SOLDIER 1st Class

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Angeal just walked off the chopper from a 2 month mission. He was glad to be back home. He heard someone yelling at him and felt someone tackle him to the floor.

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“Boring. i was stuck with a bunch of idiots that kept getting on my nerves. I wish I stayed with you pup, but you know how it goes being part of SOLDIER.” hE SMILED. How he missed having Zack around.

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Zack smirked again, glancing up at Angeal as he opened the door to the apartment block. “I knew you loved me more than you let on. When are you going to admit it Angeal? Things get more fun when you admit your feelings.”

Pressing the button for Angeal’s floor he lent against the wall beside the elevator, looking up at his mentor. “Can I stay with you tonight? We haven’t spent time together properly for ages..”

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Aetius mumbled in his sleep, “I love you Zack… No please… Don’t go!” He whimpered and then shivered some more. He enjoyed the closeness he had with Zack at this moment in time.

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Zack woke when Aetius spoke and rolled over onto his back to look over at him. He appeared to be still asleep, which made his confession even more surprising. He had had no idea the other felt such strongly for him, and he wasn’t entirely sure how he even felt. Standing up he wandered off into the trees for a moment, taking some time.

Awhile later Zack came back, glancing at his friend still sleeping on the floor before crouching over last nights fading fire. Add some more branches he brought it back up to strength before sticking a kettle over it. Tea always helped. He would have to wake Aetius soon, to make sure he wasn’t injured further than what Zack could see.

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It was not that she was offended, more along the lines of mistrustful, with good reason. Every person she had come to trust in Kings Landing thus far had betrayed her. Sansa’s father was executed because of her misplaced trust, something she still had yet to forgive herself for. Something she’d most likely never forgive herself for.

“You did not offend me,” she offered sending him half a smile. She did not particularly like the idea of manipulating people, but being friendly with someone to gain more information about why they were around was not manipulation.This man said he wanted to be there for her…that he was an ally, maybe it was the truth, maybe it was not. She supposed only time would tell.

He seemed to know much of what went on in the Keep especially concerning her relationship with Joffrey and the Queen. “Tell me, why exactly is it you are looking for me…did someone,” she paused, “Did someone send you?”

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Seeing her smile, no matter how small it was gave Zack some hope. Maybe she would trust him eventually. “I’m glad my lady, I do sometimes let my mouth run away with me. I’ve been told plenty of times that soldier’s should think before they speak, a talent I’m yet to learn.” He laughed quietly, and moved to sit on the wall beside her, making sure she could see him at all times. Zack would do anything to make sure she was comfortable, and he was sure having an large, armed man behind her would do the exact opposite.

Her question again did not surprise him. She was a smart girl, she had learned from mistakes in the past that was clear to see. Zack would answer anything she asked him without protest. After everything Sansa had been through, she deserved open honesty.

“No, no one sent me.” Zack folded his arms across his chest and slumped back in his seat, resting carefully against the flowered bushes behind him. “When you claim to be loyal to the North and hear of a Stark in need of help, you find them. You don’t ignore it.” Zack turned his gaze on her and smiled, shrugging his shoulders a little. “Despite what you’re used to that is.”

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The nightmares had begun again, he ended up thrashing about in his sleep as the memories of his attackers and what they did to him came flooding back. He shivered, the last thing he remembered before blacking out was almost letting slip that he loved Zack.

Friends, that’s all they’d ever be. The fact made his heart ache but at least he’d see Zack, the handsome and kind raven. He longed for his embrace as selfish as it was, but he dare not utter anything else to give away his feelings.

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Zack sat beside his friend through the night. Dabbing the sweat of his forehead and resting his head in his lap. Whatever had happened had left deep emotional scars in Aeitus. Guilt washed over Zack, he should have been there to protect his friend and he hated himself for letting him down. But he’d never make that mistake again. He would always be there for his friend from now on.

When the other shivered Zack wrapped a blanket around him and settled down beside him. He tried his best to stay awake and watch him but eventually he fell asleep beside him. Eventually the daylight came but Zack remained fast asleep beside the other.

MakoFang Plague // Starter for soldier1stclassfair

Angeal listened intently to Zack, hearing safety would soon be had if he could pull off being human. He eased his hand over the spiky hair with a light pat. It touched his mentor the other hadn’t left his side in trying to stay there with him. “You stayed all this time? Aww, Zack a chair isn’t the best place to sleep….”

