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[resistealle-blog]

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alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !

✘ = 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 .

[resistealle-blog]

{ Ⅱ ❀ } At first it was a duty of her’s to return such an important looking cloth back to the individual. But before long as she looked at how worn and used it was that it needed some fixing up, maybe a good wash and some good old fashioned love! So as she approached the one who had seemingly dropped it she tapped her shoulder. 

“ Well, hello! I was going to return this but seeing it so dirty like this I can’t help but feel it needs a bit of love here and there, don’t you think? I just wanted to let you know so you don’t think I’m taking it–but it really needs a good scrubbing! “ 

@resistealle

      NORMALLY SHE THINKS SHE’LL have paid enough attention to hear another person coming from behind her, but in her sad, frantic search for the bandana she’d dropped she’d failed to notice someone trying to catch her attention till she was tapped on the shoulder. Turning back swiftly and finding the item in question she breathes a sigh of relief. Someone had found it, at least! 

      “Man, I thought I’d lost that thing! What a relief...” Smiling at her words, Suzuha nods. “But hey, you’re right! It’s been through so many battles, it could use a little bit of love and care. I should really wash that thing, huh?” Given her words however, she blinks. Surprise decorates her features for a moment. “Though... wait a sec. You’re not offering to wash it for me, are you?” Scratching the back of her head, a sheepish smile forms upon her lips. “Which is super nice of you, but I’d feel bad having you go through all that trouble. If anything, I should be repaying you for finding it. And thank you, by the way, Miss...?”

[resistealle-blog]

cetrasguard :

    “Can’t say I have either, I just pick up things I hear” so she’s not totally oblivious but it’s not something she’s experienced first hand. A finger gently taps her lower lip in thought, a video tutorial of some kind could work.

    “Y’know, you’re right,” taking out the cell she’d gotten, often forgetting she even had it. “We could check on here…let’s see, what should I search for?” Best dance moves? How to ballroom dance? Top ten tips for tangoing?

      “Oh. You too, huh?” Maybe she’d come from someplace with extreme regulations similar to her future? Or maybe she simply didn’t have the time to go to parties, she supposes it could be a lot of things. Thoughts on the matter were set aside for now at least when she finds that the girl agrees. “Right!” Moving to stand right next to her so she could see the contents of her phone. “How about... ‘Coolest dance moves ever’? Or maybe... ‘Dancing Tips 101′?” She grins, feeling herself getting excited over the prospect. “What do you think?”

[resistealle-blog]

cetrasguard

    “Don’t most parties have food and dancing? What’s different about a ball?” She’s never been to one, so she can’t really say she knows. “Do you think we have to be good at dancing? Because I’m pretty sure I have two left feet.”

      “Do they? Hmm.. I don’t really know, I’ve never actually been to a party before.” So why does she get the strangest feeling that she has? “I hope not! But y’know, I’m sure there’s a way we could train for it. We just need... a teacher.” Pausing to think on this. “OH! We could watch videos of people dancing, and then we can train.” Bringing down a closed fist to her palm as she speaks. Genius idea! “We can do that here, right? Watch videos?” 

[resistealle-blog]

      “A winter ball?! That’s a dance party with food, isn’t it? Someone teach me how to dance because I am in for all this good stuff!”

[tensaishoujos-blog]

   “Mistletoe was considered a plant that would increase life and fertility, of course that’s only a myth and has absolutely no scientific basis, and if you were dumb enough to eat it you’d get horribly ill and it’d probably decrease your life span by a very small percentage.” She just doesn’t want anyone coming near her with that stuff. 

[resistealle-blog]

      “Huh... That’s pretty good to know, I guess. Bouts of extreme hunger could lead to desperation, after all.” She scratches her head a little, then giving her once mortal enemy a mockingly thoughtful gaze, and she grins. “Not bad, Kurisu Makise. You might be pretty useful to have in survival missions around here. What does that look like anyway?”

[seieifsetsuna]

[dogmainergosphere]

[kyriamiden]

     “Hey!” She holds back the you, it’s rude, but she doesn’t know this woman. That doesn’t mean, however, that she cannot lend a hand. They are strangers and the likelihood of them becoming friends is slim, especially with someone as reserved as her, but this does not mean she cannot help. “You really don’t want to go over there. It’s not quite as simple as it seems… quick, come with me and I’ll explain before he notices.” Akane’s hand is already on the other woman’s wrist, she’s certainly straightforward about everything, but she doesn’t take other action yet beyond a gentle tug to hopefully incite movement. 

     “I know you don’t know me, but I know him.”

