hiatus.

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[kalxsta-blog]

HIATUS

•( I think it’s been clear because of the lack of threads going on around here, but I wanted to make it official. It’s an indefinite one, because I honestly have no idea when I’ll be back- I can’t even keep vengeaces up properly lol. so... yeah :) if any of you guys on here don’t follow my main rp, it’s here! )

[kalxsta-blog]

"And h o w would I know this?" The statement, probably meant to reassure her, made her even more suspicious and she turned, so this ... monster...  would be able to see her weapon. 

Enough playing. Her own voice echoed in the back of her head. 

“Okay. What is it then, that you want?”

[kalxsta-blog]

(closed rp with @magic-twisty continued from here.)

Hearing the growl directed at him, Fate quickly raised his hands up, slowly inching away from the lass. He almost wondered if it wasn’t safer to simply try his luck with the horde of girls following him or staying where he was.

“I’m truly sorry Kalista,” He muttered but eyes widened with fright as the light sprung on. He dashed forward, quickly turning off the light. He quickly shushed any remark the owner of the apartment made, his heart thundering in fright as he waited with a bated breath if the girls found him or not.

Only when their angry shouts and footsteps faded away did the thief allowed to release a relieved sigh. He swiftly spun around to apologize to the lady of vengeance, it wouldn’t do him any good to keep her pissed at him.

“I’ll do you’re paperwork, promise. You don’t need to worry about it at all. Just, don’t throw me out, please?”

“Hmm.” Kalista pursed her lips and thought for a moment. Truth be told, all she wanted to do was s l e e p. There was so much to do, and this... person she didn’t even know just climbed in like she owed him something. 

I owe him nothing. A small voice echoed in the back of her head, and the tired female just sighed and shook her head. 

“You know what, help me with this and I might even let you stay overnight to keep you away from these kiddos.” 

[sweetbunie]

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[cxrellian]

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[devincta-moved]

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[bxhl]

( so imma make my talon blog ; very slowly and lazily tho ) 

[kalxsta-blog]

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[kinkcu-archive-blog]

“We’re always trying to justify our actions with ideals. But ideals cannot give grounds for killing another person. The act of taking a life will always be considered… evil.” (kalxsta)

X . TOKYO GHOUL.

                           — Accepting !

                   ❝ It  is never so simple. ❞

          She would be lying if she said snuffing human lives didn’t bother her — but she would be lying if she said it did. Truthfully, there was no emotion to be found in the act… Too much emotion would make her tasks sloppy indeed. That didn’t mean, of course, there was no time for emotion to be channeled into other endeavors… On her own time, in solitude, when she held no obligations (and even then, her mother’s voice would bore incessantly into her very skin). To call the Order’s obligations ideals was a heinous display of  IGNORANCE  — ideals were hollow and trifling in the face of the very  COSMOS  .

                   ❝ Good, evil — they are transient.                      BALANCE  never changes. One                      life lost is another gained… Of course,                      I would never expect you to understand,                               SHADOW  DWELLER  . ❞                        

[kalxsta-blog]

"But it never h u r t s to try and understand. And yes, evil can be a relative term, but is taking a life really something to be measured? Don’t we all take lives for ourselves?” 

Of course, she would never understand this new warrior’s intents, but taking lives- destroying a story so hard earned by the person, wasn’t that evil? War would bring the killing of soldiers, assassination the death of a kingpin. Death. But where did that leave her? Where did that leave them? Only in guilt and blood. 

[sgtsniper]

a playlist to help combat writers block with some chill, some lyrical, soundtracks, and everything else in between. for all the writers who can’t seem to get the story going any further. (listen)

i. Still the japanese house ii. the End of All Things Panic! at the Disco iii. S.T.A.Y. Hans Zimmer iv. You the 1975 v. Royals lorde vi. Coffee Sylvan Esso vii. Rather Be Clean Bandit ft. Jess Glynne viii. Eyes Shut Years & Years ix. Start a Riot Banners x. Overjoyed Bastille xi. Arcadia The Kite String Tangle xii. Lay Me Down Sam Smith xiii. Fly Ludovico Einaudi xiv. Time Hans Zimmer xv. What It Is Kodaline

[kalxsta-blog]

The warrior only grumbled and gingerly stood up. She hobbled over to her protector (oh, so that’s what she is now?) and offered an o u t s t r e t c h e d arm. 

“Maybe I can fight-” Kalista started, but closed her mouth immediately when she thought of all the things Janna would pour out on her if she finished that thought. “Never mind. I didn’t say anything. Shall we get going?” 

[windfxrce-archived-deactivated2]

She would bring a slender digit to her lips, signalling the Other to be quiet. “Shh.” She would whisper, before waiting a few moments. Dead silence. “Hmm. I’d hoped you wouldn’t finish that sentence.” She would state, before taking the Other’s outstretched arm.

“With haste.” She would say, allowing the Other to lean on her as they set off back towards camp.

[kalxsta-blog]

The look on her face was not at all impressed as she leaned on the slender figure offering her help.

A slight rustling of trees seemed to startle Kalista as she limped on, one arm around Janna and one firmly grasping her spear. 

“Did you hear that?”

[vengeaces-blog]

( so I accidentally spent like an hour experimenting with diff color psds and ? it looks decent? brb looking for a pretty psd )

[harmonichesitation]

[kalxsta-blog]

The warrior only grumbled and gingerly stood up. She hobbled over to her protector (oh, so that's what she is now?) and offered an o u t s t r e t c h e d arm. 

“Maybe I can fight-” Kalista started, but closed her mouth immediately when she thought of all the things Janna would pour out on her if she finished that thought. “Never mind. I didn’t say anything. Shall we get going?” 

[vengeaces-blog]

( lightly updated FAQs. please read them if you haven’t before. )

[heartsnmagic]

[aquatic-hybrid]

“ that’s… a lot of blood ” (kalxsta)

Shady contracts were never anything to shrug off, specially if they are located on a secluded forest-like area, unfortunately he walked right into a trap and payed a heavy price by not noticing it sooner. Regardless, Akio was the last one standing with a blade as bloody as his wounds, the three attacker were now dealt with yet he was going to meet the same fate as them if he doesn’t get any help.

But then he heard someone talking about his wounds, which made him face the newcomer, “be honest…how bad is it…” He joked before coughing some blood, “ugh…do you happen…to have anything on you to help?”

@kalxsta

[kalxsta-blog]

"It is pretty bad. If you can walk properly, I might be able to take you back to camp. But here-” the woman hurriedly searched her knapsack for anything that could help. 

The only thing she was able to pull out was half a canteen of water, which she threw near the wounded summoner in exasperation. After a moment of thought she started to rip some of her shirt into long, thin bandages, then remembered to ask for permission. “... May I?”