t be a flippin’ cry baby infront of the Lord High Lord of the faries!"
"But Mr. Drippy, I wasn't crying!"
Quit being such a flippin' cry baby bunting, Ollie-Boy
"Mr. Drippy! I- I’m not a cry baby!"
;ooc: (semi?)hiatus
//Hello everyone!! I'm going to be on a bit of a hiatus for the rest of this month. I'm going on a trip in a few days and will be coming back to the middle of the 2nd week of school, so things are going to be pretty hectic for me from here on out! That's not to say I won't be popping in every now and then, because I plan to check in and stuff! This is just a heads up to not be alarmed if I'm inactive/not replying, as I'm not entirely sure what my schedule's going to be like the next few weeks.
I should be back in full swing by the beginning of next month, though (so long)! Until then, I'll be in-and-out in a pretty spotty fashion. Sorry!
The response leaves him silent for a moment, as though entirely unsure of how to proceed. A display of such kindness from a stranger — a child, at that — was not something that occurred on a daily basis; it was most likely the uniform that deterred most, or perhaps, the naturally bitter look that near-always traced his features.
Regardless, "Thank you."
"I wasn’t busy, per se; as I’ve said earlier, I’d simply lost myself to thought. You hadn’t interrupted much of anything.” A brief moment of silence.
"— You realize this is a military building, don’t you? How were you … well, able to get in without question?" If there had been someone to see him, the guards would have escorted the person, but this had been no such case.
Oliver looked thoughtful for a moment before smiling, nodding. "Oh, that's good," he breathed, thankful he hadn't interrupted anything important. After all, now that he thought about it, this person seemed to have an air of importance to him - it probably would have been bad for Oliver if he'd impeded on something.
"M-Military?" His shoulders jumped in shock at the question, Oliver having been previously unaware of the situation. He knew it had looked fancy, but... oh, no. "Jeepers... uh," he mumbled, " I just... came in, I guess."
He wasn't sure if he could explain why Gateway opened up here and not somewhere... outside, or... really anywhere else, but he'd been distracted by the man looking worried and hadn't even thought about it until this point. That was kind of unusual, actually. Oliver frowned, wondering about it himself.
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"Uh… Yeah. I run one."
"Really? Jeepers! That must be a lot of work. What is it like?"
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//WOWEE SO MANY NEW PEOPLE sorry I've been more inactive lately - I'm getting ready for a trip to Sweden and a couple conventions, so I apologize!! I've tried to follow all the new members, but if I missed somebody please just holler!!
Also, if anyone wants to RP, feel free to drop me a message anytime!
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"Heh. Thanks, kid. Ever been to a circus?"
Oliver thought for a moment before shaking his head. "I don't think so. Have you?"
"…Oh um, yes. Quark and I…and many others have gone through multiple timelines…but hopefully there’s one where he can finally have a happy, normal life…"
She almost wanted to add “even though I would never get to see him so happy”, but she didn’t know how the other would take that or if they would question what that meant. She…she may not be human, but not many knew that and the feeling of being considered human made her so much happier…
"It was very big! It looked normal at first, but then there were two big compartments on the sides…I suppose it was rather cute! I wonder if he ever took some snacks out during the project…hehehe…he really was different, but I think that was the best part about him…"
She smiled even more, closing her eyes and clutching the charm at the end of her necklace.
"Gee, that sounds awful." Oliver frowned for a moment, wondering what that must even be like, before smiling reassuringly. "But don't worry! I'm sure Quark is happy somewhere. I just know it."
Her care for him reminded Oliver of his mom, and a pang of sadness swept though him. He was glad that Quark had someone who cared about him so much... because it was always good to have someone like that. Oliver hoped that Quark was happy, too.
Oliver's eyebrows raised at the description. "Wow," he breathed, just trying to imagine it. "He must be really creative to think of that! If I were him, I know I definitely would." He wasn't sure what the project she mentioned was, but if he had been there with snacks, Oliver sure would have eaten them.
Residence VIII: The Mansion
Old, decrepit floorboards groaned eerily beneath weight of large paws and sent their cries careening through the twisting corridors of the estate. There was no telling just how long he had been searching, but resignation hadn’t been an option. The main entrance had been sealed shut—impervious to his clawing, biting and the imbued materia which gleamed beneath his pelt. He’d conjure flames, but they would disperse instantly into a shower of meager embers, leaving the quadruped alone in a state of darkness and confusion.
Is there no escape? This certainly hadn’t been the grim-and-grandiose Nibelheim estate, nor had it been anything remotely familiar to the beast. What had initially manifested an uncomfortable tension had quickly become a chilling dread as Nanaki realized that he was trapped inside.
