"My name is Elfé. I'm the leader of AVALANCHE-- past and present. I believe that fighting is only justified with proper reason." Rufus Shin-Ra is my partner. All negative comments regarding our partnership can be relayed to the tip of my blade. MSN: [email protected]
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You're one of the best Elfés I've seen and I've been apart of a lot of FFVII livejournal role-plays. You capture her serious side and keep the leadership in her personality well, also her concern for her comrades. Though she hasn't been seen with a silly/trolling side IC, that is good character development (plus I suppose it is hard to avoid trolling people here).You're wonderful! Don't forget that.
OOC: I've been letting this message (amongst a few others) sit in my inbox for the past year or so, because I'm a serial hoarder and a sentimental sap who likes to tuck away things so I can look back at them later. It's one of the messages from when I asked to be critiqued a while back. Anyway, I'm going to be posting this one because I'm almost certain I know who the person who sent this one is. c:
And to you, Anon, thank you so much! This really means a lot to me. I can't even formulate a proper response for this-- even after a year has passed! It truly was wonderful RPing with you, in fact, it was one of the many RP highlights as Elfé! :')
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This post is going to be the last one on this blog because I'm giving roleplaying a break. RL is getting very demanding these days, and priorities must always come first. I am, however, going to keep this blog up because of the memories I've made on here.
(I'll definitely be taking up my favorite eco-terrorist to RP again in the future!)
I had so much fun RPing with everyone here on FFT. It really was an amazing experience all in all, the very first one here on Tumblr that I've come to know and love, and I hope to see the group pick up again soon.
[he sighs] Shin-Ra has caused more than its fair share of problems. Although I must say I never knew my face was all over the place back then, I just hope it wasn’t on wanted posters. As for the quiet, well maybe we’re just too remnants of a time that was far too tumultuous for us to adjust to a time of peace. I still look for fights as if I were still SOLDIER.
Your face on wanted posters? Probable, but unlikely. After all, Shin-Ra does their best to conceal any problems within their company. Certainly they'd be ruined if the public were to see them being-- [Somewhat amused and sarcastic in tone] anything less than perfect. But to clarify, the pictures I saw then were advertisements for a fan club of yours. I take it that you were far too busy to even realize that you had one.
[A scornful look crosses her features at the mention of the Remnants]
-- But old habits die hard, I'm afraid. [Silently relating and agreeing with his statement.] Though you've been...decommissioned, I suppose that you're a SOLDIER still, at heart.
[he laughs lightly and shakes his head] So that’s how they played off my desertion. I never really took the time to find out. But yes, I am one of the SOLDIERs that should be dead.
[Dryly] I must say that I’m not at all surprised by that. To Shin-Ra and the former president, lives were nothing but expendable commodities that were easily replaced.
Well, it’s a pleasure meeting another ghost, Genesis.
[he shrugs] Hence the reason I left, or at least one of them. I agree, it is a pleasure to meet you. Around here it’s not too often that you run into someone from the same world, let alone one who knows who you are.
Gaia's been far too quiet lately, and I don't think it's the good kind of quiet either. [A slight shrug as she turns her gaze upwards, to the sky] -- Let's just say that I was more than well-acquainted with Shin-Ra and its personnel. But even without prior knowledge, passing by LOVELESS Avenue without seeing a picture of your face posted somewhere was near impossible back then.
myglassesareflawless replied to your post: [observes her from a distance]
[approaches her, and inclines her head respectfully] Have we met?
[In turn, respect is reciprocated as her stormy eyes soften subtly.]
I'm certain that we haven't. [A short pause as the recognition of her school uniform sets in] Are you one of the students from the academy that I've been hearing so much about?
[All of a sudden, Elfé feels another presence. Stormy hues shift some paces away to find a young, dark-haired girl, in what appears to be a school uniform, observing her. The older woman says nothing and only returns the observant gaze.]
[he pulls his hand back and crosses his arms] Well if you’re from the same world as I then you would know me from my work with SOLDIER. 1st Class Genesis Rhapsodos.
[In turn, she folds her arms as well, expression mild and neutral.] Hn. It’s been a while since I’ve heard that name; many years, in fact. If I’m not mistaken, you’re one of the SOLDIERs that was allegedly ‘killed’ in action, correct?
[he laughs lightly and shakes his head] So that’s how they played off my desertion. I never really took the time to find out. But yes, I am one of the SOLDIERs that should be dead.
[Dryly] I must say that I'm not at all surprised by that. To Shin-Ra and the former president, lives were nothing but expendable commodities that were easily replaced.
Well, it's a pleasure meeting another ghost, Genesis.
"To those who loved this world, and knew friendly company therein..."
OOC: Not sure if I should post this here, but here goes anyway. It's to let everyone in the community know that I'm alive, just busy with a backlog of schoolwork amongst other things.
I hopped on one foot and then the other as we walked toward the observatory. The Cosmoan sun high and bright, russet-colored sand dancing past us with the wind in arms. After I had gotten accustomed to life here, the scent of sun and dust were things I began to associate with the place I eventually called home.
"Fuhito," I said, skipping ahead by just a few inches. "Elder Bugenhagen... How old is he again?"
Boyish features turned my way, accompanied by a low, mirthful chuckle. The sunlight reflected off his glasses almost blindingly, and I noted just how much his specs looked unflattering and large for his diminutive face. "Old, Elfe," he said, shaking his head.
"Just how old?"
"Father says he's about a hundred, or more."
My eyes opened wide, almost losing balance with all my weight on one foot. "Wow! He's a lot older than Elder Hargo and Elder Bughe," incredulity and amazement ran through my cadence. To an eight year old, living into your hundreds seemed equivalent to being immortal.
