Fleeting Wishes

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( *walks in* I live *walks back out* )

[broadswordandpistol]

“My free company’s gonna kill me.”

[isaaccecilbryant]

Nope. Nope…this had to be the wrong FC House. “Alvin, if you wanted to play CandyLand that badly I’d have bought you the board game…”

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Avery happily plops a seat on a cone to partake in sweet delights. [Don’t listen to Isaac. It’s the perfect touch to the house.]

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Hey hope you’re doing okay and sorry someone seems to have caused you grief these holidays. Hope things get better.

Doing alright, And happy holidays to you as well! Hope to clean the cobwebs off the blog and put a fresh can of paint on it

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La-la-la La-la-la, la-la... Gales of song, guide me through the storm

On the wings of a small, simple melody Words take flight and soar They carry me, a world we'll see

Looking for a farewell, I pull the threads A life without you I cannot accept I can't tell that lie, I can't let go

But now that you're gone, I have to move on Seems like everyone just smiles staring at the sun But what about me? Tell me how I will know where I should go? Oh gales, you sing and guide me!

I walk alone, there's more to life I have to know It's just me, lost so far away from home Alone I shut my self in Still the winds howl, they call and their voices lead me Gales of song, guide me through the storm Let the melody lift me high, I'll be me

Gales of song, please stay by my side Winds of love, breathe into my life

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Happy Holidays, I’m not dead. Went through, blocked a bunch of accounts I no longer wish to interact with. Will add this to my rules page a small DNI.  Namely, {Nagisa, Mel, Melanie, Hibiki} whatever the fuck they go by as they change their name anytime they’ve pissed off swaths of communities; may not interact with me. Others are free to, but I refuse. Likewise, will no longer be interacting with blogs without pen names.  So if you’re reading this! Hello, Bonjour, Hola, Hallo! You survived the purge.

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@councilmanoftime​ (Have this while I’m reading through the other read to Find the plot XD)

Where the fuck he ended up was anyone’s guess. Though, the passing thought of “Timbuck fuicking Tu” seemed apt. Ears straining to hear anything even remotely life like in this otherwise vacant liminal space. To which he heard none. Did he die? No- No, that didn’t add up. The only thing he did even remotely hazardous was eat raw fish, and if that hadn’t killed him before, why would it now? 

A’veri switched his job plate with a flash of light to his bard gear, and pulled his Bow off his back with an arrow. Drawing the string far back and letting it go high in the sky to hear where it would land. The arrow whistled in the air before fading from sight. Yet no sound was discerned if it had landed.

“Mm...” He put the bow back on his back and crossed his arms. Maybe he had died? He only had a few other ideas to test the theory of NOT being dead, but he decided the easiest one would to summon his voidsent. Another job plate switch and in his reaper gear he was in next. Pulling for the black garbed creature from the void. It’s arrival from a blackened torn rip in the space with an annoyed screech at A’veri for bothering him with something so menial, put a smile on the Miqo’te’s Face. 

“Sorry for bothering you, Smoothie. You can go back to wherever if you want, I just wanted to check something.” he giggled, the sound died in his throat when he finally picked up a sound, Ears raising and turning his head to see the white haired male.

“. . . Nya?”

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(( owo waz dis))

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Tag Dump;;

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fushichonoflugel​:

“Hopefully. Being poked on the paws isn’t too much fun, honestly. I have a cat back home that doesn’t like her paws being poked a lot.” She smiled a little wistfully, before staring back at the lakebed. When he explained about the mana levels being messed up when the two worlds were put back together, it made sense.

“Yeah. ‘Cause Tethe’alla, when the worlds were combined, was the side of the world with the most mana. Sylvarant was the one with the least amount of mana… In a decline, one could say.” She explained, remembering the explanations from various sides of the party at that time. “So, the Mana being all messed up makes a lot of sense, honestly. It’s hard to go back to normal after being a part of a really screwed up system for thousands of years.”

Not a lot of people would know about that, in all honesty. No one really paid close attention to what was going on in the world during that time.. just that there was a decline of mana. But, not realizing that wasn’t common knowledge, she’d just said it outright like it was the perfect explanation for what was going on.

“Hmm. You can just explain it to me without having to parse your way through words. So you need to clean up the debris, and then resolve the problem with the water being in a drought-like state. I can help with the cleanup. Shouldn’t take too long with the two of us.”

People called him Emil, huh? “Then Emil it is. I’m Melanie. Nice to meet you.”

She then proceeded to roll up her sleeves, readying herself to clean up some debris from the lakebed. Helping people was still embedded deep, deep in he rmind, so she would be helping regardless.

“W-Well, it’s something that has to be healed and fixed sooner or later. I don’t want another war to put us back to where we were.” He smiled. Beginning to Pick up the debris from one of the ship wrecks “Luin has been without their major source of commerce for a while. Thanks a lot.. for helping me I mean.” He really did appreciate it. Most people just let him go to it alone and it was kinda boring and lonely that way.  “It’s nice to meet you Melanie.. So are you from around here? I-I mean like.. I know everyone in Luin, but I’ve never seen you there. Did you move there recently?” 

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((um... so there’s a lot of drama on the dash currently. I’m here to rp and chill if needed. Hope everyone gets the breather that they need, sounds like y’all need it desperately))

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((Fun fact of the day is I still never finished organizing icons or finish writing bios, but I think I’ll do all that while roleplaying.))