Perhaps if he had been alone, his unease would be lessened; however, he could hear it coming from every direction. Chittering laughter, mirthless whispers, someone—or something—calling his name.
"I am Nanaki, son of Seto." He’d chant, attempting to regain a bit of bravado. "I-I am Nanaki, son of the brave warrior Seto. I fear no spirit or demon. I am Nanaki…—" It was at that moment that thunder clapped outside and reverberated throughout the manor, and the silhouette of a man was brought forth by a flash of lightning.
Any lesser creature would have turned tail and fled; however, the warrior ran towards the figure—which had begun to shrink, looking more like the shadow of a boy than anything else.
It was dark.
Not a single sliver of light fell across the floor, the darkened corridors seemingly huge and endless against the small stature of the boy cautiously wandering through them. There were sounds - terrible sounds - banging and howling like angry monsters screeching, on the prowl, scratching at the very foundations of the building. Oliver would have been lying if he hadn't admitted how terrified he was. Even the distorted hallways of Nevermore didn't compare in the least to this place. There was something in the air, something horrifying and wrong, and Oliver quietly kept near the wall as he tried to find a way out.
He didn't know how long he'd groped around looking for his wand. It was nowhere to be found, so there was nothing he could do against the hostile shadows looming down on him. He couldn't cast light, he couldn't defend himself, and he couldn't leave. His legs were shaking, and he found it hard to be brave anymore. He sat down against the wall, hugging his knees to his chest. He didn't know what to do. Even Mitey had lost his sword, which left Oliver feeling more scared and vulnerable than ever.
Somewhere in the eerie silence between whispers and creaking floorboards, he was sure he heard someone speak. Oliver thought, that just for a fraction of a moment, he heard a voice. Standing up cautiously, he peered into the dark, searching out the source.
The sudden rumble and din of thunder set him on edge, and the accompanying burst of accompanying light nearly bowled him over - but what locked him into place was the figure of something, a beast, somewhere in that hallway. Looking at him.
The terror plummeted into the pit of his stomach, freezing him to the spot. He couldn't bring himself to run away until he could hear the ferocious beating of paws against the floor, coming closer and closer, reaching out like a hand in the dark. A frightened wail escaped him as he turned, clumsily fleeing as fast as his legs could carry him.
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"Yes…he was quite a nice boy and….he was very brave and caring. I’m…glad I could have helped him out when I did. I hope he’s happy…in one timeline, at least…"
In all honesty, she knew that last part most likely wouldn’t make much sense to him, but she couldn’t take back what had been said. Even if she could, she probably wouldn’t. Though, she looked a little surprised at the other’s happiness. Seeing someone smile like that…she couldn’t help but smile as well.
"Maybe…I do hope so…I’m sure he’d love to be here. He seems to be someone who’d love to be in such a place. His name is Quark…I remember he had this strange hat and he’d hide his snacks in it…"
A dainty laugh escaped her lips, she seemed to be a little happier now. There was still a little bit of sadness in her eyes but the happier memories helped the smile grow.
"Timeline?" Oliver paused, becoming more serious for a moment. All that stuff about dealing with time always made his brain hurt. The great sage Alicia... mom... she had altered her own timeline, right? But it had still been the same timeline, though. Hers sounded like a separate one altogether, which was a lot more confusing than using Breach Time once. He decided to leave it, nodding with a smile. "I'm glad you helped him, too. He must have been really happy."
His eyebrows raised with disbelief at the last comment, and his mouth dropped open in awe. "In his hat? Jeepers! It must have been a very big hat."
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[ There’s a kid. A kid that’s not Quark. Dio has no idea how to talk to kids, really. ]
"Uh… hey, there."
[ Nailed it. ]
"Oh, hello!" Oliver looked up curiously, greeting him cheerily. "I like your hat, mister."
”Leia Rolando! It’s nice to meet you Oliver." quickly, she jotted down his name before handing the pen over to him so he could write hers. “That’s R-o-l-a-n-d-o!”
”Now that we know each other’s name, why don’t we move onto more appropriate questions? Like, where are you from? Is it a quaint little town or a bustling one?”
"Nice to meet you too, Leia!" Oliver took care to write down her name the way she'd spelled it out before handing the pen back to her.
"I'm from a town called Motorville. I guess it's kind of small and quiet, but there are lots of cars, so there's always a lot of activity too, especially in the main square. What about you? Are you from a big city?"
”Exactly!" she chirped, slipping her pen out of her pocket, twirling it between her fingers before pressing the tip against the blank sheet. “Okay, I’ll start things off with an easy and simple question. Question one! What’s your name?”
"I'm Oliver," he replied, smiling eagerly. He didn't even wait for her to write it down before asking his own. "My question is easy too! What's your name?"