He didn’t mind being himself, cause that was the one attribute that Reeanna could not destroy, no matter how much she tried to bend the stubborn man to her will. He would wait there, as Zack went to get some doctor that wouldn’t know the situation hopefully. Maybe he could still escape his seething sire. He refused to join someone that hadn’t asked him whether he desired this life or not. So Far MakoFangs were a rude lot for just snatching up the strongest SOLDIERs.

“I am just worn out from fighting the fever…. It was rough being comatose.” Easing a hand to his brow and feeling the throbbing of having laid down all that time. Sitting back upon the bed, when Zack ran to get the staff’s attention. His worried eyes gazing at the window, wondering if Reeanna was upon the roof by now trying to get within the building.

This raven haired SOLDIER would put up a fight not to go with her. He gritted his fangs, then thought better of the action if the doctor saw that. He dilated his pupils far wide as he could too, then at least he appear to never been touched perhaps?

Finally the door reopened to Zack brought in a medical staff member.

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“I don’t care, I’ll never leave your side. I can sleep on your sofa instead huh?” Zack grinned at his mentor before rushing from the room. He had not felt this relieved since he’d been made SOLDIER. Angeal was okay, he was awake and talking. Zack had hoped for this, almost prayed that his friend would be okay.

It didn’t take him long to find a doctor who he excitedly cornered in a corridor, talking fast and waving his arms around. “He’s awake, he seems totally fine. It’s almost like it didn’t happen. He’s right as rain and wants to go home, come see!” Without waiting for an answer, Zack turned and rushed back towards the room where Angeal was waiting. All he wanted now was to get Angeal home and to crash out on his sofa. Although he’d been asleep for a long time Angeal would still need to rest if he wanted to get better.

Zack slipped back into his room and jumped on the bed beside Angeal, grinning up at him. “The doctor will be here soon. I’m so glad you’re okay, I wonder what it was? Do you have any idea?”

Should he mention the dream? What if Angeal was angry he’d kept it a secret? Zack had only been looking out for him but maybe the other wouldn’t see it that way. And if Genesis ever found out? He’d be angry too. With a sigh Zack turned to him, talking softly. “Look, I didn’t tell them about your dreams okay? I wasn’t sure what to do, or what you would want me to do. I’m sorry, I hope I did the right thing..”

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Angeal just walked off the chopper from a 2 month mission. He was glad to be back home. He heard someone yelling at him and felt someone tackle him to the floor.

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Angeal chuckled and smiled. “Who ever did that deserves their favorite place and a sleep over at my place.” He said ruffling Zack’s hair. It was wrong to see his friend like this but he couldn’t help but laugh. “Good thing he didn’t find out who did it”

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Zack grinned as Angeal ruffled is hair and playfully nuzzled his hair into his hand before starting to walk towards Angeal’s apartment block. “It was hilarious, shame you missed it. Bet you’re wishing you’d stayed with me instead of running off on a mission huh?”

With a smirk at his mentor Zack slung the others bag over his shoulder and strolled along beside him. “In all seriousness though, how did your mission go?”

PLACE IN SOCIETY - A RP MEME

Tagged by: @whitewingedhonor (Thank you!!) ♦ financial : wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty. ♦ medical : fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged. ♦ class or caste : upper / middle / working / slave / unsure. ♦ education : qualified / unqualified /studying (SOLDIER) ♦ criminal record : yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no / has committed crimes, but not caught yet / kind of depends on your side FAMILY ♦ marital status : married - happily / married - unhappily / engaged or betrothed / partnered / single / divorced / separated / widowed ♦ children : has a child or children / has no children / wants children. ♦ relationship with family : close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no siblings / sibling(s) is deceased. ♦ filiation : orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parent(s) / ??? TRAITS + TENDENCIES ♦ extroverted / introverted / in between ♦ disorganized / organized / in between ♦ close minded / open minded / in between. ♦ calm / anxious / in between. ♦ disagreeable / agreeable / in between. ♦ cautious / reckless / in between. ♦ cautious / impatient / in between. ♦ outspoken / reserved / in between. ♦ leader / follower / in between. ♦ empathetic / apathetic / in between ♦ optimistic / pessimistic / realistic / in between. ♦ traditional / modern / in between. ♦ hard-working / lazy / in between. ♦ cultured / uncultured / in between / unknown ♦ loyal / disloyal / unknown. ♦ faithful / unfaithful / unknown. BELIEFS ♦ faith : monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic ♦ belief in ghosts or spirits : yes / no / don’t know / don’t care. ♦ belief in an afterlife : yes / no / don’t know / don’t care. ♦ belief in reincarnation : yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ♦ belief in aliens : yes / no / don’t know / don’t care. ♦ religious : orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious ♦ philosophical : yes / no. SEXUALITY & ROMANTIC INCLINATION ♦ sexuality : heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual / demisexual ♦ sex : sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favorable. ♦ romance : romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favourable. ♦ Sexually : adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious. ♦ potential sexual partners : male / female / agender / other / none / all ♦ potential romantic partners : male / female / agender / other / none / all ABILITIES ♦ combat skills : excellent / good / moderate/ poor / none. ♦ literacy skills : excellent / good / moderate/ poor / none ♦ artistic skills : excellent / good / moderate / poor / none ♦ technical skills : excellent / good / moderate / poor / none. HABITS ♦ drinking alcohol : never / sometimes / frequently / to excess. ♦ smoking : trying to quit / never / sometimes / frequently / to excess. ♦ other narcotics : never / sometimes / frequently / to excess. ♦ medicinal drugs : never / sometimes / frequently / to excess. ♦ indulgent food : never / sometimes / frequently / to excess. ♦ splurge spending : never / sometimes / frequently / to excess. ♦ gambling : never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