[resistealle-blog]

      “I--uh, what?” Blinking a few times she’s evidently confused, not to mention surprised at the girl’s sudden appearance. It’s all happened a little too quickly, the guy beckoning her over and now there comes this girl who claims to have known the dude. “Sure, okay.” She just nods before she squints, whispers, “Is he dangerous or something?” And responding to the gentle tug she steps forth, though she looks back at the man once more, a touch suspicious yet she’ll reserve judgment till she hears what the girl has to say. And once far enough out of earshot...

      “Phew. Guess we’re safe now?” Looking back before she faces the girl once more. “So! You gonna tell me who you just saved me from? He just kinda looked like he needed some help with those grocery bags... I’m guessing it was a trap, huh?” 

[resistealle-blog]

      SO she’s beckoned over to speak to the guy. Not that she knows for what reason that was, but that she’s never seen him before and looked like he genuinely needed a hand with something she doesn’t hesitate to walk on over, a curious look upon her face and not so much considering yet that the guy might just be a creep after all. 

      “Okay, I’m coming!”

kyriamiden

[koritissofias-blog]

Thankfully Annabeth somehow doesn’t topple the shorter girl after her stumble. Still, her cheeks flush pink. This isn’t the way she wants to meet anyone. Annabeth has never been above getting her hands dirty when she needs to but something like this is just not the way to make a good first impression. 

“Yeah,” Annabeth says somewhat breathlessly as she sweeps her hair back off her face. “I’m fine.”

“Thanks for catching me.” She checks back over her shoulder to make sure they’re not in the way of another patron trying to enter or exit the shop. She laughs as she says: “I thought for sure we’d both be knocked over onto the sidewalk.” 

[resistealle-blog]

      “Great! And it’s no problem.” Next to the flash of a grin her head turns too, part in wonderment as to why the girl had done so and she realizes there were a few people coming out of the shop. Moving forwards to get out of the way she faces the girl again, “Yeep, that would’ve sucked.” 

      Oh. There’s a thought that comes to mind, her entire reason for being out here in the first place. Maybe this girl would know where to get them. “Sooo, what’s in this shop? I’m trying to find a place where I can get good weapons. Or materials to make weapons, that totally works too.”

[kurigohans-blog]

resistealle replied to your post “when it counts. [Event: Cu]”

WHERE DID U PUT THE GUN + EQUIPMENT I GAVE U MAKISE…… I AM DISAPPOINT 8l

IDK HOW TO USE THAT STUFF YOU WEENIE

[resistealle-blog]

smh @ u → weenie noob

[kurigohans-blog]

    She doesn’t think she’s witnessed such chaos with her own eyes save for fictional stories, yet to see it happening right before her, it felt unreal. Though calm in the face of those who sought to discredit her, this was something else entirely and that calm disposition was difficult to keep. Perhaps she should consider herself lucky to be with someone once the alarms rang and the scene around them slowly began to change, crumble and distort as the skies blackened with smoke. She stands in a daze, feet frozen to the concrete as bright eyes fixate on the fires that began to consume the city, it’s only when a voice calls to her does she snap back to reality. 

    “Huh?” Go where? Yet she’s unable to question such as the other begins to run off. She knows the most sensible option is to follow, “h-hey wait!” Calling after Suzuha, following in her footsteps. They needed to find shelter, a secure place to weather the storm, yet as they ran through the city she can’t help but think nowhere was safe. And unfortunately her companion didn’t think hiding was the better option as they approach an armoury set up to defend the city. Everything was moving too quickly, even for a girl considered a genius her mind was finding it difficult to keep up.

    “Are you crazy? I don’t know how to use a gun, let alone a sword” did she forget who she was talking to? Kurisu wasn’t a soldier or a warrior. “We should be finding shelter not this, what exactly can we do about that–” pointing out to the city that was already burning. “I wanna help others too but…what can I do?”

[resistealle-blog]

      “Huh?” She’s evidently surprised at the response, and it’s as if she’s only just realizing Makise wasn’t accustomed to using either of the two offered weapons she’d managed to take. “Oh. Right. Hmm...” Brows furrowed in thought, but really, this wasn’t exactly the time for too much thinking either. The most important thing was to shield oneself from harm. At least maybe for herself, if only so that she could continue helping people in the way she knows how. But as for Makise... 

      “I’m not gonna ask you to fight if you don’t want to. But the way this is going, you’re gonna have to at least know how to defend yourself, right? What are you gonna do if someone tries to kill you?” Her demeanour’s shifted to one of seriousness, as if to express the importance of what she’s trying to convey. “I’ll take you to the closest shelter if you want, but before we get moving, you need to take this. Y’know, just in case.” After making sure it was loaded she places the gun back to the girl’s hand. “They try to kill you, you don’t hesitate. Just shoot, okay?” The seriousness in her expression remains, eyes levelling intently with Makise’s as if to confirm she understood. After handing her a bulletproof vest to wear, she does return to her usual cheerful demeanour when her expression shifts into a smile of encouragement moments later. “Can’t have my mortal enemy get killed by someone else, y’know? You’ll survive this battle, I’ll make sure of it! So just follow me,” words last spoken before she continues on, waiting for the other to follow as she leaves the armoury to proceed into the warzone outside.

