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Selective - semi private - affiliated I'm ready for the fight and ƒαтє. Blog started 11/11/14. Written by Nine.

[acciidie]

   ”Your hair is so long.”       I can… cut it for you.”

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⊰♘☯⊱ "No thank you, I should be fine enough                ... yours seems to be longer."

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Alright, wanted to say this. Today, I'm gonna be getting Inquisition and if anyone wanted to add me on PSN for the multiplayer, it's under Creeping123, I'll get to stuff now while I can before I get distracted and all that jazz.

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To remake a certain muse for this or to not, the Persona peeps are tempting me enough and I do miss playing him as well.

[highkix]

[ No I’m not considering yet another new muse. No I don’t already have icons…or a URL… ]

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"You ever try eating a clock? I hear it's very time consuming!"

⊰♘☯⊱ “What? Oh wait…”               Now he’s gotten it, it actually made him maybe smirk a tiny bit.              “How about… I’m glad I know sign language, it’s pretty handy!”              Terra, no.

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Sorry about the disappearance! I've been working on playing through Dragon Age 2 recently and considering making Hawke to hopefully help keep myself focused at the moment here some more. Especially with Inquisition being out and my impatience there is rising, I'm planning to lurk here today, if anyone would like something like this post also. If we're mutuals that is, otherwise I'll be shifting through about... fourteen folders worth of screen caps. Kill me.

[kinoses-blog]

"Town?" She could see no room for anything between ice and towering mountains, vision blurred by whipping snow; she could think no further than the blackened distance. "There’s a town nearby? Looks to me like a whole lot of nothing…" Her cheeks expand, puffed out irritation, rosy pink and tingling numb, bitten by cold unlike any other.

"Dragged seems a touch too nice to word it — it was really quite painful. Wait — you also were torn from your home? Does that mean… there are others, too?" From his home or hers — it’s hope that blooms in the crest of her voice alongside despair, feelings conflicted at the confronting idea.

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⊰♘☯⊱ "Yes... it looks like I must have gotten lost after all." Snow and lot's of it, he could say safely that having a slow death was not on his agenda. There's much work for him to do; there isn't a chance that he'll allow for such things whenever there had to be a way for them to get out of the storm at least. Perhaps a cave somewhere, that could work well for the two of them is his best thought about it. "There are, I've ran into two other people, both of which were dragged here as we were."               As for the pain part, he knew that unfortunately was true given he had been suffering through the effects. "As for my home, it wasn't quite... home to be honest, I'm afraid I can't go too far into that. What we need to do is find a temporary shelter, since I doubt the storm will let up." Trying their luck when it lets up enough would be the better idea, that's only if the snow does of course die down to let them see where they're headed. Getting out of there would be a chore in itself otherwise.

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[nyctoheart]

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[aurorasentinel]

"—…It’s not even Thanksgiving yet.”

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⊰♘☯⊱ "Some people are unfortunately too impatient to wait for December."

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Her skin bristles with the feel of it, cold, pinpricking numbness that spreads and engulfs and sheathes her in shivers, unfamiliar even for her relationship with snow prior, a fondness that splits her face with fondness. The world is barren and hollow with resounding silence. It’s not the absence of sound that bothers her but the absence of everything.

"Hello? I’m keen on your presence, I know you’re there! Hiding is but a futile attempt, I can hear you,’ because she can hear everything, because silence only amplifies the opposite and she can hear the same echoing rhythm played by a differing cadence. 

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⊰♘☯⊱ "Right, sorry, I was trying to find my way towards town." Which is the truth, just as he had come out into the open for her. Pity, he only was resting to try to let the pain he's suffered through fade to some small degree and it's failed thus far. This would take getting use to, but that would be fine for him to deal with, thankfully.              "Were you dragged here also, miss?" Respectful as always, thankfully, even if she didn't seem to be entirely happy. Then again, he doubted anyone dragged here is happy, himself included knowing that he needed to be back home but that didn't seem probable.

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And on top of that, he'd probably like, think of Riku as his inheritor and apprentice in addition to being proud one of them actually became master. He might not have become one due to his reckless behavior and foolishness, but, knowing he had hand in it would cause him to smile. He'd be a happy keybearer because of that; hell, I can probably bet that Terra, if he were to have gone by the Badlands, would proudly challenge him to combat just to see how far he's come from being that kid he did the ceremony with to master.

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Is it bad that I feel like Terra would've taken Lingering Will as a title? I mean, Xehanort was angry his will was that strong and he even forced himself into his armor just to stop him. So, I have to wonder if he would have started up calling himself that instead of going by his name seeing as how he'd feel like he was a disgrace to his master/father figure. He only tells people in his own way while as armor, that maybe he's only a Lingering Will. Gah, I feel like this makes no sense.

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       “Oh? It seemeth thou hast finally noticed me, congratulations." She has lived in that world long enough to recognize at first glance peculiar beings: even among humans there were exceptionally odd cases, although the world of appearances was so vary it provided her a good source for research. This individual most likely wasn’t an oddity, however, as soon as he stepped in that place the vampire noticed his presence and, from the moment she had nothing to do and she was fairly bored, Kiss-Shot opted to observe him until she wouldn’t get tired of it. And thus she hid in the shadows –– until that moment, when finally she was discovered. She could tell he stopped because he realized she had her eyes on him, after all, it appeared he was no fool.