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The Shop-master| RP

“Yeah…” The artisan muttered, becoming distracted by his thoughts as well. Once he got to the wash room he could easily get the blood off his good hand, but he spent a while longer ensuring there was no red caught in the joints of his prosthetic before going back to Zack. “I don’t see any more on me, so I think…I think I’ll be alright.” He said a little uneasily. It was obvious the boy was trying hard to keep himself collected and composed, he was a key witness after all. He couldn’t afford to freak out and forget details SOLDIER would need to catch that women.

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Once the other had left, Zack slid behind the counter and hunted down a bottle of water for him. Any moment now what he’d seen would catch up on him, and Zack knew how to handle that. Liquid, comfort and patience. Pouring the water out into a glass he’d found he placed it on the counter and sat down on a stool to wait.

Michael came back and Zack offered him a smile, pushing the glass towards him before checking him for any sign of left over blood. “You look good to me, don’t worry. I know its rough but you’ll be okay. I’ll make sure of it okay. I’ll take your statement myself, I’ll look out for you, alright?” Pulling another seat over Zack patted the cushion, signaling for the other to sit with him. “Take a moment to gather yourself.”

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I am so so sorry about my late replies. College has been brutal so far! Replies I owe will be posted tomorrow night and I love everyone for being so patient! Thank you!!

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The Shop-master| RP

“Oh…This is going to be a hastle.” The artisan sighed. “My luck.”

Then glancing down at his hands Michael shifted uncomfortably. They were stained with blood, but he wasn’t so sure he should leave the scene when he was a witness. “Bugger…”

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Zack glanced at him and wrinkled his nose noticing the blood too. “Come on inside and wash up, I’ll come with you. But you’ll have to speak to someone eventually.” He waved at another SOLDIER and gestured to Michael before turning to go back towards the shop.

“Hassle is an understatement. I hope that man is okay though, it’s not his fault he was attacked and we should be worried for him..”

He knew his next few weeks were about to become super busy until the knife wielding woman was caught but the injured man deserved justice and Zack would make sure he got it. As they walked towards the shop he began to wonder what had prompted the attack, and what her reasoning behind it was. They would probably not know until they spoke to her, and even then she may refuse to tell them meaning they would have to work on assumptions. Zack hoped this wasn’t the case.

MakoFang Plague // Starter for soldier1stclassfair

The report chart was filled out slowly but surely through the hours of them holding Angeal. But, he had changed fully to their dismay, though they kept the intravenous drip within his arm of a potent chemical that made makofangs sluggish.

Angeal stayed like that for a dire day. Quietly raining and even though they tried to shoo Zack away, he had been given an option to sleep there. Just in case the First woke up. Towards the dawn of the next day after this strangeness had happen, the confused makofang stood listless before the window.

“Angeal…. Leave the human behind. Leave everything behind. ShinRa is a huge lie.”

Looking for the voice that was coming from outside somewhere. The newly born vampire shaking his head of the thought speech. His trembling hand touching at the window, blinking his eyes to the different enhancements the viral strain had made to him. Talons tapping light from his tremor against the window, Angeal only slightly aware Zack staying within the room.

“Angeal, …. what will you do? Going to drink the puppy?”

Hearing her voice tormenting him, he found her in the parking lot below. Narrowing his eyes at the silvery demon fae that taken his life. The pupils dilated to cat slits, feeling inhuman. He heard something or someone within the room with him and he went to stand over them.

