#au 02

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@egopath​ said:

“Tell me something: why are you crying?”

          the back of his hand travels across his eyes, an attempt to hide what has already been seen. how could he explain to one of the founding members of what is now the BAU, a man who helped create the space he has learned to call home, that the nature of the job is taking its toll on his mental sate? is there a lie he could tell that wouldn’t be detected? the truth is there is an indescribable weight on his shoulders. every feeling is tainted with sorrow, unable to feel joy without being reminded of someone else’s pain. zooming through his education advanced his career yet left him with a lack of coping skills. learning is his coping mechanism. being a genius has exposed him to so many things --how many times have you read war and peace? the trade off for his brilliant mind is a lack of emotional intelligence; he understands human behavior yet has difficulty applying it to himself. he can feel the anxious tension of his chest threatening to spill over. he’s on the verge of losing total control in front of someone he admires. liquid eyes find holden’s, his breath measured as he responds, “i don’t think i can.”

                                   COMFORTING SENTENCE STARTERS | OPEN

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@egopath​ said:

                                                         “You should see the other guy.”

spencer’s nose wrinkles, the copper scent of blood that’s drenched holden’s shirt dances in his nostrils. ford’s patched up, now, no longer leaking any of his life’s essence. yet spencer’s stomach does a little flip as he examines the other’s wounds. it’s not an uncommon sight for any of them to be roughed up, bruised, bleeding, or broken and spencer has seen his fair share of gore. it’s a disturbing image, someone of ford’s experience being put into a position where could sustain such injuries is negligent. at his age, holden’s body won’t bounce back like it would have twenty years ago. a nervous sigh carries into his response, “i don’t think i want to.”

                                Post-Fight Sentence Starters - Open

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           spencer spends most of his time in the library; there is a comfort found in between the pages of a good book. he finds a home in the novels he’s read before and is a glutton for biographies he’s yet to read, consuming them faster than they can be re-shelved. at a young age spencer mastered the dewey decimal classification and made a habit of putting it to practice by re-shelving books instead of shoving them into the book return, unless he’s formally checked them out of the library.             currently he’s set to task of returning every t.s. eliot book to its rightful place, focused on sliding each one in its correct order. he doesn’t want to be responsible for a students mental breakdown in the stacks because of a careless numerical over site. it’s in these moments of deep concentration when the rest of the world fades from his consciousness, dismissing outside forces to the realm of unnoticed. only spencer and the books, an innocent endeavor, relaxing in its solitude.              that is until there is a collision of bony elbow and soft flesh --the sudden human contact rattles spencer from his dewey decimal dreamlike trance, skin flushed with embarrassment, regretful eyes take their time to find the victim of this accidental assault, “i am so sorry!” the words are shoved out with a squeak before he loses the ability to speak. “are you okay?” hazel eyes squint, the haze of recognition nagging at the edges of his memory. “i can get you an ice pack.”                                                @integritykept​ | a slightly plotted starter so u will love us

[bellatrix--noir]

3 am fire alarm au || bella and rod

“What the fuck!” Bella yelled, waking up to a sharp, blaring alarm and flashing light. It had to be at least three in the morning and she was not happy about it. She was going to find whoever had set the fire alarm off in their building as soon as they got downstairs and she was going to rip them apart. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and grabbed her robe, slipping it on over her thin satin nightgown before walking out. She nearly stomped down the stairs and finally got outside, where there were already plenty of others from the building, complaining and shivering about the frigid winter air.

Immediately she began scoping out possible perpetrators. This had happened many times before and the ones who did it always had a nervous, guilty look to their faces. She contemplated placing the blame on one of the two kids in the flat two doors down the hall from her but neither of them looked as if they could have done it. They both looked like they had been sleeping like the dead and probably would have slept through the alarm anyway. Her eyes moved from the two kids to the woman next to them to the guy down the hall. Neither of them looked happy to be there and seemed just as intent as she was on finding who was to blame. 

Her eyes roamed before landing on the guy in 313, the flat right above hers. He had the look, the guilty, nervous one that all the last few guilty tenants had… or perhaps he was just cold? He was only clad in a towel. Bellatrix couldn’t tell but she was looking for anyone to place the blame as to why she would not get an adequate amount of sleep on anyone and 313 was the guiltiest looking person in the vicinity. Bella made her way over, standing next to him and crossing her arm, her hip cocked out and irritation plain on her face. “A bit underdressed, 313.”

[crateris-symposium-blog]

Mazoku Universe: Starting Point

Becoming a pilot was the only life they would ever know.  It's the only path they could take as they were not accepted by the humans outside in the world.  The outside world of Earth was alien to them than the far reaches of space and the other planets where all their battles for survival and humanity's survival took place.

They would only be proxies.  Nothing else.

But they were lead to believe there was a possibility as to having a life outside the institute where they were bred.  It was one of the ways in which the humans could remain in control of the Mazoku as they were the only ones touching the battlefield and dying on it.  You needed to have something to fight for, correct?  What better way than to trick the Mazoku into thinking they would be able to live as a regular citizen of Earth after the war?

