Lion Hearted

affiliated rp blog for squall leonhart from final fantasy

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“Just a reminder that there are children in this city.”

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disgracxd:

“Shush on that. You’re one of those people that come round and keep the green houses in Sector Six clear of monsters so people can go in and harvest,  aren’t you? Well, I benefited from that so this is just me repaying you while I lived there.”

He frowned, furrowing his brow and feeling his breath catch in his throat to create a soft grunt from his form. His fingers ran back through his hair and he let out a soft sigh.

“I don’t need repayment for that. There are a variety of people who pay me for doing it. It’s my job...” He simply didn’t enjoy taking charity from people, he supposed. Despite the fact that he’d accepted payment in the form of money and food...but those people had come to him for help.

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disgracxd:

“If it’s just a simple tear, I can sew it up for you.” 

“I...couldn’t ask you to do that. Not for free, anyway.”

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“Coat’s got a tear in it...guess I should look into getting a new one...”

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riselution:

well, that explained a bit. granted, she hadn’t known them to be particularly defensive of their kin, but there was a lot that rise didn’t quite know about those things. for starters, why they were so damn persistent in chasing them, and why it seemed like everyone was just way faster than her… she couldn’t help it if her legs were more for show!

of course, his next words were a bit more of a surprise, and when he turned around to attack one of the beasts, rise practically skidded to a stop. this wasn’t right; she couldn’t just leave him like this without helping at all! after all, she wasn’t entirely useless in a fight like this, as long as she had himiko. sure, most of her analytical skills were sealed away based upon the bit of chittering that the persona had done within her head, but there was at least something that she could do to help! she just knew it!

“ I can help you too! I’ll try not to get in your way while you fight, but I can at least give you some help with healing in the meantime. ”

she wasn’t about to let him get torn up for her sake. not if she had anything to say about it.

Squall was a skilled fighter, there was no doubting that. There was a reason he’d been chosen to lead SeeD to battle against Ultimecia. There was a reason Cid had appointed him...and it wasn’t because of his heritage. It wasn’t because of his family line. It was because of the skill he’d shown through various situations. He didn’t like leadership but even he had to admit he was decent at it. He didn’t much care for so many people depending upon his leadership...mostly because he didn’t want to be the reason that they died when that inevitability came. But he’d come to shoulder the burden and make it his.

His head turned, looking over his shoulder at her and frowning a bit. “I--” He paused, sighing heavily. His shoulders slumped with the action and he gave a light shake of his head. He was about to say that he could heal himself...but he knew that she wanted to help. He could see that familiar look in her eye. She could heal him though? How? She didn’t look like she carried any kind of weapon or anything and...

His thought was cut short as one of them swiped at his face with filthy, claw-like fingernails, his head jerking back just barely. A sharp smack of his wooden sword across the creature’s wrist rewarded him with a pained yelp. He would have followed it up with a fire spell...if he had any.

“Fine... Just be careful and keep your distance from these things. It doesn’t look like it’s going to take much to drive them away.” The wrist-smacked creature lunged at him again, this time Squall’s body jerked to one side. Soon after delivering a sharp smack of wood against the side of the creature’s head, sending him head over heels across the floor before falling limp. A blow to the temple did wonders.

However, while he was busy with that, he hadn’t paid much attention to where he was going. This led him directly into one of the other remaining three, one of which shoved their hand against his side, digging claws into his ribs. His eyes went wide and he gritted his teeth, elbow swinging backward to slam into the mutant’s jaw, making them release him. “Damn...” He muttered, glancing down at the gradually blooming red stain on his white shirt. Fingers tightened on his sword and his other hand came up to press into his wounded side. He backed himself up slowly, swinging his sword through the air with a wince with every step the mutants took toward him.

He really wished he had fire.

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xmoonglowx:

“I got put in Sector two, not the best place to live when you take into account all the poison smoke in the air. Or the puddles of it all. So I’m glad for the job and getting away from there. I’m hoping I’ll get a chance to move to sector five. For some reason, people keep lighting six on fire.”

There was no smug grin at the gurgling of his stomach, nor any teasing. She stepped aside, allowing her new friend to led the way to wherever he desired to eat that day.

“So, what’s your job?”

He just listened to her words, nodding lightly whenever she stopped talking. He was listening, at the very least, he just had nothing to say about it. Sector Two was a pit, he remembered. He hadn’t been back there because...well, he really had no reason to go there. He had no desire to and no job had forced him to make his way into that stink pit at all.

“...It’s covered in trees. It’s probably the most flammable.” He muttered simply, shrugging his shoulders, “Idiots looking for attention.”

He furrowed his brow slightly and ran his fingers through his hair slowly, letting out a soft sigh. “I’m a...mercenary, for lack of a better term. Though it’s mostly clearing out monsters and fending off people who are trying to stop someone from doing something.”

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“I’ve never considered marriage. I’m a little too busy for something like that.”

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⇕ = holding their hand .

