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sᴀᴢʜ ᴋᴀᴛᴢʀᴏʏ １． ＵＮＷＩＬＬＩＮＧ | ２． ＲＥＬＵＣＴＡＮＴ Independent Sazh Katzroy ask & roleplay. Tracking #invxtus This is a ＮＯ ＳＨＩＰ blog!

[txcitus]

ooc|

Calling it now, semi-hiatus until Sunday maybe Monday. This world cup has destroyed me emotionally as a person, I’m replying at half the speed of smell

[crescxndo-blog]

      dismissively waving a slim hand and coupling       the action with a smile for good measure, she       silently glances down to the creature atop her       mystical  instrument . for  a  moment ,  she’s       concerned that the etwahl may become unruly       because of the animal’s intrusion, though a       moment passes without incident. a sigh of       relief comes, being one of the only noises she       is able to produce. a finger comes to poke at it’s       little belly in amusement, and she trades a glance       with the older gentleman, akin to a child in awe with       something new. that juvenile innocence is a rarity       with her — but of course, the man has no way of       knowing that. 

      plucking a few strings on the other end of her etwahl,       so as not to disturb the little creature sitting on it, the       brief song speaks to the older man in a way unlike       any he’s likely heard before. it seems to ask a question:

      " what is your name? “

[invxtus]

The chocobo chick squeaked softly, shifting about on the instrument in a delicate manner that, as usual, suggested more intelligence than her appearance would suggest. Dajh, meanwhile, was entranced by the instrument (it was big and shiny and pretty) and he was halfway to grabbing at it with all the grace a handsy six year old could muster when Sazh swooped him up and away with a stern expression.

"Oh no you don't," he admonished, setting the boy on his shoulders instead - soon to be joined by the chick, who flew dizzying patterns around chubby fingers.

Despite all that, he bore an indulgent smile towards the (for all intents and purposes) friendly woman, only broken when he heard the strange, beautiful music that spoke to him. Not in some metaphorical way, like when he was listening to something that evoked a deep emotional response - it literally spoke, like as in language, and he understood it.

Imagine that.

"I'm Sazh. This right here is Dajh, and that - that's his chocobo chick," he introduced, pointing to each in turn. "That's a fine instrument you got there; never seen that at the symphony. 'Course, I haven't been to a symphony, so what do I know?"

[crescxndo-blog]

            ” … “

      the silence evokes a poignant atmosphere,       skinny, idle fingers caressing the strings of       her etwahl. she’s so obviously absentminded,       gaze adrift and without focus. 

[invxtus]

A single chirp broke the silence - followed by another, and another, followed by the sounds of scurrying, tiny footsteps. Moments later, heavier, slower thuds followed; an older man, chasing a toddler, chasing a baby chocobo. The smallest of the three landed on the stranger's etwahl, peering up at a wordless expression with wonder, before the boy chasing him stopped in front of her - and Sazh behind him.

"Aw, hell, I'm sorry about that. You know kids," he offered gently, his brusque tone equal parts embarrassment and frustration.

[kyrating]

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[invxtus]

"Is chocolina in there?"

“Haven’t seen her around lately…but if you do see her, tell her to put some goddamn clothes on. Feel like she’s my little girl, walkin’ around with them titties hangin’ out like that…goddamn shame.”

[invxtus]

ooc|

Gotta jump on that FFXIII goodness.

Got a lot of grinding and upgrading to do before round 1 with Orphan~

[invxtus]

"…But I need money for sheep…"

"Vanille, I'm giving you to the count of three - nah, you know what, I'm just gonna call her right now and put some goddamn clothes on, girl, you're like 15."

[disputationix-blog]

▐┃❛♕ Immediate had the physical response to his sarcasm been, cerulean accented resplendence rolling effortlessly within orifices, nearly an instinctual response to such comments. Though the further they traveled in the silence, the next words falling from the man’s mouth were, not necessarily helpful given she knew the information, but moreso decentto hear, considering it wasn’t complaining.

              ❝ Yeah. We’ll go on three.                                 —— Ready? ❞

[invxtus]

Rolling her eyes and everything. It almost made him laugh, but he knew better; years on her or not, it was pretty obvious which of them was the better fighter, and her short temper wasn't gonna be doing him any favors if he got snarky.

"Fuck it," he offered with a shrug of his shoulders, grabbing his guns from their holsters in that loose, bouncy way of his; a contrast to the soldier's tightly controlled shots and swigs.

When her count reached three, he lumbered after her and to the side, laying down a barrage of suppressing fire; one-two, three-four, five-six, all the way to twelve before he was forced to pause and re-up his ammunition - nonetheless, more than enough time for the soldier to go ahead and do some damage.

[sadisticframes-deactivated20140]

            《♕》  Emerald orbs scanned the crowd, they landed upon two figures.                                  Calmly sauntering up to both the figures.                                    Plastering on a false facade of kindness.                             ❝  Why hello there!  ❞                                  A fake smile blessed it way across her rosy lips.

[invxtus]

There was just somethin' about that woman that struck him as downright unsettling. Maybe it was the way her smile didn't quite reach her eyes - either way, his first instinct was to place himself in front of Dajh. As if a 40 year old pilot stood a chance against this - whatever the hell, overly boobified PSICOM lady.

"Yeah, uh, hello."

Sazh inclined his head, the picture of politeness despite his distinct (and to be frank, obvious) discomfort.

[disputationix-blog]

▐┃❛♕ ❝ Well you chose to follow me so I don’t wanna hear your complaining! ❞

              Tones rise before roseate adorned cranium turns, visage facing forward once more. Lithe appendages move in graceful though sharp manner, gloved palms resting upon belted hip as she walks along the Hanging Edge, attempting to find her way to the Vestige.

[invxtus]

"Complainin'? Nah, wouldn't think of it. I love runnin', damn near as much as I love breathin' right now."

Well, Sazh was complaining a bit, indirectly; however tetchy the soldier was (and he could swear on every fal'Cie he could name that she did indeed have a massive stick rammed far up her ass), she was keeping him alive - and by extension, maybe giving him and Dajh some hope for the future. His movements were slower and less sharp, a pilot's body unused to combat being forced into a back-up role - which he could handle, more or less.

"I'm guessin' we're gonna have to fight all 5 of those PSICOM guys."

[invxtus]

if you want some of this sweet sazh action, like this post and i'ma hit you up to plot and stuff, yeah :3

[disputationix-blog]

▐┃❛♕ ❝ Tch — just carry your own weight. Don’t slow me down. ❞

[invxtus]

Tch was right; he'd been in long distance running in high school, but that was long before the soldier was even born. Well, shit, he didn't really have a choice did he.

"Uh-huh, don't mind my knees creakin', that's just background music for our frantic mad dash into Hell itself."

[disputationix-blog]

▐┃❛♕ ❝ Why’re you so stuck on sticking around in the first place? Things are only getting messy from here on out. You should go. ❞

[invxtus]

"The hell - where I'm gonna go, maybe take a nice dip in the waters of abandoned Bodhum, play the slots in Nautilus? Like it or not, we're stuck together, soldier girl."

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