[t]alk with ghosts

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[darkmoondelusion]

@soulsteries

Things seemed especially silent this night near these graves in Septaneus. Only the occasional chirps from nocturnal insects broke that silence. And despite the darkness, there was a lone light above one grave with a figure standing beneath it.

Gwyndolin held a single flower, placing it on the mound. Honestly, he didn’t know who rested here, but he didn’t want them to be lonely, either…

Then he turned his head, noticing there was another being here. “…Good evening,” he uttered quietly in greeting.

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What a curious person this was. It wasn’t just their appearance! Everything about them made the soulmancer really interested to know who they were. Perhaps watching them from a distance and sitting on a headstone maybe wasn’t the best.

Well it didn’t matter.

“Hey there.” He waved a hand as he hopped off from and approached the stranger. Ulfur stared at the other for a bit before turning his attention over at the grave. “Know this person?”

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filia-florum:

While not out of place for her to stop and chat with other off-worlders and locals alike, it is not often that Estelle is called out to. Maybe because when she has her nose in a book, others tend to leave her to her business. Walking, reading, and talking is much too much for even the best multitasker, after all. Or maybe it’s her quick thinking and eloquent introductions that always beat out the approach from others.

Whatever the reason, she’s mildly startled to suddenly be on the other side of such interactions. Estelle turns to the boy addressing her, a surprised hand over her heart and green eyes wide as she takes in his explanation. But, sure enough, she relaxes into a smile that shows she’s happy to be of service. “It would be my pleasure!”

A small tilt to the princess’s head indicates that she’s already mapping out a potential tour. “This district is very nice when it comes to getting a breath of fresh air. Would you like to see the open market?”

“You are definitely a kind soul!” His tone made it sound this was a surprise. Like he had ran into some kind of trouble in the past, but no this was his normal tone. Ulfur was always surprise (perhaps too much).

The grin never leaving his face as he gave her a nod as he was excited to go on a new and exciting adventure-- even though it’s not entirely new. “Please, that would be great and wonderful if you would!”

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@soulsteries | starter

everything just seemed so bright and new. it was so dazzling that escha felt like this is probably what logy experienced back in central city, or rather, this was kind of how she felt when she met shallie during her transfer as an advising alchemist. if anything, she would have felt way better if someone she was familiar with were by her side - even threia would be a great comfort despite her not knowing what the woman talks about half the time. humming as a means to keep herself occupied as she waltzed through the city streets, she discovered someone leaving the same building she departed from. 

di- did she just do a full circle back to her residency?! oh no! and here she thought she had a handle of this place after studying the map. 

“excuse me!” escha beckoned, feeling embarrassed. “but… you don’t happen to know where the market is? i wanna try to cook but… uh, well, i’m not sure how anything works around here?”

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Oh what a bright soul this was! Being approached by one made him smile brightly as if she was full of energy. Although Ulfur has never seen this person before-- well she could be one of the newer people who would appear out of nowhere like him, but anyway.

“The market?” He repeated her question while his smile remains on his face... “Nope! I absolutely have no idea where it is.”

He was way too cheerful for this.

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@soulsteries || why can’t you leave me alone - event thread

   This was a really cute event! Better than the last one, which was a lot of work and dealing with awful things. But she was here because food was food! She had her fill for the most part, considering if she could get leftovers to take home with her to keep her stomach full after this was all said and done. 

   Kanina was taking a break, wanting something warm to drink. Hearing about the hot chocolate, she found herself getting a cup only for her to turn around and run right into the Undesirable. 

   “No. I don’t want to hang out with you. Leave me alone.” She had helped him one time and even that was forced on her. She didn’t want to be around Ulfur and everything else about him. She barely found him tolerable but playing nice was out of the question.

   Especially with the kind of magic he used. She hated him. 

   Hated him. 

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He didn’t even ask yet!

“Why nooooot?” The pale young man whined with a small pout on his face and his hands on his hips. He never understood why she wanted him to leave her be. Ulfur hasn’t done anything wrong at all! All he wanted to do was be her friend and well that’s it. Nothing wrong with that, right?

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a couple of friends

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alrightttttttt i’m free from my working on my comic now i can work on repliesss

snails awayyyy

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knightfell:

a worrywart   ?   forgive him   &.   his contemplative nature for wondering such a mystery   —   though he suppose it’s unfitting for someone who wears such a careless grin amidst the dead.   especially one who would seat himself upon one’s burial area.   ultimately,   he feels less offended   &.   more curious about the cemetery-dweller.   for what purpose does he serve   ?

❛   —   &.   you seem quite whimsical.   ❜   he retorts in a bland fashion,   arms folding neatly across his chest as he maintains his typically rigid posture.   ❛   do you not find it curious   ?   for what reason would this be necessary if this land is capable of revivals.   ❜

Quite whimsical? Nah, that’s how he is. Well... that’s how he’s always been. Can’t always be someone who would take things negative, since that’s no good for him or for anyone. 