No one ever thought that there was a possibility a number of humans thought of the Mazoku as their own kin.  Which is a reasonable statement after all, women would donate a portion of their embryos to science to make more Mazoku.  The certain amount of humans who thought of the Mazoku as their own kin would fight for the very rights of the Mazoku to be treated as regular citizens of Earth.  Thus, having two wars to fight, the humans were at some disadvantage.

Who knew that disadvantage could very well be a downfall?

My name is Emiko Amaterasu.  I am a Mazoku classified under Virgo or those incubated in the period of late August through early September.  At one point or another, I was on the list for possible Disposal.  Due to the following circumstances, I am now alive recording what happened to others like myself.  Most of the accounts were told by the Mazoku themselves.  As for the deceased, their memories were recorded and delved into.

This is our story...

[crateris-symposium-blog]

AU 02: Mazoku

Common in Japanese fantasy, race of beings with paranormal or supernatural abilities.

Perfect name to call the pilots of the large robots given by the humans' allies.  Human children are given genes from both aliens, the alien they are fighting and the alien the humans' are allied with to fight against the humans' current enemy.  Humans are to give the correct cells for the making of these children.

None of them have true parents.  Though, there has been instances of children born between two Mazoku, however files were erased and the these Mazoku were never seen again.

There is a large controversy over whether the Mazoku should actually be treated as human beings.  Many says yes and others say no.  Depending on the politician the Mazoku are either protected or unprotected by the law.

Many of these Mazoku have super-strength, super-speed, what have you, plus abilities of their own.  For example Mazoku Aya, has manipulation of blood.  Mazoku Tenmei was given the ability to regenerate and fire.  Mazoku Yuuga was given the ability over metal.  And so on and so forth... These abilities were given to them to give them a better percentage of survival if the machine becomes not operational.

But it certainly gives more people asking for more regulations on how this new, man-made race of humanoids can be controlled...

And Emiko and El Cid are the closest to being Disposed of.

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AU 02 Headcannon 6

Partners are lined up via the similarities of the abilities the children were given.

El Cid/Kyomi (contains some Sisyphus/El Cid)

Kyomi and El Cid have a senpai-kouhai relationship...

"I wish to fight alongside him.  Be strong with him.  For him."  <--Angel's quote

Cid just can't seem to find a partner willing to stay with him, they just get intimidated.  Some even asked to be killed of disposed of.  He's called the perfect soldier for a reason.  He has so much control of his emotions to the point he's just has a stare down with his dark side in the qualifications for pilotting a robot.

There's a problem.

And it is, if he ever loses himself he's disposed of immediately because of his reputation as the Perfect Soldier.

This is known in a flashback when he saw Sisyphus almost die.

Kyomi was always in love with Cid.  She hero worshipped him as a kid.  Was given a kindness when they were in their preteens and she had wanted out of the program.  Took place just after El Cid graduated.  Later on after she graduated and is in the ranks, Kyomi is another the higher ups just can't seem to get a partner for.  She is then partnered with El Cid.

Luckily for her, she knows Cid's attacks and can perform them with him.

However, the enemy however finds out their partterns and Kyomi has to find a way to stop this...

[crateris-symposium-blog]

AU 02 Headcannon 5

Partners are lined up via the similarities of the abilities the children were given, but also can be paired with others opposite to them.

Krest/Izumi (contains Krest x Illias)

"You can shut yourself in so much, but you can't run from it forever!"

The plan went wrong for Izumi's and Krest's crews.  Izumi was partnered with Illias at the time.  While busying the enemy, Illias protected Izumi from being ripped out of the cockpit by the monster and died.  Izumi, knowing fully well Krest and Illias were involved with one another, felt guilty because of her weakness, but continued to hold her head up high in honor of Illias.  Meanwhile, Krest retired to the research team.

However like Emi and Ikki, Krest and Izumi are made partners and both of them can't get along.  Krest refuses to open up to her that one mission he almost kills Izumi and himself.  Izumi however finished the mission by herself and later got in a fist fight with Krest before Sasori could defend her viewpoint.  Emiko walking buy sees this and feels "I should cooperate at least alittle."

However the general still makes Krest and Izumi work together.  Krest is retreating even deeper on himself.  He pulls a major "fuck you" again and Izumi ejects Krest frm the robot and fights the monsters herself.  However, her body is so strained coming back she's near death from all the shock.

Breakthrough/ Break the ice: Izumi and Krest's breakthrough is during a fight with a monster that has Illias' attacks.  Izumi keeps seeing Illias and is freaking out.  "I don't want to hurt him again, I don't want to hurt him again, someone stop him.  Someone stop this.  This ..."

Krest seeing that Izumi was still hung up over what happened, put his hand over hers.  He hugs her memory's self and tells her "It's not your fault"

Izumi eventually wakes up from her catatonic state that she looks over at Krest, surprised that he forgives her.  They're cooperate with each other finally.