Pacifist

[starflowerprodigy-blog]

Rubbing his cheek on Jude’s, gently, really, he was just trying to show his love, he giggled.

“Aaaw, I have so many things to tell you, you know? But- I’ll need to let you go if I want tea, right?” A pout. “But I don’t want to let go, we have a problem here, Jude.”

[mxdicalstudent-blog]

Yes this was.. Quite the predicament. He laughs softly, pressing his own cheek against Aster’s in a soft means of affection.

“Well.. I suppose so. Maybe just this once you can tell me about it and then I’ll make tea. But that means you have to let go Aster when it’s time!”

[starflowerprodigy-blog]

“I heard tea? Yes, I’d like some, pretty please!” Literally jumping on Jude, he hugged the other tightly, adding. “I’m home~!”

[mxdicalstudent-blog]

He yelled, adjusting so he could Aster in a bridal like embrace. Softly does the student laugh, and recalls exactly why it was that he fell for such a character.

“I see that! How about you tell me about your adventures when I get tea set up?”

[mxdicalstudent-blog]

“Well, well, well. Look who’s home. Shall I put some tea on?”

[mxdicalstudent-blog]

There's not many words that were said, Mikleo has Jude's hands in his― And he leans down to plant a gentle kiss on his lips, pulling away just as quickly.

Amber’s are fixated on the book in hand, flipping through the pages as he revised. There was a test coming in a month’s time, and that meant he had to work hard in order to obtain the correct result that would make his parents proud.. He had to work hard in order to be worth something.

The student didn’t react to the Spirit holding his hand, seeing as no words were ever really exchanged. They’d grown used to each other’s presence, even if they were so different. An unlikely bond that had formed since they’d first met, and Mikleo ended up staying at his dormitory when not exploring.

Jude turns to ask a question, but is shuts up immediately once lips are against his own and then pulled away just as quickly. Red dusts his cheeks in a soft blush, but his lips curl to a gentle smile reserved only for few.

“You getting restless already?”

[mxdicalstudent-blog]

The crate, right. It had almost been forgotten in Alvin’s complete and utter disbelief. Yet regardless of how baffled he was at the young man’s survival, he still had a job to do, and it wasn’t as though he could blow this one off for a better paying on the fly. He was working for Yurgen; there was no escaping him.

“Yeah, I’m heading into town but…” He looked at his goods, the crate now possessing a rather sizable dent. If any of the fruit was damaged, Yurgen would take it out of his salary. Nothing for it; the delivery needed to be done. He picked up the crate with ease and turned to face Jude.

“You should be proud of me. I’m on the straight and narrow now. No more mercenary work.” He’d given it up after everything that happened. He had no reason to keep going after finally being able to return home to Trigleph, and finding the motivation to continue in that particular field was hard to come by after his mother passed. One could say he had turned over a new leaf, but he was still dealing with the consequences from all the people he screwed over before.

Jude eyed the goods carefully, finger resting against his temple as he would have done a year ago. Old habits never did die with the young boy, and it was clear that he hadn’t changed at all since he’d vanished. Being trapped in a coma like state.. The days passed without him, until he was almost lost to history. Never to be seen again, to be forgotten about.

Yet he never was forgotten, never once lost to time. It made him feel happy, that wasn’t forgotten about as he’d originally thought. It was a warming feeling, yet... How much had changed?

Was Elize okay? Did Leia find her calling? Was Rowen safe?

What happened to Milla..?

He jumped slightly when Alvin lifted the crate, shocked by the whole ordeal. Yet laughter sounded from the white bird, and without a second thought Jude’s hand moves on it’s own. Grasping the bird, he chucks it away with an exclamation of ‘You can walk by yourself!’ and he huffed slightly. Jude turned to look at Alvin with an embarrassed grin, yet it quickly turned bright.

“That’s great! I knew you could do it!”

[mxdicalstudent-blog]

Ludger had told himself he wouldn’t cry at this reunion, and he was doing well until the other manspoke. He really had missed his friend all this time. He had the others, thankfully – otherwise, he wasn’t sure what could have happened from too much loneliness. But now that his best friend was back, he couldn’t exactly hold it in. It wasn’t too many tears, at least. Ludger had never been one to be so openly emotional with people, even when they were close.

“I’ve missed you too,” he replied, already embracing the younger tightly. Totally normal for best friends to do this though, right? Whatever, people could stare all they wanted. His hold loosened a bit as he pulled away some to look, take him in. He was really back.

Teal hues glistened, smiling along with his lips. But he caught himself getting too emotional, laughing nervously. “S-sorry, it’s just…it’s been so weird without you. I got worried, but…I knew you’d be okay…” Worried was an understatement. More like panicked – to the point where his nightmares became more frequent, about losing his friend in gruesome detail. Their other friends grew worried for Ludger’s safety as well, opting to stay nights with him in case anything were to happen.

It was a long process, but Ludger seemed to get back on track somewhat after a few months. And it was more than relieving to know he wouldn’t have to go through that again, that he could sleep peacefully knowing the whereabouts of his companion now.

Jude knew that there really wasn’t much to say. He was home, that was all. Yet he was still adjusting to the unfamiliar coldness. Of how his leg wasn’t exactly.. How it once was. Uncomfortable was the only word he found to fit. Yet he keeps the practiced smile on his lips, having practiced so much that he’d begun to fool himself..

An undignified squawk manages to leave him, eyes wide at the sudden embrace. It’d been a while since he had one of those, he thinks bitterly that all he’d received was a slap for being so reckless. It was upsetting to think of, really.. Best not to dwell on it. Especially in the presence of another.