Another chuckle escaped his lips. "He's been one of the elders of this place before you and I were born. Before father, too." He tilted his head back a bit, brown eyes meeting the single one tangled in the canopy above, as if contemplating something-- or caught in a sudden daydream.
I stopped briefly to adjust my posture.
"Let's go," he said, turning to me, "we're going to be late."
I nodded and leapt a couple of steps forward, harmonizing with his pace, leaving our tiny tracks in the sand that would soon be brushed away by the wind.
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I stood on that very spot now, the observatory in my line of sight. Three white lilies were clutched in my hand, fragrant and sweet against the harsh scent of the desert.
I knelt down before a simple plaque surrounded by many other flowers. Hand-engraved with skill and precision, it read: "In memory of our beloved Elder, Bugenhagen." I swept my hand across the surface to clear away the grains of sand that obscured the rest of was written in smaller text. "He shared not only his knowledge with Gaia, but his heart as well. May he rest in peace."
I heard of Elder Bugenhagen's passing some years ago, with a heavy heart. Word had spread that I, the leader of AVALANCHE, had been executed by Shin-Ra. I was "dead", according to records, but alive and in exile in actuality. (For that, I had Tseng and Rufus to thank). In order for the public and the late President to buy that, I was to lay low and stay out of sight. Because of that, I was not able to properly mourn on this soil with those that I've come to know as my family. I was not allowed to say a simple 'thank you' and 'farewell', or leave flowers behind to show my gratitude with a small parting gift for the elder who taught Fuhito and I as children. Instead, I remembered weeping silently, without tears, as Veld rested a gentle hand on my shoulder when I learned of the news. My heart fell and my mind spun, but I kept my composure all the while.
Now, I was alone, by myself, able to mourn as I pleased when I laid the blossoms on the plaque. This visit of mine was long overdue.
A single tear slid down my cheek, quietly apologizing as I allowed my eyes to soften, reading over the words a second time. My mind then drifted to the other two faces I held so dearly close to my heart; back before my world burned to ashes, leaving nothing but ghostly memories in its wake.
The man who took me in and raised me as his own, when I had no memories and nowhere else to go. I'm forever indebted to you, and I miss you dearly.
Goodbye, father.
The man who taught me so much about the planet and the life on it; how everything was precious, and should be treated as such. How our biggest problem as humans, was overlooking the simple things that really mattered. I think I understand that now. Thank you.
Goodbye, Elder Bugenhagen.
I took a deep breath as I felt a pervading memory swirl in my mind, piercing through my thoughts like a sharp knife. I shut my eyes close, forcing another warm tear to trickle down my face. I bit my lip and shook a little, hands clenched into tight fists at the vivid image that formed in full color.
It was a face that often haunted me, but never dared to speak of again. As much as I'd like to believe that the past was behind me, I couldn't deny the immense grief and agony that lingered.
With much reluctance, I allowed my thoughts to drift to him. And, to my surprise, I was able to recall a pair of kind brown eyes that shyly hid behind the specs that framed them. To a subtle smile, and once, my voice of reason. I then remembered sunny days, and idly sitting on the outskirts of town, worry-free as children; rose-colored sunsets and racing up the many flights of stone stairs all over town. My brother and my friend, just as how I'd like to remember him, despite everything that happened all those years ago.
Goodbye, Fuhito.
The wind that whirled past me almost sounded wistful with its howl. Maybe the planet pities me, I thought bitterly.
I took some time to ground myself mentally before pushing myself back up to stand, drawing in another deep breath. My chest fell as my eyes moved to the observatory once more to register the unfamiliar, errant shrubs that poked out of the ground. This place still looked the same, yet it changed a great deal in my absence.
Different children now played in the house that Fuhito and I grew up in. They probably ran the same old dusty paths we did, under the same rose-colored sunsets.
I turned my back to leave at last, the white flowers serving as the only proof of my visit. The lump in my throat began to subside; my footsteps were steady again, and my breathing was returning to normal.
This place was once my home, and in a way, it still is. However, I've come to realize that it no longer has a place for me-- not anymore.
Though there was a good distance between the two, Elfé was sure that the tall, willowy woman clad in a dark suit could only be one person: Ku. The woman simply stared, standing still, with an air of silence hanging above her. It was apparent that she noticed Elfé.
Did she know of current circumstances? Despite being dubious and unsure, Elfé approached her anyway.
As Ku saw Elfé make her way towards her, she herself moved to close the distance between them. It had certainly been quite some time since she last saw Elfé, and Ku was mildly curious as to what she had been up to in that period of time.
"Likewise." Elfé, who overtime got accustomed to seeing Ku and the other Turks in their casual attire whenever they would visit her and Veld, found it hard to process the woman's image once again donning her old uniform. During that course in time in exile, Elfé had built a good link between her and her father's band of misfits that could even, perhaps, be considered a friendship. And now, seeing Ku in that old suit again brought her a disconcerting and sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.
[he pulls his hand back and crosses his arms] Well if you’re from the same world as I then you would know me from my work with SOLDIER. 1st Class Genesis Rhapsodos.
[In turn, she folds her arms as well, expression mild and neutral.] Hn. It's been a while since I've heard that name; many years, in fact. If I'm not mistaken, you're one of the SOLDIERs that was allegedly 'killed' in action, correct?
-grins a little, then nods- I’m doing alright. Backlogged with jobs but it’s not a bad set up. Haha~ Haven’t seen you around in a while though. -tilts his head- I take it you’re busy too…?
Ever the restless man you are, Zack Fair.
Well... It surely is good to see that you're doing well. At least that much hasn't changed in my absence. [She folds her arms and idly takes a couple of steps forward, back turned to Zack; her eyes fixed on the sky above her.] ... Unlike you, I can't say that I've been busy. You see, [A pause] I've just returned from Cosmo Canyon.