“Do I have to? I mean I never really question it.” His grin never leaving his face and hands leisurely resting behind his head. “Weeelll... not that I don’t question it. It’s more like I never once thought about it.”

Actually, when did he ever question these kind of things? Or anything, really.

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knightfell:

death has long been a subject in which ravus feels no emotional capacity for   —   people live   /   people die   /   people suffer regardless.   once upon a time,   he might have wept over the thought of endings;   now he simply feels nothing but a numbness.   even as a stranger approaches,   the knight-turned-officer keeps his eyes on the blank tombstone in front of him.   ❛   is it not strange for a graveyard to exist when this world reclaims dead souls   &.   revives them   ?   ❜

his question is rhetorical   —   he expects nothing of an answer.   it’s simply strange to consider,   given the circumstances of the land.   ❛   though i would not claim to understand its customs,   nor desecrate those who rest in eternal slumber.   it’s simply a curiosity,   for lack of a better word.   ❜   /   ` @soulsteries​

What another wonderful day this has been! Everything was always looking positive for him-- even though the young man was surrounded by the dead, but nevermind that! Everything was going a-okay. He let out a cheerful hum, although off-key, but whatever that didn’t bother him or did anything, really. Listening to souls always had been his favorite past time even though talking to someone who’s alive and well is always a refreshing thing for him.

Speaking of! The pale young man turn over his attention at a voice, a seemingly older man with a curious look on his face. One where it would seem like he had a ton of questions written on his face. But what the other spoke of, sparked more curiosity.

“You sound like a worry wort.” The pale young man called out and hoped off from his seat-- well if you could even call a gravestone a seat, but anyway he walked over to the stranger.

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faithandvirtue:

“They’re common where I’m from. YoRHa Number 2 Model B - 2B for short.” The full designation doesn’t hurt - not if she doesn’t let it. “All YoRHa androids have a similar designation.”

She stood out… Well, she supposes she can’t disagree. Not many wear the visor she does, unlike every other YoRHA android she had ever known, and she still favours the black-velvet dress she’s most familiar with.

“There were no lightbulbs where I was from, either, though I had information about them in my databanks.” She still wants to be on edge - and is, partially, but her posture is less aggressive and more simply tense with every moment.

“Stood out, though. Doesn’t that usually mean danger?”

“I have no idea what any of that means!” It was like what she was telling him was going through one ear through another. Making him joyfully laugh at himself, at his own ignorance and curiosity despite how it, he was enjoying it. Learning about this stranger and whatever she is and where she came from.

“So if you guys are similar does that mean you guys are empty too?”

That was harmless question, right? Well if only this guy were to think before he ran his mouth, he wold have been more thoughtful about it, but Ulfur didn’t think anything of it. It was just a bad habit of his. A really bad one.

“Hm? Oh no! It just means I’ve never seen anything like before to me.”

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runeries:

   Paranoid was one word to use, careful was another, especially when it came to trusting someone randomly. Whoever this guy was, there was something pretty off about him. She decided she doesn’t like him and opted to avoid him later, especially after hearing that he was gonna try harder. “Just don’t be weird and stalker-ish. That’d be more gross.”

   Plus, dealing with him would take too much energy. Something about nipping a bud or whatever that saying was. Maybe if she just ignored him later, that might work. Right now, helping out was the easiest thing to do since he dragged her out this far. 

   “Eh?” Her eyes glanced where he was looking and she paused. “I don’t like fighting that much. I’m not that good at it. I’d just make a mess and probably cause a lot more to come our way.” Explosions and flooding, and gravel everywhere. She could do all sorts of things. “Are you even good at sneaking around?”

“If I were to do that, that would make me a bad person.” Yeah, he knew what stalking was but he didn’t understand what’s wrong with making friends and such. He could only thought of this as weird of her to deny it. Oh well, he didn’t mind.

Still wanted to be her friend. No harm, right?

“I believe I am.” He turned to give her a grin along and a thumbs up before turning his attention back at what they’re about to charge in. His eyes switching back and forth for a while. “Hm... I wonder where we can sneak of to...” He mumbled under his breath as he kept searching. “Any ideas?”

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runeries:

   “You’re a weirdo.” The blunt statement came from her as she kept her distance from the man. Still following him, though, because if she was already at this point, may as well as see what the hullabaloo was all about. “No, because you can’t trust everyone. Especially people who are too nice. They’re the scary ones.” 

   You can’t tell what kind of people they could be. Sometimes, their kindness was genuine but other times, it wasn’t so. “If you say so, but we’re not friends. Forcing friendship on someone is like forcing yourself on them. It’s gross.” With her arms crossed, still giving him a look of wariness, Kanina pursed her lips. “We should hurry up and help whoever we need to help. The sooner, the better.”

“Haha, you sound paranoid.”

