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[dastangoi-blog]

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        “I mean no harm, truly,”  From her first approach she begins guarded in stance with hands held before her as if offering palms to show that she has nothing but the staff leaning against her waist to charge him with. Vocal tone is soft and hushed to couple with the yielding position, though it’s rare that her speech is anything but quiet, tame, compliant.  “I am simply lost, and as much as I have tried navigating these paths to my destination, all that I have done is circle back to this spot rather than reach District Beta where I’m to be housed. If you can point me in the direction, that is all that I ask.”

[justicebringingcowboy-blog]

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         “Aw shucks, you shouldn’t have.” The cowboy replies to a drunkard,  who seemed to be trying to give him a bad time. In a bar of all places, this was simply NOTHING new to him. Sure he might’ve snagged the drink from the other, only because they were getting rowdy from one too many. “oi, gimmie my fuck’in drink back ya bastard...” the stranger slurred, getting agitated and nearly violent as moments ticked away.”Now now, no need to get loud, partner. Seems you had far too much that you’re gettin’ stupid.” Mccree takes a swig from the glass, then from the corner of his eyes he spots a rugged man. “AIN’T that right?” time to drag him into this.

[timelordtm]

@aeonblitz / continuing

“ i know. ”

brash words were nothing new in his sylladex, nor in his memory -just like the harsh aftertaste of beer hitting his palate at every sip, it was something he had learnt to accept, to live with, to stop considering that much of a weapon. weapons do not hurt that much anymore, when blunted down to kids scissors’ level of rounded edges.

nothing new was being said. nothing he already was aware of, already.

“ not that i can do much reduced like this. no timey-wimey abilities, barely levitating for twenty fucking minutes and with a wooden piece of garbage -i’d be fucking human sushi in not even a second no matter how much my fighting skills might be rad and always up to date with the latest dropkick technique. ” a sigh. “ and i can’t go back either, if i could. technically i died. ”

[nezhai]

‘ do you like people? ’

* interview the muse

     “Ahaha! I adore people--I would not be a King if I did not have empathy for my kind. But far more than that. In my eyes, everyone is a friend. Even you, friend, ahaha!” His laugh would be jolly and confident, standing to his full height, a welcoming smile upon his face. 

     “So yes, I like people. You are someone as well, so I like you, too!”

[cloudedblades]

↕ — a memory that may or may not have happened

just before the nibelheim incident, did cloud go into tifa’s house??

this is really left as the player’s decision, and as far as i know, there’s no canonical answer... but it;s possible that he did. he might very well have walked into her house while neither she nor her father were home, poked around in drawers and cabinets, played the piano a little. 

tifa questions whether or not it really happened, but she certainly doesn’t know she wasn’t there, after all. it’s one of cloud’s memories that’s never really answered, one way or another.

[ceremonialpurge-blog]

( @aeonblitz )

District oo4, with the patchwork of culture carved into its foundation let inhabitants ease homesickness or explore beyond their bounds.  Lancer enjoyed wandering the streets. Some areas blended seamlessly into the next. He found himself adrift from homely cobblestone to sleeker designs, bridges and docks. Canals threaded around these quiet blocks. He could hear the water lap at the edges as well as.. a soft tune.   Vlad strayed for a moment. A man sat at the water’s edge.T he rises and falls of the song were nothing he recognized, but what intrigued him were the long held notes. Were they supposed to be voiced? He approached with a rustle of his plastic bag.

“Pardon me... but what was that you were humming just now?”