#asciantas

[desolxte]

x // @asciantas

“I am.” Levi says, as he pours the other a drink. Having placed his own down beforehand to do so. He’s not a big drinker himself, but as it stands even the Captain needs something to settle his head after the shitstorm they’ve come back from. Not that it’s the first nor will it be the last, but the death toll in the last expedition was massive and everyone, Levi included, were grieving for their losses. Both for their men and women, and that they still can’t say they’re no closer to victory despite them having to die. 

Levi puts the cap back on, turning to reach for his own drink again before returning to his seat. 

Sa’ti has been quieter than most, more than his usual which is no surprise. He lost some of his own squad in that expedition and Levi knows what kind of an impact that can have on someone, but he doesn’t offer his condolences. At least not aloud. He supposes that’s what the drink was for. 

[neoregalia-blog]

“Just breathe… you’re okay, I promise, just breathe.”

hurt meme.[Accepting] @asciantas

He was trying to breathe. He promises he was, but it was just so hard to get air through the pinprick of a hole his airway had become. He probably looked stupid, mouth gaping open as he gasped for air like a fish out of water, but no matter what soothing words his doctor held, he was still unable to calm himself, still unable to pull oxygen into his lungs.

Feeling the back of his hand where his IV had been inserted going cold, Noctis knew they’d just pumped him full of some sort of medication. Probably a muscle relaxant to help his airways open, at least, he hoped as such. And an anti-allergy medication of course, to combat whatever stupid medication he’d had a reaction to this time. Probably a new type of painkiller he’d never had before.

That he’d only been given to soothe him after the first allergic reaction, the almighty peanut.

Almost at once, Noctis felt his airway loosen, taking the oppotunity to take in huge, gulping breaths of oxygen as he drank it down.

“T-Thank you.”

[composerwithashotgun]

“To be fair, this isn’t entirely my fault.”

Accident-related starters

Josh laughs, shaking his head. “Of course it’s not, after all, it takes the involvement of many for anything to occur in this world.”

[xambiefoxx-archived-blog]

@asciantas

Once the redhead was off the boat, he slipped his headphones back over his ears as he removed two Pokeballs from his belt. While leaving, Neku had been required to put his Pokemon back into the red and white capsules, but now that they were off.....

In two flashes of white light, a Vulpix and an Eevee appeared at Neku's feet. His friends let out small noises of greeting, and he knelt down to scratch behind their ears.

"Hey guys....we're finally in Hoenn."

Slateport City appeared to be bustling—not as busy as Castelia City, but still decently active. Neku would have to check it out, but later. It was already in the late afternoon, and the redhead wanted to see if he could get a room at the Pokemon Center and locate the nearest route before retiring for the day.

[heroatheart]

@asciantas​ | continued from; x

He cradles his head with one hand, trying to think. The blond had been feeling not quite right ever since he ended up here, and, days later, whatever had been addling him has appeared to worsen rather than abate.

“Not that I know of,” he murmured, which was the truth. Aside from a carafe of water, he had not consumed anything else. Perhaps famishment was getting to him, though Jak suspected this was something...different. 

“What have you got?”

[heroatheart]

@asciantas​

There’s water lapping at his feet, gentle waves that approach and recede under the pull of gravity. When he decides to move - several minutes after noticing the presence of water and the granulated texture of sand piling between his fingers - his actions are sluggish and unhurried; he’s got not intentions of rushing, especially when familiarity assails him out of the blue.

Slowly hauling himself into a sitting position, seated on his knees, Jak clapped his hands clean, studying his surroundings. The longer he cared to look the stronger that feeling of past experience grew until it deigned to insist that this location had to be that place, that he had managed despite all odds to actually make it hom--

Stop. You know that’s not true. That it’ll never be fulfilled again. 

To mentally reprimand himself in such a cruel way sounded harsh, but it was entirely necessary; Sandover Village was lost to him now. He’d seen the ruins. Witnessed what transpired when he completed the course of destiny. For all he knew Sandover was dead and gone, his memory of its brighter days consigned to his mind like restless spirits. 

This wasn’t his home. So where exactly was he?

[wakinguptheghxst]

@asciantas is lookin’ for clues!

[Clues]

Vivi sighed contentedly as she propped up the old sandwich board in front of Tome Tomb. For once she was actually glad to manage the shop instead of go off adventuring, since it meant she could finally catch up on a bit of sleep. Ever since stumbling upon that spooky disappearing mansion the other day, Vivi’s nights had been plagued by nightmares. Hopefully those would stop if she just took a few catnaps during work…

She yawned loudly and turned to head back inside - only to walk right into someone’s chest.

“Jiminy cricket, I’m sorry! I didn’t see ya there!”