His arms are slow to respond, but gently does Jude return the hug with gentleness. It was very much like the doctor to be gentle, a gentle soul. Pacifistic by nature.

Ambers watched the other, hues reflecting a subtle joy for being home yet a fear of him seeing what had really happened. Why he’d been so late coming back, that he almost died by himself. Instead, Jude laughs softly and shook his head.

“You’re starting to sound like me Ludger.” Jude pointed out with an amused grin, poking the other’s nose carefully. “Everything turned out alright at least, Balan got his items and I’m home safely.” Or as safe as he could be after almost getting mauled.

[fitzgeraldquotes]

I’m not used to being loved. I wouldn’t know what to do.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, ”More Than Just A House”  (via emiliaclarke)

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[pinkcafe]

its okay to need people to reassure you and its okay to need attention

[mxdicalstudent-blog]

Elize shook her head quite shyly, knowing it was perhaps a silly idea in the first place if she didn’t know, but it couldn’t be that hard, right? “B-but Milla’s let us borrow one of her cookbooks, and it doesn’t seem that hard…”

On Jude’s suggestion, however, she did begin to think. Who else could they trust to help? Alvin? Probably not. He was the type to tell him what was going on, after all. “What about Milla?”

Jude merely smiled sweetly in turn. He knew that what was written on paper was much more simplistic than actually doing it. Words on paper only meant it as instruction but so much more was to be factored into it.

He paused at the idea and nodded. “I think Milla could distract him. Would you like me to help make the cake?”

[mxdicalstudent-blog]

No, it isn’t. It had been at one time, back before the water reeked of death and decay. But he nodded in agreement regardless, keeping up his facade. “It really is. I had plenty with my wife years ago.”Alright, he wasn’t lying about that. It definitely was a big appeal about the place back then. Impromptu dates were easy. With his culinary skill and living at a nice back drop, bam – date. They were nice memories, but if he continued to think about them, he would only grow upset, visibly at that. 

“I’m sure she enjoyed it.” Jude didn’t know the other’s wife of course, but.. Who wouldn’t enjoy a picnic in such a lovely area? Gorgeous scenery.. Lovely company from one’s beloved. It was a recipe for a good day, and even Jude could find it to be something lovely. “It looks like a lovely place..”

He’s more of a romantic than he wants to bring up..

[wnq-writers]

Sometimes, being strong means loving yourself a little better.

erijao (via wnq-writers)

[dreamysuggestion-blog]

You’ve saved me. I’ll always thank you for that.

[mxdicalstudent-blog]

The glare of hatred was ignored for the time being. Alvin was too busy trying to take in the fact that one of the many people he had regretted not being able to save had somehow survived their demise, and that he had run into them by chance of all things.

“Nevermind the beard!” Alvin pulled away, looking Jude up and down. Thinner, somehow more frail looking, but very much alive after so long. “Where have you been all this time?” They had all thought him lost, dead, like so many others. Alvin had blamed himself endlessly. If he hadn’t done this, hadn’t done that, moved a little faster, tried a little harder… Everyone blamed themselves in a way, but that didn’t change that Jude was gone.

But he wasn’t. He was there, in the flesh… With an angry looking bird.

“And what’s with the parrot?”

“I will mind the beard.” The statement is made with an amused grin, yet it shows no anger. Jude giggled quietly, a gloved hand moving to hide his lips. “It reminds me of Rowen, you know.” Yet as the name leaves him, eyebrows perk at it. Was Rowen alive? If Alvin was here.. Did the other’s make it too? Oh please let it be true, he couldn’t bare to lose them..

Jude had little memory of what had happened while he was ‘dead’. A mana induced coma having to be created so that he may live. He reminds himself, bitterly that the scars have not faded and never will. Each movement is pained, and while Aska tries to soothe it.. It’s just a way of remembering that he wasn’t a fighter, and he was punished for it.

At the mention of the ‘parrot’ Jude couldn’t help but laugh once more and it was jolly. He really expected it to have come earlier in all honesty, but it was of no concern. Aska puffs his chest feathers out, squawking irritably at the mention of being referred to as a parrot.

“It’s.. A long story. You had somewhere to deliver this crate to, yeah? If you’d like I can come with you and explain it?”

[mxdicalstudent-blog]

A medical student… He might as well listen. He’s counting on him though. Hopefully he doesn’t mess up.

     “ I see, well. Here. Honestly it’s not a big deal but      since it’s free… “

He want some free stuff. Free stuff for life.

Jude laughs awkwardly, yet he bears a smile that shows how pleased he is that the other allows him to treat his wound. While it may be minor, anything could turn awful if given the opportunity..

“Just hold out your hand for me, it’ll be done soon.”

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@mxdicalstudent

           She remains silent as her crimson optics stared at the            cuisine in question with such bewilderment. The presentation            of the dish was superb and unlike any she had seen before            in Nia Khera—-simply by the smell of such creation she can             inhale the foreign spices used to bring out such flavoring.            She wanted to taste it—she really did but, glancing over            the others she would realize how starstruck she had             actually been simply by the look she received from the             medic.  ❝What, what are you looking at?❞ 

[mxdicalstudent-blog]

He too is silent, awaiting a response from one who bore a striking resemblance to an old acquaintance. He knows, they’re not the same but her face is a constant reminder of someone who’d changed him and made him realize. To know that he was more than just a medical student, that he was free to walk his own path..

Eyebrows perk, and his lips curl to a soft smile. It lingers for a moment, yet as she turns and speaks he quickly drops it. Shaking his head, Jude simply offered another in apologies. “You seemed mesmerized, I didn’t want to take that away from you.”