“...Are you that scared?”

He’d gotten himself hurt...but not hurt enough to warrant being too worried. There was blood but it was manageable at the very least. He’d intervened in someone getting their purse stolen. The robber pulled a knife. Something he hadn’t really expected but should have. Call it a failure on his part to foresee what was really going on. The knife wound in his gut wasn’t the worst wound he’d ever suffered but it did hurt a great deal.

‘Guess it’s time to be the tough guy.’

He sighed heavily, rolling his head around his shoulders before forcing himself into a standing position. An attempt was made to hide the pain but it showed rather easily within his eyes, his fingers gripping her own hand tightly, having not let go despite the fact that it wasn’t really his...thing.

“See...? Not bad at all...let’s...get going.”

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“ Um, wait… you’re not gonna turn this friendship into some weird James Bond kinda thing where you kiss and run, right? ”

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❛ Who in the world am I? Ah, that’s the great puzzle. ❜

“You are who you are. That’s all you need to be.”

It was something he’d seen people go through before. Granted, she wasn’t having some kind of identity crisis...but he knew people that suffered through things like that. He wasn’t some guru who could give someone amazing advice that would change their entire viewpoint. All he knew was that he’d been himself and only himself his entire life...and he’d gotten pretty far just doing that. “It doesn’t matter who you are as long as you’re...uh... you.”

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“About as chaotic as I remember on a Sunday.”

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❛ You’re thinking about something, and it makes you forget to talk. ❜

“There’s nothing forgetful about it. I just have nothing to say.”

Though it was rather true that he had a tendency to wander off into his own thoughts, especially in times of crisis. He preferred to stick to his own head, he knew what was going on there. He could peace together a solution to things that were to come there. When the chaos of the outside world were crumbling all around him, his thoughts protected him just long enough to formulate some plan of action. Then again, this wasn’t exactly one of those times.

He just didn’t like talking to people sometimes.

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➳ ALICE IN WONDERLAND BY LEWIS CARROLL; STARTER SENTENCES.

❛ It’s no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then. ❜

❛ We’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad. ❜

❛ Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. ❜

❛ If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn’t. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn’t be. And what it wouldn’t be, it would. You see? ❜

❛ Who in the world am I? Ah, that’s the great puzzle. ❜

❛ I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, ‘Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.’ ❜

❛ Curiouser and curiouser! ❜

❛ One of the deep secrets of life is that all that is really worth the doing is what we do for others. ❜

❛ Why is a raven like a writing-desk? ❜

❛ If everybody minded their own business, the world would go around a great deal faster than it does. ❜

❛ No, no! The adventures first, explanations take such a dreadful time. ❜

❛ Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality. ❜

❛ Everything is funny, if you can laugh at it. ❜

❛ I’m afraid I can’t explain myself, sir. Because I am not myself, you see? ❜

❛ My dear, here we must run as fast as we can, just to stay in place. And if you wish to go anywhere you must run twice as fast as that. ❜

❛ Off with their heads! ❜

❛ Well, I never heard it before, but it sounds uncommon nonsense. ❜

❛ No wise fish would go anywhere without a porpoise. ❜

❛ It would be so nice if something made sense for a change. ❜

❛ It’s always tea-time. ❜

❛ I don’t know the meaning of half those long words, and I don’t believe you do either! ❜

❛ Look after the senses and the sounds will look after themselves. ❜

❛ Rule Forty-two. All persons more than a mile high to leave the court. ❜

❛ You’re thinking about something, and it makes you forget to talk. ❜

❛ Birds of a feather flock together. ❜

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回

回 = patching a wound .

“People are usually a little more careful when they’re dealing with a pack of wolves. I don’t know what kind of things you have to fight where you’re from but I’m pretty sure that was just plain careless.”

The chastising came because, while she’d put up an admirable fight, her combat had been a little sloppy. She was obviously a warrior of some kind. She had the look about her...not to mention the weapons she carried on her person. Squall himself had been forced to fight wolves on many occasions. They were a pain...and here he only had a wooden weapon to keep himself defended. He hadn’t been a whole lot of help.

Heaving a quiet sigh from his lips...Squall moved forward, hovering his hand over the wound and focusing upon it. White light blossomed from the palm of his hand and upon the wound, giving her some relief and healing it for the most part before he stood up slowly.

‘Two more left for the day...probably best to avoid scuffles of any kind.’

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回 = patching a wound .

Normally he wouldn’t be one to get involved in these kinds of things. His lips drew into a tight line when he saw her wrapping up a scrape that she’d gotten. It could have been that she’d just fallen...or maybe someone pushed her. Hit her. Something  to that end, anyway. Squall’s brows came together and shoulders sagged slowly in a quiet sigh.

“You wanna tell me how you got that? Something tells me it’s more than just ‘you fell’. I’ve been wrong before though.”

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✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair .  ❤ = kissing them .  ₪ =  asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .  ♣ = discovering them crying .  回 = patching a wound .  ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

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