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              ❝ DESPISE ME IF YOU WILL, BUT I SHALL NOT DIE! ❞   —In a pact with Bri :: Dark, Mature and Triggering Themes :: +Angelus by Request—

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What color are you?

Purple <;; Nymyrrh>

You have been used. You carry the world under your tongue, which is the safest it can be with you, and you glare at those who try to take it from you. What else are you good for, you wonder, if not being used- better than being ignored. You don't need them to tell you your own name. Fight back.

Tagged by:  @isaaccecilbryant​ cuz I wanted to thanks to them~ Tagging: Anyone~

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unbroken-echo​:

     Anna certainly does like to toe certain lines, doesn’t she? First it started out with being secretive, then her voice got out there; thus she crossed that line and risked it, using her voice in full. Would she risk it by getting a black cat related tat? Who knows. 

    “A black cat tattoo has crossed my mind.” Meaning that it wasn’t it, right? Or was she just beating around the bush to keep him guessing? “I also considered music related tattoos as well.” Maybe she was going for a mix of the two? 

     The black cat turned down an alley way and continued forth down the brick path until she reached an iron gate. Just beyond that was a rocky road that lead to a ‘closed off’ cave. This was probably their safest way in for now. While many entrances were scattered across the city, she figured this one would be easier. 

    “Hm, maybe I should have invited Devil.” Anna was kidding, of course. Though, she knew Devil went there often with how many piercings and tattoos she had… 

It did worry him how bold she was with her toeing lines, and he did recall her crossing that major line. Hell- she was almost demasked and married off that made him super scared. However, he liked her being unafraid and willing to do what she wanted how she wanted. Though he did note that the bullying from certain members on when the hell did he plan to propose to her had gotten rather prolific ever since. Not... that he could blame them.  [ Crossed, so... possibly. If you get a quiche tattoo, I might have to contemplate Getting a lone singular peanut to mark the occasion that the Cat has finally lost her marbles, so better make her look a little sane.] He teased her with a silent snicker. 

[ We might run into her here. She seems the type to enjoy it here. ] Granted he he wouldn’t know or not if she did hang out there. It seemed like it given that she was covered in ink. He led the way past the Iron gate, knowing the way well enough. [ I remember my first time coming here, I left in the first 15 minutes. Last time I came here, I lasted only an hour. That was a few years ago.] Well at least he’s honest.

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     Well, that was an easy answer. Though he brought up a couple of questions and for a moment, she paused to think. Did she know anyone down there? Vaguely. She may have ran across some folks from there, but none of them she really knows. Anna just shook her head. 

    As for what she is getting… “You will see.” There was a brief smile before she turned around and started to head for The Underground. Thankfully, she knew where their secret entrance was after doing a little adventuring. 

    “I guess I should ask what you think I might be getting?” Why not make a little guessing game while they take the trip? 

Guessing game huh? Well not that he minded but what to even guess? Probably nothing too obvious to her mask... actually nah that’d be up her alley to toe that line. Could be music related, Group related, hell even hobbies.... she wouldn’t get a quiche tattoo would she?  He also didn’t mind showing her to the people that had done his piercing. They had pretty good work ethic despite being illegal. At least to what he recalled anyway. They did more Tattoos than Piercings and he did remember freaking out a few of them for not only wanting a pretty hard to heal piercing for his first, but wanted it in a very non recommended location. For pain reasons and for covering reasons. It wasn’t that finding clothes to cover it would be hard, the damn thing gets caught in all fabrics. 

[ I can see you getting something Black Cat related, you seem bold enough to. ] he admitted. [ Probably musical related, so music notes?] He followed her to the location, impressed she knew the entrance- well one of many at least. 

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    “Avery, I’m heading to The Underground. Would you want to come with me?” Anna asked. It was the spur of the moment, yet it wasn’t. She was planning something like this for a long time. Despite her being a lily, the rebel within her wanted her to cross the line (as if she hasn’t done that MANY times). Perhaps crossing the line in a selfish, adventurous way. 

    “I want to get a tat.” Bluntly put. Of course, tattoos other than the one assigned at their coming of age OR after their sentence, are illegal. 

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He tilted his head. A tattoo? Well that was pretty permanent, but not like he wasn’t familiar with The Underground. He had been there... what a year or two ago? The place was pretty massive despite being illegal, but really, he knew that it wasn’t just rebellious people wanting to chuck a literal middle finger at society that would go there. Not all that wore a Lily wasn’t a criminal, just like how not all Roses actually were Criminals. Obviously, it went without saying. A female wandering alone down there wasn’t safe, however knew that anyone who would try anything with her had a bigger likelihood getting hurt than she did. 

Listen, you learn a thing or two about your partner in not only dating them, but also what they do on their missions when your assigned to help them. Be more concerned for the person with ill intent when it came to his cat.

[ Sure. ] an easy answer, regardless it meant hanging out with her. Plus hey, maybe it wouldn’t be as overwhelming to him as it was the various times he had attempted to mingle their. [ Do you know the group that takes care of that kind of stuff or...] he trailed like ‘Do you need me to introduce you because obviously we both know I have something as obvious proof I’ve been down there.’ [ What were you thinking of getting?]