[koritissofias-blog]

resistealle

[koritissofias-blog]

Annabeth doesn’t consider herself a klutz. If she were she thinks she would have lost her life a long time ago. Getting attacked by monsters on a regular basis doesn’t leave room to have two left feet. 

Yet, as Annabeth exits a small shop, she forgets that there’s a step down just out side the door and stumbles right into a poor passerby.

"Oh, gods, sorry about that!" she breathes. "Are you alright?"

[resistealle-blog]

      “Whoa--” It’s probably thanks to her moderately well-built physique that she’s able to keep herself from falling at the unexpected collision. As she manages to keep herself upright she’d even thought to help the girl remain in a standing position, help her up if she’d been the one to fall too but she’s thankful that didn’t seem to be the case. 

      “Just fine and in tip-top shape, nothing to worry about!” She’s quick with a friendly smile at the taller girl. “Are you okay?” 

[archersarm-blog]

“And you should hope that you never need to,” Shirou said, being as blunt about it as he could. Battles with anything beyond human capacity were an experience that Shirou wouldn’t wish on anyone. “Stick to your guns–pun not intentional–and keep far away from anyone too freakishly strong.”

      To her words, Shirou could only respond with a mildly stunned silence. How laughable was it? The exact sort of thing he had come into this city desiring to be, he’d now become dissonant with.

“…I’m not sure, exactly. I think I mostly want to keep myself in shape.”

[resistealle-blog]

      THOUGH mildly surprised she finds sense in what he conveys. There was just a tiny bit of a problem. “Uh-huh, I get what you’re saying... But at the same time, I know that’s impossible.” She wants to keep the conversation light so she tries, a smile to her face. “More than half of those kidnapped from their worldlines and universes are freakishly strong, right? For so long as we’re kept in this city, we’re bound to run into them sooner or later.” 

      “Ohh... Really?” A hand raised to the back of her head, in wonderment and slight surprise. She thought the guy would have wanted the same thing, but she supposes not everyone can share her ideals. “That’s fair, I guess. Same goes for me, but if I can help people with my training and things that I know, then it’s all the better for me!”

[resistealle-blog]

      WHERE the rise of chaos is evident she must will herself to composure. Alarm had easily made its way into her features, a quick shift from what was once a more cheerful disposition she slows her breathing a moment, assessing her surroundings, attuning her senses to the danger that awaits them. A blare of alarms, voices of discord and the sensation of immediate peril rising should they choose to stay put. Whatever awaits them, she’d rather go down fighting if not to save another’s life in her battles. Seemed it’d only been a second ago she was walking at the other’s side, a girl she’d once considered her mortal enemy but with such a concept cast aside she’s willing to accept her for what she was, for what she could be, and Suzuha now trusts she could only be so. An ally, and maybe even a friend someday?

      “Let’s go!”

      Such were the words called to Kurisu Makise, where circumstances have them running toward the armoury of weapons being offered to those willing to fight in defence of the city. Arming herself with a belt to holster two handguns, a set of knives, a vest and a rifle at her back, she now carefully tries to select from a number of suitable weapons for Makise to use, and-- oh, there’s one. Quickly snatching the nearest handgun before being taken by another she turns, sees Makise and--

      “Hey, I got you one! Hurry up, we need to get you more of this stuff.” Quickly places the weapon in her hand, turns around again to find-- “Whoa, a sword! Wanna use this too?” 

kurigohans

[archersarm-blog]

“You’re right. Everyone here’s just a normal human, but–comparing it to people I’ve fought with in the past, and the average level of fighter around this city…yeah, I’d say it’s pretty slow.”

      Roughly averaging in at about mach 15 for even the most casual of Servants, the opponents that Shirou’s faced in the past wouldn’t even be fazed in the slightly by weapons like these. Regardless, were he to have to face them–or any opponent in the city, really–again, he’d have to keep himself in top shape. The state of which he apparently wasn’t.

[resistealle-blog]

      “Hmm...” A pause to think. "Guess you’re right. I’ve never fought anyone in this city that isn’t a ‘normal’ human, yet. I’ve heard about them but never seen anyone with that kinda power myself.” Looking at the rental handgun she has, to the bow that he possesses. She feels herself inspired, charged up by his dedication.

      “Alright! This means I gotta train harder, too. Push past my limits to beat those bad guys harming innocents in this city!” Or at least, that had been the intention behind her attempts. But maybe he has other reasons? “Is that what you’re trying to do, too?