“So you came to ask my datemate’s datemate to find the reincarnation of your datemate?” you know what this is
“Um…” Leonidas blinked, trying to understand what the man was saying. There were too many similar words in there and it made it difficult for him to figure out what the meaning was. “Yes?” It was more of a question than anything, but hopefully it would be the correct answer.
you BLINK once, then it’s gone — don’t let it take the skin from your bones. it’s darkest before the dawn, but you don’t need to do this ALONE. no, you don’t. ‘cause when you get this close, you can feel the HEAT && now you’re so afraid of what’s underneath.
independent prompto argentum & noctis lucis caelum
of final fantasy xv. highly selective & private. written
by LAVI ( @knightcoded ) & ALLEN ( @crowncoded )
you BLINK once, then it’s gone — don’t let it take the skin from your bones. it’s darkest before the dawn, but you don’t need to do this ALONE. no, you don’t. ‘cause when you get this close, you can feel the HEAT && now you’re so afraid of what’s underneath.
independent prompto argentum & noctis lucis caelum
of final fantasy xv. highly selective & private. written
by LAVI ( @knightcoded ) & ALLEN ( @crowncoded )
Their face flushes and Mik can’t help but think it’s the most adorable thing he’s ever seen. Though, anything involving Remiel was adorable and he just wanted to see more. They speak and he nods, chuckling. “Of course I don’t mind. Any excuse to see you like this is one I’m more than happy to take advantage of.”
After all, it wasn’t often that Rem initiated things, too self conscious to do it without some pushing. But he appreciated that they’d gotten this far on their own. “Alright,” he smiled, grabbing the cloth he’d been using, “turn around.”
Emil laughed at the girls enthusiasm and nodded. “I suppose I could try. I’ve never really taught anyone before, but if you’re really interested, I’m sure we could work something out.”
Morgan had come to them for help finding some lost items, but Em actually enjoyed her company. She was sweet and they got along surprisingly well. “Of course, you’d have to be fully committed. Learning magic isn’t an easy feat. Though it is fortunate that you do already have some experience.”
With the man’s permission now granted, Seth approaches with more haste, reaching out to blackened wings and casting a warm glow onto them as magic gathers in his palms. The feathers don’t mend quickly, but he can feel the flow of blood slowing.
Whether it would do anything for the pain he was in or not would be something only the man could tell him.
Given the wide expanse of wings, Seth already knows how tired he’ll likely be after. Whoever this man is, he hopes–prays–that he’ll be a good one.
Still, despite the situation, Seth still smiles and tries to engage him in conversation while the healing magic mends broken wings. After all, he can’t have him passing out on him.
“I’m Seth. What’s your name?”
The boy approaches much quicker now that he’s received permission, and Mik has to force himself not to flinch away. Despite having just met, he trusts him. Trusts that he won’t do more damage, at least.
He begins almost immediately, and he’s surprised when the blood slows, and the pain actually eases a bit. It’s not nearly enough, but it lets him relax at least a little.
He chuckles and offers a smile to him. “Mikhail. It’s nice to meet you, even though these circumstances aren’t the best.”
When Seán was 6 years old, he came to the conclusion that he didn’t enjoy being a little girl, but instead wanted to be a little boy. So he expressed this to his parents in the hopes that they would understand and help him figure out what to do about it. Unfortunately, the reaction he had hoped for was nothing like the one he had received.
Before he had even finished explaining to them, they got upset at him. Started saying that no daughter of theirs would ever be like that. He didn’t really understand why they were so upset, but he didn’t like it.
A few days later, they pulled him out of school entirely, claiming that he was being brainwashed by the people there to believe what he did.
He was confused and frightened by the way his parents were acting, but despite everything he did and said, they refused to listen.
Before long, he was no longer allowed to see his friends. Then he was no longer allowed to leave the house. Soon after, he was only allowed to leave his room when he needed to use the toilet or bathe.
He tried convincing his parents that he no longer wished to be a boy, but they still refused to listen. They planned to keep him in there as long as it took to completely remove the idea from his head.
However, that didn’t work.
He was kept in that room until he was 16.
A few months after his birthday, his aunt came over while his parents weren’t home and discovered him locked in the room.
It didn’t take long after that for him to be taken from the house entirely by a couple of police officers.
He wasn’t sure what would happen to him after this, but he found that he didn’t care much.
He was put into foster care as his aunt was unable to care for him, and his case worker thought it would be better for him to be in a place where his parents couldn’t get to him easily.
As soon as he turned 18, he was free to do as he pleased and began the process of transitioning and finishing the schooling he’d missed.
Something seems off about the man as he speaks to her. He’s tender–guarded–and it only serves to make her more determined to convince him there was no reason to be. After all, any friend of Cassius’s was a friend of hers.
“Of course they’re all good,” Cassia says, laughing again. “You know as well as I do that Cassius doesn’t have a mean bone in his body.”
“We haven’t been formally introduced. My name is Cassia. I’m Cassius’s twin sister, if our names didn’t give it away.”
She’s trying her best to reach out and be nice to her, but he still felt nervous. Sure, she was nice now but there was no way she’d be this nice if she knew what he really was.
“Well that’s a relief.” Leo chuckled, trying his best to come across as friendly despite how uncomfortable he was. “That’s very true. I don’t think he’s ever said anything mean for as long as I’ve known him.”
“It’s nice to meet you. He’s told me plenty about you, but he’s never gotten around to introducing us.”
A small laugh leaves his lips. It’s almost nervous because perhaps Emil would think less of him for some reason, knowing about one of his few hobbies as a child.
He might have been young when he was possessed, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t spent years taking care of his brother in the meantime and he’d learn too many things to count by basically mothering him.
That was how Abby had learned, too, based on their brief mentions of it.
“Actually, I was gonna cook.”
Forrasis might be a demon that was useless in this regard, but that didn’t mean Cilean could relate.
Em’s eyes widen in surprise when Cilean informs them that he was planning to cook for them. “I didn’t know you could cook.” Then again, they really didn’t know much about him at all. Most of what they did know was stuff they’d learned in passing or things Forrasis mentioned about him.
“Are you sure? I eat quite a bit... Though I’m sure you’re well aware of that fact. I wouldn’t want you to have to cook all that by yourself.”
“Um… No?” Remiel says, though the words come out less like a statement and more like a question with how confused he is. Ghosts existed, of course, but he certainly wasn’t one and being asked if he was by a woman that appeared to be neither magical nor a creature of any kind was… bizarre.
“Do you greet everyone like that, ma’am?”
She continued to squint at him for a moment after he answered before relaxing and smiling at him. “Sorry dear, you can never be too careful.” She let out a small laugh before holding out a hand. “Madeline Fenton. You can call me Maddie though.”
“Yes!” Deesha says with much glee, an emotion spawned from both the smile Seán wore and that he was agreeing so easily to a break. “You have been working for two hours and forty two minutes. You deserve a break.”
He let out a small laugh. “Alright. You’re gonna have to get off so I can get up though.” Not that he minded at all, but it was hard to move with an android clinging to him.
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