#ari o1

[castilium]

@sacrifera

From the bowels of the cavern across the current level echoed the hungered or angered growls of the beast lurking within.

A warning if ever there was one to retreat, which Mashu complied without hesitation. Not with a run, but a brisk jog; admitting to any fear which niggled away was a failure by her own judgement. She liked to deem it caution that she kept watch of the opening, not daring yet to let it vanish from her sight.

But fortunate that she paid enough attention ahead to avoid running over the edge.

Or crashing into the woman who appeared. A sudden appearance which had Mashu stumble to the side and twist clumsily in order to meet the arrival.

"Sorry! I’m sort of lost, and not sure how to travel back down. Might you know the area at all?”

[ahogethief]

@panwati​

how many times was he going to slip up? maybe the great thief was losing his touch! nah, couldn’t be... even if he’d mostly given up any and all dreams of future heists, he knew he still had it in him. as he runs away from the scene (he’s got to be far enough away by now, right?), he convinces himself his mistakes must be caused by being so disoriented. yeah, disoriented! so much so, he takes a sharp left turn, and...--

                                      --THUD.

he rams right into someone, full force. the impact was enough to send both parties falling backwards, but by some form of instinct, Titus grabs the others wrist and pulls her towards him, effectively making sure that he’d take the brunt of the fall. sure enough, he met the pavement none too gracefully. at least his unfortunate partner in this seemed fairly unscathed.

“Ow, ow, ow--”

you’ve had over 10 years to learn not to take hasty left turns, ya dumb-ass! he chides himself silently, before realizing he’s still holding onto the girl. he lets go quickly and scrambles to find something to say. he almost can’t conjure any words, staring at this stranger who...definitely was a stranger, right? there was something... he blinks, shakes his head.

no, no-- just a stranger.

“Sorry, sorry-- that’s my bad...! You okay? Ain’t hurt or nothin’?” casual though he may sound about it, his cheeks are flushed.

[aeternumignis-blog]

@hymnodist

“You’d think a place named Utopia would have a decent place to get ice cream. Every place I’ve been to hasn’t even had the good stuff.”

Sea Salt Ice Cream was a bit of an oddity. Salty and sweet. The perfect mixture, one might say. Having it after a hard day’s work? Well, it was the icing on the cake. Something good after something you didn’t really want to do. It was small...but it had gotten him through a lot of tough times. Then again...so had having friends. Something he didn’t really have anymore. “Aw, well. Guess there’s no accounting for taste.”

[ragnathebloodedges-blog]

@numinal

In hind sight... coming to a club probably wasn’t the best spot in the world for trying to get rid of the incredible ache he was feeling. He wasn’t sure what the hell it was, but ever since he’d woken up this morning he’d just been sore all over. He wasn’t sure if it was because of him getting his memories back or... other things... but he was already sick of it. He’d gotten out of bed to stretch his legs and whatever else he could stretch in some attempt to alleviate the stress on his muscles.

It wasn’t helping.

But he’d heard about a place called Eden that had pretty decent food. He wasn’t sure how busy a club would be in the middle of the day but, regardless, he figured it couldn’t hurt. He’d also heard rumors of the owner being a ‘miracle worker’ whatever the hell that meant.

He glanced around slowly, raising a brow and moving to sit at the bar, leaning against the counter and making note of the woman with wings at the other end. Ragna didn’t pay them much mind. He’d seen stranger things, after all.

“...Don’t suppose you’ve got anything that’ll make my entire body stop aching, do ya? For some reason I woke up feeling like shit this morning.” He knew why but it wasn’t as though he was going to tell her that.

[thiefguild-blog]

@panwati

even if his mood did not match the occasion, it was difficult to stay away from people he knew. he knew what he was doing was bad-- drowning his sorrows instead of keeping a clear head and sorting through his troubles. yet, he just couldn’t stop. not yet. it was healthy to grieve, so to speak, was it not?

still, he pushed a smile as he approached her. maybe some company would do him good. it was better than being by himself...and, for once, he wasn’t feeling up to stealing anything.

      “Damn. You sure are turnin’ heads tonight, Ari.”

[bymyfingers]

@numinal

“I must say, this is quite the liveliest place I’ve seen so far. There wouldn’t happen to be many fights that happen in here, would there?”

Not that he wanted to participate. Bar fights and the like were just excellent places to lift items that... were not his own. Not that this looked like the typical bar. There was a garden and bright lights and the like. Taverns that he was used to were dimly lit with many shady folk lurking within. A grin tugged at the corners of his lips, eyes focusing upon the woman. He made a note of her wings but didn’t comment on them, he was certain she got that enough. Knowing the feeling well because of his ears.