The 6’4″ ft SOLDIER watching Zack sleeping there slightly unnerved him.

Easing a hand outwards to Zack and shaking him lightly. “Zack…? I want to go home…Please, can I leave here?” Squeezing his eyes, not liking the light coming slowly into the room. Not bursting into flames, but shying away from the sunlight even still. “Zackary….” I want to kill her!

“How rude… You would kill your sire so fast?”

She heard him. Freezing there, Angeal looking at the silver wisp of hair flying upwards towards the sky. Where was she going??

Harsh whisper to the one still asleep. “Zack!”

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Zack refused to leave Angeal’s side. They’d tried and tried to convince him to leave but in the end Zack had curled up under a blanket and fallen asleep beside the bed. Weird dreams had filled his mind, dancing marshmallows and Angeal. Always Angeal.

He felt himself being shaken but refused to wake. He buried down further under his blanket and rolled onto his back, breathing softly. Zack saw his dreams growing dimmer in his mind and let out a heavy sigh, knowing this meant he would eventually wake. He was too scared, he wanted Angeal to be okay again and in his dreams he was, Zack wasn’t ready to face reality.

Finally, hearing Angeal’s commanding, harsh tone Zack’s eyes snapped open and he sat up. “H-uh?” Rubbing his fists against his eyes he looked around the dark room before up at Angeal. What? He was awake and standing, almost like it had never happened but something was off with his mentor. Something about his facial features seemed different but Zack couldn’t quite place his finger on it. It did him a few minutes to wake up properly before he stood up and threw himself at Angeal, pressing his face into his chest.

“You’re okay! I was so worried! It’s not like you to be so fragile and I thought..I thought terrible things. I’ll get the doctor, they’ll want to see you!”

Stepping back, Zack smiled up at him and pulled his boots back on. If the doctor gave the okay Zack would take Angeal back to his apartment and stay there. He’d look after the other until he was fully recovered from the strange bout of sickness that had washed over him. Maybe once they were both rested they could figure out together what had gone on. But for now Zack was happy to see that his mentor was awake, and okay enough to be standing up.

“I’ll get them to discharge you and take you to mine, I can look after you better there.”

The Lady and her soldier | winterfellswolfqueen

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She watched the way he straightened and the smile he sent her and while it seemed genuine she was absolutely wary of it. Sansa had learned ever since coming to Kings Landing that many things his behind a kind smile and not all of them were nice.

“Are you now?” She inquired hands clenching and unclenching at her side. Many people claimed to be loyal to House Stark and yet, more than half of them had seen how cruel Joffrey had been to her and done nothing to stop it. No one had spoken up for her father when he was sentenced to death. The North remembers and yet it seems in the South that means nothing.

Sansa pressed thin lips together and her brows furrowed, “You know nothing of what I’ve been through,” she replied quickly her gaze drifting around them to make sure no one had hear what he said. Cersei was no fool. She had people everywhere that did her bidding and the last thing she needed was anything getting back to the other woman.

She hesitated, “But it is nice to meet you,” she offered not wanting him to think her mean or cruel.

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Zack gave a small laugh at her words and nodded, “I am but I can see why that would be doubtful for you. I’ll prove it to you eventually, somehow.” He watched her gaze shift to search the area around him and again he was not surprised of her paranoia. God knows how many people have probably made similar speeches or declarations, then left her alone and in turmoil as if she were nothing. He half suspected people allowed it on purpose because if Joffrey was busy torturing her, he was not bothering them.

He did not take offence to her words, after all they were correct. No one would ever know and no one would ever understand. “No, you’re right aren’t you? I’ve heard stories but I don’t know. I hope I did not offend you Lady Stark, I merely wanted you to know it wont happen so free and easy anymore.”

The damage Joffrey had done was clear in her face and Zack wondered if anything would ever take the fear away. Maybe..if she was back home. In the North and at Winterfell. Everyone felt safer in their own homes and the North would rally behind Sansa. He knew it. After Robb she was the heir to Winterfell wasn’t she? It should be hers by right and she shouldn’t be here, suffering at the hands of one of history’s cruelest kings.

“It’s nice to meet you too; considering how long it took me to find you. I didn’t want to ask anyone you see in case it got back to the Queen. I was worried it might cause you some issues if it did.”

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Aetius’ clothes were ripped, not only was there blood coming from his stomach and arms, but from his lower parts as well. Oh if he could just die now at least there’d be no more suffering. He managed to open his eyes a bit. “Zack…I lo…” He slipped back into darkness.