It was funny to think about that there was people like her out there in the world. Not wanting to gain friendship or anything like that. It’s kind of sad to think about. Oh! “I guess that means I got to try harder then!”

Yup he’s determine to be her friend no matter what. Buuuuttttt he already consider her as a friend. So that got to count for something!

Oh right! They were on a quest to save this person. 

“Yup, let’s get to it.” Another grin as he look at the door, just to see what they’re facing before over at her. “Sooo, what do you want to do? Find a nice and easy way out or fight our way through?”

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runeries replied to your chat: xel: I CAN'T TRUST YOU, UL WAS HAPPY AND YOU WERE...

EXCUSE YOU, I DON’T NEED TO BE CALLED OUT

I MEAN HE IS FULL OF SUNSHINE AND HE IS HAPPY

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xel: I CAN'T TRUST YOU, UL WAS HAPPY AND YOU WERE LIKE 'i'mma throw him in aiken's story'

xel: AND YOU FUCKING KNEW THAT WON'T END WELL

me: NONE OF MY STORIES ARE SAFE, YOU KNOW THIS

xel: HE'S A GOOD AND HAPPY SUNSHINE

me: YEAH HE IS

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runeries:

   “You’re very persistent.” And kind of annoying. But mostly persistent and bubbly. Not that she hated that kind of person but she was kind of getting a little worked up over the fact that she fell over!! She huffed loudly, some of her hair poofing up for a second. “Not if we waste time because I’m confused!”

   Arguing felt like a moot point.

   She stared at him, mouth agape for a second, feeling herself get winded up about the last comment. They weren’t friends, not even close! She had just met him and he had forced her to come along while she was trying to deal with everything that was happen. 

   “No! You don’t get friendship that easily! That’s too unnatural!”

“Gotta be persistent if you want to make friends in the world!” He cheerfully claim along with a short laugh. He was in a strangely good mood as he stood there, looking to find a pathway. A clean, clear way to get to the person in need. With all of the undead around he knew it would get a little messy and he wanted to see if there was an easy way to do so.

“Oh really? You don’t make friends with people you suddenly meet?” Well to him he’d consider anyone he meet as a friend. “I mean I do that. It’s always nice to make all sorts of friends!”

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nothing bad will ever happen probs

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apostacies:

   Blue eyes shift between the box in his hands and the door in front of him, silent pondering written upon his face, searching for the easiest way to handle his current predicament. A moment later, inspiration strikes and the boy steps backward, gripping the box a bit better. His foot raises, swinging in a lazy arc as the toe of his boot strikes the wood, a dull, makeshift knock for all intents and purposes.

   “Delivery!” What a lame job, he thinks to himself as he calls out, unsure what exactly he’s doing here. “Anybody home? Your cr——stuff’s here!”

   Money’s money, though, and if it means he’s just delivering packages instead of shooting monsters, he’ll take it, bounty hunter’s honor. His foot slams against the door once again, though, and he finally grounds its heel with a sigh. “Great, now I gotta find this guy… What a pain.” / @soulsteries​

It’s not every day someone would be randomly shouting. Then again...

“You’re loud enough to scare the dead.” Don’t mind this guy just popping out of nowhere. He got curious to see who was shouting He was somewhere in the corner after spotting something really odd.

Although it made him curious about what he was trying to deliver, so his eyes turned its focus on the box in his hands. Wondering what could be in the box. Maybe it was a tiny pot. Oh! Maybe small animal! Whoever was the receiver was a lucky person.

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runeries:

   She’s too flabbergasted to actually response, too taken back by the action that she does nothing at first. Besides stumbling to keep pace, that is. She’s not too much smaller than him, but she certainly doesn’t have the long legs to keep up with him without feeling she he’s basically dragging her. A few steps in, she almost trips, her legs unused to this sudden need to move. In fact, she actually doesn’t manage too well and….

   Yup, she’s definitely falling, her weight and grasping onto the closest thing, which was this guy, ended up dragging them both down to the ground because, hey! You shouldn’t drag people around, especially when you take them by surprise. It’s actually rude but whatever, she’s on the ground, tugging herself away and glaring at this man. “Hey! You stupid jerk. You should ask for help and let someone agree before dragging them anywhere.”

   She’s one to talk.

   “I’ll help but then you owe me a meal! Three meals! And extra for my roommate! And if you don’t, then I’m never talking to you again.”

Oof! He fell, oh well, it wasn’t anyone’s fault. He let go of the smaller girl so she could get up as he got back on his feet, dusting himself off before looking at her to check if she had any injuries on her.

Oh good there wasn’t any. At least he could cross that off from his own worries over her and no need for him to use magic to heal. Hm? He blinked at her albeit confused by it. “But wouldn’t be better to hurry and go and help that stranger out without asking?”

Well... that was his way of thinking. Grinning, he gave her a thumbs up before holding his hand out to her.

“Sure! That would also make us we’re friends too, right?”

No backsies.