Frozen Seraphim;

Housed in z-2 Weapon: BB Gun Rank: Citizen Extra: favourite red dress

[hicstreme0-deactivated20160605]

Happy birthday to my favorite artificial human <3 here’s what I may or may not finish…

today is gonna be Tieria day prepare yourselves

[genesismaiden]

"I think people find it charming. Kids are always excited at the prospect of skipping a day of school to play around in something that only comes around during one period of the year".

   Though she’s guilty of quiet excitement all the same; it’s an event that so many always look forward to, and that it has the same effect in Hive City doesn’t come as any surprise, but it’s just as pleasant to see.

[systemtrap]

It was a shame the younger generation preferred to skimp on their education in favour of pottering about in the snow, but there was indeed something--endearing about the joyful commotion the change in weather had triggered.

"I see...I admit it does have a certain allure."

"Though I'm afraid I don't relate, the cold and sleet seems more of a nuisance than anything."

[systemtrap]

"Is snowfall really such a thrilling phenomenon for everyone?" 

He doesn't see why atmospheric water vapour frozen into ice crystals arouses the excitement of crowds. Then again, Tieria being perpetually mystified by the behaviour of citizens here was becoming something of a trend.

[citta-alveare-deactivated201811]

Annnd I'd like to re-app Tieria Erde from Gundam 00 if I could? App is still linked on his page

Welcome back to the hive, Tieria!

You will be housed in apartment z-2.

You will be retain everything you possessed during your previous stay. As a bonus, we’ve arranged for your favorite dress to be in your apartment closet!

Enjoy your stay!

-mod 『 』

[systemtrap]

Thanks

[inno-babe-deactivated20160320]

Requested by: setsunafreakinseiei

[systemtrap]

aserendipitouskey replied to your post:They were all gone. Lyle, Feldt,...

[ cries i would app as allelujah/hallelujah but it’s been forever since I watched 00 IT WAS MY FAVORITE THO ]

[[ Aww hella *high fives to all the fellow 00 fans* Yeaah it's def my favourite in the Gundam franchise, good plot pretty boys lots of feels!]]

[systemtrap]

They were all gone.

Lyle, Feldt, Allelujah....Mileina.

Tieria couldn't begin to fathom why he was the first of their group to arrive and the only one never to be granted freedom of this dire place. A disarming fear that he may never be reunited with his comrades back in their world begins to creep in like a slow disease.

Why.

What was he doing or not doing that was keeping him tied to this experiment? Could it be that, because of a certain someone else he subconsciously didn't want to leave?

[desirend]

Never.

[systemtrap]

My thoughts precisely.

[desirend]

Shhhh. This is different. There shouldn’t be dicks everywhere.

[systemtrap]

Since when have you been the prudish type, Neil Dylandy?

[desirend]

Gotta save the boyfriend’s innocence.

[systemtrap]

Your boyfriend's brain is basically the internet, try and guess how much pornography he's come across, Neil.

[imystral-deactivated20210208]

[witchface]

[x] You don't have to wear that dress tonight.

[mantagonist]

Lockon followed shortly afterward, closing the entrance on his way down. He cautiously placed his feet onto the cement, ensuring that he avoided the sewage. His brow ruffled to a slight frown when he inhaled nasally followed by a look of disapproval.

He maintained the hushed tone, attempting to emulate his partner’s professionalism to some degree at least.

"So far so good."

Good, and adjective used very loosely in this situation, however despite the less than perfect conditions, the pair was at least safe. Such was at least something to be thankful for. Lyle regathered his composure, with a deep breath, turning toward Tieria as he began to pat himself down for some sort of light source.

"Hm… let’s see… anything we can use to illuminate this place? I’d hate to step on something gross."

[systemtrap]

Lyle's warped priorities continued to baffle, considering the most likely 'gross' thing either Meister was likely to step on was the mangled, dismembered limb of some poor victim. He shook his head, retiring his attention from the surroundings to Lyle for a split second at most.

"Don't you smoke, where's your lighter?" An item that was bound to come in vitally handy for more than one purpose, commencing with the illumination of the sewage vaults they were about to infiltrate. Speaking of which, it was only a few yards further when Tieria felt the heel of his boot echo back with a metallic clink, instead of stone. He looked down, badgering at the opening with his foot to loosen the iron cap from its wedge in the path.

"Found it, help me lift it..."

"Quietly."

[shinigami-ninja-exorcist]

[desirend]

sometimes, despite the situation at hand, a certain obligation to one’s self could be allowed. while he’d be giving close to all of his attention during this to helping who he could, Neil would take the sliver of freedom that he did have for himself. and if it meant just a few minutes being near the one he loved, then he’d use every second of that time.

      ❝of course not…❞ attempt number two.

[systemtrap]

Breath catching in his throat, he ceded to the sniper's advances, locked in the haze of comfort kindled by their embrace. Thoughts of recovery missions and efficient route plans dissolved into bleary fragments, all reassembling into harsh focus once Tieria pressed a reluctant push against the man's chest, effectively breaking contact.

"Bring our friends back safely, ok?"

[mantagonist]

"You keep me alive, and I’ll do the same for you… and everyone else we see."

Lockon wasn’t exactly sure how to read the Innovade, his sarcasm, and overall condescending tone typically sounded normal to the Meister, whom in all honesty grew accustomed to it… even expecting it most times, yet it seemed abscent in Tieria’s tone. He was sure any questions would be promptly dismissed, accompanied by a subtle insult, or a scolding about how time was of the essence, so he opted to simply drop the topic where it was. Whatever the case, Lockon was sure of the sincerity of his own words, above all else, holding the gravity of Tieria, and the other survivor’s lives within his trigger finger. A burden he had no intention of disregarding during this mission.

"Lead the way, oh captain." He responded, with his typical light hearted facade, accompanied with a gentle pat on the back, shortly afterward, he turned to face the rear, maintaining watch of TIeria’s blind spot, understanding that clumsy though they may be, the undead were certainly something to watch out for.

"Just let me know when it’s open… and I’ll try to hold my nose."

[systemtrap]

He didn't doubt for a second that Lyle would hold true to his word. Countless times they'd faced adversities together, and never had he been let down by the other's actions. The Meister's poorly timed humoristic quips and nonchalance toward even the most grievous of quandaries were unnecessary, but he had a steady head on his shoulders.

Nodding in affirmation, he ventured a few strides into the more precariously open range of the City. Eyes peels in detection of any movement that were all too dangerously secreted under the emanating obscurity. His bearings around the Ghetto were nowhere near as fluid as for the other sectors, but if memory served, they had passed a manhole cover on their way in. Reversing on their initial tracks would logically lead them back to the desired point.

Sweeping a final vigilant gaze across eerily immobile surroundings, Tieria signalled safe passage to his partner.

"All clear." A warning delivered in hushed volume as to not stir any unwanted attention. Pressing forward with renewed sense of haste, the Innovade aimed to restrict his movements to the close vicinity of buildings and vehicles in an effort to minimize potential openings for ambush.

[celestialtactician-deactivated2]

To: Celestial Being From: Feldt

[TEXT] Is everyone safe? 

[systemtrap]

To: Feldt Grace From: Tieria Erde

Affirmative on my part, what is your situation?