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“Hush now, I’ve got you.”

Zack hesitated on the river bank long enough to cast a cure materia on his friend before lifting him up into his arms and easily carrying him off. This was not a secure location for camp considering the state of Aetius and what Zack had had to fight off to even find him. He would find them a safer location to rest before he dressed any wounds remaining on the others body. But what exactly had Aetius been through? Zack had not expected to find his friend bloody and bruised like this; although he was not sure exactly what he’d expected he knew it wasn’t this.

It didn’t take Zack long to find a camp site he’d previously used. He placed his blanket on the floor and laid Aeitus down upon it before covering him with another one to rest. Whilst he was sleeping Zack began to slowly build camp, gathering some wood together for a fire and setting the tent up ready. He was desperate for his companion to wake so they could talk, but Zack knew he had to be patient. His friend needed to recover and to recover he needed to rest.

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The brunette would nod, now looking more concerned than she had been, though, with Zack inside with her, she could attend a quick couple of things before returning for the rest of the children.

± The little blond was happy aside, having found a paper and some pencils, drawing clumsily as she avoided the wet corner, having accidentally spilled just a bit. Otherwise, she was fairly pleased, kicking her legs back and forth to keep otherwise still as she worked, and occasionally sipped her lemonade without a word otherwise.

Her parents had told her that once she started school, she couldn’t just up and run around all the time, so when she wasn’t at school, she’d practice as best she could. She’d look up with the sound of big boots, smile to see that it was only Zack and not papa.

She’d try to be quiet and nice around papa, but he just got so mad all the time. So now, she’d try not to bother him. Otherwise, however, she’d smile, pausing her coloring for now. “That was fast.” She’d beam, giggling. “Like magic! Papa says there isn’t any such thing, but I think he just doesn’t see it.”

She’d bounce some in her seat. “Where’d the lady in the pink dress go? I was coloring her a picture. It has duckies, and a little pond, and they are swimming.” Though the color of the water in the water looked as if had been tainted, much like the water near the standing MAKO reactors.

“The duckies are sad and want some breadcrumbs, though. They’d be quacking all over the place. “Wak Wak Wak” til they got something from the mommy duckie.” She’d giggle. “Duckies are silly.”

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Zack smiled when he saw his young friend colouring and content. It was nice to see her so relaxed after the drama from earlier but still he was worried for her. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong with her family set up. It was none of his business, he knew that deep down, but if he had to he would make it his business. Aerith seemed to care for the girl too, and the fact that she had also been concerned for her only spurred Zack on more. He’d get to the bottom of this, one way of another.

Sitting himself down beside her he let out a laugh at her words. “How can magic not exist? Look at these flowers, growing in a place like this. Aerith has magic in her fingers, I’m sure of it. You hold onto your beliefs Lizzie. Even ones as small as believing in magic.” Zack watched her draw for a moment, smiling as the picture began to take shape. So she had a talent for art too, and not just running into gun crimes.

“She’s tending to other children now. We can go up and give her your picture before I walk you home if you like? She’d love it I’m sure!” He glanced around for Aerith and watched her move around the church for a moment before looking down at Elizabeth and her drawing once again, speaking absently. “Your ducks water match my eyes. Nice and bright and blue.”

Zack propped his cup on the seat in front of them and picked up a brown crayon, offering it to her with another bright smile “Maybe you should draw some breadcrumbs, so we know they’ve been fed!”

Once it got darker he would walk her home, wait with her if he had to but he would be speaking to one or both of her parents today.

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The Queen and I | AU seducedbypxwer

That is her goal. Many of the regents in charge of her country while Regina grew up had managed to plunge them straight into economic turmoil and heavy distress between neighboring nations. This is, by far, the most pressing concern Regina has with her reign. The people will see her as a part of her nobles and she wants to be able to act upon her own beliefs and feelings of what she knows will be best for her people, even if, at the moment, they have no reason to trust her.

He’s right. She will always have her council,

When he steps closer, Regina can feel that very tell-tale pick up in pace against her chest, eyes sweeping up meet her trusted guard’s and hoping, yet again, that her cheeks do not look as hot as they feel.

Feeling that treacherous organ knock against her chest, she sighs, knowing that those words – coming from him – are everything she’s needed to hear. If she at least has his trust, his belief in her, then Regina believes she’ll do just fine.

She catches that quick slip, tipping her head to the side curiously but says nothing instead of it, smiling softly when she reaches for his hand to squeeze lightly, “I cannot thank you enough. I’m truly so grateful for you.”