       “Fear not; I am just –– curious." She made few steps –– enough for him to finally distinguish her figure, her golden eyes gleaming even in the twilight. It was true, Kiss-Shot had no intentions to start a fight, however if he were to make a move she wouldn’t hesitate to reply with steel. Her lips curled in a vaguely friendly smirk, as if to make clear her intents, her head subtly tilted as her gaze intently looked at the stranger. "Who art thou? Even humans believed thee to be suspicious, or so it looked like –– Why?”

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⊰♘☯⊱ "I'm not of this place, but I'm Terra, simply a traveler." False on one end, he came there because of different reasons. There's not much else he could have done with freedom newly gained, tired mind and body from forcing himself to exhaustion and more through the actions he had taken by now. He's over exerting his body as a means of trying to find the answers he seeks along with clues involving certain other things. An oddity was not what he is, simply a man that lost plenty through foolish and reckless decisions that should have cost him what remained, his life entirely. Should have died, only to hold on through willpower to his armor, by force even as a means of stopping himself from forever fading away before the eyes of his friends. "I don't exactly blame them for thinking I'm unusual or suspicious, I'm not from here after all."               Best not to cast blame on people for holding such beliefs, oddities to them were enough to cause such things. Oceanic peering silently at her, as if considering something to ask her at the moment. "Who are you exactly?" Only fair, he gave out his own identity and partially the reason of his arrival. It's not as if she had the intentions to cause him harm, so he'll for now indulge in her curiosity since there was a bit of time before he needed to get moving again. Besides, he'll find out more about his current location this way.

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It seemed like it’d been days since he’d last gotten any real rest. Since the moment he’d been summoned to…wherever this was, he’d been on the run. Normally Jake was the stand and fight type, only running when the situation changed from reckless to pure stupidity. Yet ever since he’d awoken in this place he’d been crippled by a splitting headache, that torn at his mind and made it impossible to think. The only reason he’d survived this long was from pure instinct and his body knowing what to do before his brain even processed the thought. It was only recently that the spotted and blurred vision seemed to fade, but this headache still throbbed with each step he took.

Hearing a voice behind him he turns and gives the man a quick once over. His outfit was easily one of the strangest he’d ever seen, and he’d come across a few people in peculiar outfits over the last few days. Who even wore pants like that? Sure Jake stood out, but this guy, well it was certainly easy not to miss him. "Depends. You got some Advil on ya, pal?" He questions with a small roll of his shoulders before waving him off. He was joking of course, but if he really did have some pain killers then, who was he to complain? "You get dragged into this place too?" By now it wasn’t even that much of a surprise that he’d come across someone else from some other foreign world. "C’mon." He motions over to the ruins of what he assumed to be the local tavern before the town had been reduced to nothing but a burned and broken memory of what it once was. "Its not safe to be out in the open for too long."

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⊰♘☯⊱ "I don't unfortunately, if that's medicine at least... I probably would have used some myself." His muscles were in need of some form of pain relief and that would've helped him out too. Pity, but taking what one can get would more than likely be easier than just nothing. "I did, yes, I last remember... someone leaving after a fight, then the rest is a white filled void followed by me being in pain, I wasn't exactly... in a normal sort of situation previously." He did after all, use to be nothing except armor that housed his soul and mind, but that was nothing unusual knowing things were surely going to get somewhat better, right? He's use to going off survival instinct, had to get use to it so he could make due with what he had before, only his armor and one keyblade. Following momentarily, he guessed it was a good thing they weren't being sought out yet in one case. As reckless of a youth he may be, he is not one to go as far as to bring himself too far past his limits. He'll be fine for now, hopefully, seeing as how his new companion seemed like he is capable of handling himself from what had been noticed thus far. Sure, his clothing was unusual, but he'd get use to it more than likely knowing things may not be as normal for him in this world like the ones he once had traveled to often. Foreign world or not, he'll get use to this hopefully soon. "What about you?" Had to ask of course, he did share part of what happened to him even with one figure still burning brightly in memory as muddled as they are. Best to not reveal anything about Xehanort, not right now until that man makes his presence known.

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Sometimes…                                           The fear of losing someone                                                     is so much more                                                      P O W E R F U L                                            Than the fear of [[ Death ]]

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⊰♘☯⊱ He's in pain, but that's nothing new with time being necessary if he wanted to do something or anything. It's fortunate enough that he found his way to town, but there is not much else that can be said for his current... issue of needing to take a chance for recovery. His body ached, almost like it was on fire with his forced work out not that long ago. There's not much else he can do, nothing except go forward and hope he may find out some form of answers to this question he had about what happened. His body is back, that much seems to be clear, his armor is out of view which was the more surprising part since he thought it would have stayed over his newly regained flesh. All he needed now was to find an inn, somewhere to gather his thoughts, information even potentially so that he may figure out something.              Perhaps that's why he paused, seemed he noticed someone else out of place nearby, not far ahead of him as well. Another outsider? Likely, good, so that made another person that's out of place here about as much as he is. "Excuse me, do you know where I am?" A good question as he started to come toward him, curiosity and interest building up since really they both seemed to stick out like sore thumbs from what he's noticed.