#aymried

[fatalmenace]

random starter - @aymried

Kronya had found Lysithea, sending a warning to everyone but she was pursued. Hell-bent on slaying her, it went on a goose chase as she won't let this slip by.

It took a very long mile later that Lysithea hid on Edelgard's back. So close on venting her frustration off.

"Stay out of this. Surrender her to me and you'll live." It was merely simple, asking to hand over Lysithea with Athame on hand.

[occultacarne]

@fellstcr , @penitentbeggar , & @sunsage

“I have a friend I am getting the married to! Her name is Yolanda! Does that mean we are what people call BESTEST of friends? How come we didn’t get the marriage?” Yeah, that’s weird and they have to change that! He’s going to marry ALL of his friends!

Please help him understand. 

[demoniomano]

continued from [ crest bad ] - @aymried

Lysithea was legitimately concerned after feeling something familiar was happening to her now that her two crests are now dormant as it was. She checked if she has her hair fell using her left hand.

And it does.

to: edelgard von hresvelg from: lysithea von ordelia 'my hair started to fall off but not too much.' 'i used my magic on a training dummy last night with luna tome.' 'coughed out a little blood after and got a nightmare as well.'

Lysithea had to be very careful on using the crests or otherwise, her life here is like torture in repeat

[fellstcr]

⚔️ //  beneath  the  starlit  sky  there  always  seemed  to  be  a  respite  to  the  woes  and  worries  of  the  day.  though  it  could  not  chase  away  every  concern  ,  byleth  found  that  slipping  into  the  shadows  —  becoming   UNNOTICED  and  UNKNOWN  even  to  herself  —  alleviated  some  burdens.   ...  at   least  ,  until   light  was  cast  upon  her  once  more  ,  and  she  straightened  to meet  the  eyes  of  the  one  who  held  in  her  hand  the  torch.

          “...  always  answering  questions  with  more  questions...  ” byleth  murmured  ,  neutrality  prickling  with  something  human  beneath  the  surface.  irritation?  resignation?  the  feelings  were  fleeting.  distant.  out  of  reach  like  the  stars  too  high  above  her  head.  she  dropped  her  gaze  to  her  hands  ,  folded  neatly  on  her  lap  atop  the  open  pages  of  her  journal.  “perhaps  it  was  the  flow of  time  that   brought  me  here.  as  it  clearly  did  you.  do  you  think  it  not  so  simple?”

@aymried​ / cont.

[shadowflashing]

            SHE   should really manage her expectations. 

               A part of her really does know that, deep down. At this rate, she’s getting a sinking feeling that whatever ‘cycle’ of their world Arval insisted on protecting was nothing compared to the will of everyone else’s plans, and that’s... fine. It’s not, but even if they don’t know her, at least she’s not alone here. She can deal with the rest. And, hey, there’s a fun little festival going on— how long has it been since she’s been able to go to one of those ?  Long before war broke out across the continent, because she was always too broke to enjoy it. 

               But despite all her ‘buck up’ speeches, and despite the late hour, she finds herself watching the shore crash in. There were people here before, earlier in the evening, but before long all that remained were carefree couples... and eventually they, too, went home. It was just her, the waves, and those weird glowy bugs. Until it wasn’t — and despite all her ‘buck up’ speeches, and despite the late hour, and despite the fact that she knew she needed to manage her expectations... the second she recognized that pensive silhouette as Edelgard’s, it all flew out the window. 

        ❛   Edelgard— !   ❜   Shez calls out with all the delicate optimism of someone who definitely hasn’t learned their lesson, bounding barefoot along the sand with boots in hand. Surely, if anyone was going to remember her, it’d be... 

        ❛   So you’re here too, huh ? This place really up and kidnapped everyone while they were at it. What’re you doing out here so late, anyway... ?   ❜

@aymried​ ———   s.c. !

[isolaradiale]

hi! on prior reserve, i am apping edelgard von hresvelg from fire emblem 3 houses. the app is at /app

Welcome to strange Isola Radiale, Edelgard!

You’ll be staying in Apartment 323

You’ll retain the ability to use your Crest of Flames up to 5 times per day.

You’ll also be given a Wooden Axe.

Enjoy your stay! :)

-- Mod Caelum

[fellstcr]

⚔️ //  her  abode  was  ever  empty ,  but  townhouse  215  was  no  less  BUSY for  it.  the  professor  was  expecting  guests  ,  after  all  ,  although  she  had  initially  only  invited  ONE  the  last  instance  she  and  sun  had  crossed  paths.  (  he  hadn’t   mentioned  who.  only  that  if  he  could  ,  and  that  it  was  a  friend.  perhaps  a  surprise?  a  likely  proposition.  ...   if  the  guest  was  ZHANG  SAN  ,  he  would  certainly  make  a  fine  addition.  )

            the  kitchen  smelled  of  freshly  baked  confections  ,  now  set  to  rest  on  a  simple  stand  in  the  dining  room.  she  huffed.  then  ,  fussed  with  the  kitchen  curtains.  was  it  enough  light?  or  too  much?  —  a  familiar  RAP  of  knuckles  on  her  front  door  quickly  quelled  byleth’s  flyaway  thoughts.

        “sun,”  she  greeted  ,  opening  the  door  and  immediately  kneeling  to  take  sun’s  hand,  “it’s  good  to  see  you  ,  and  your-....”  she  trailed  off   as  her  eyes  flit  PAST  HIM  ,  and   to  a  familiar  red  skirt.  then  ,  further  up  ,  to  meet  lilac  eyes.  she  blinked.

          “...oh.” 

@sxnburst > @aymried​ ! / ( legacy editor ! )

[fellstcr]

@aymried​ /  plotted stuff!

⚔️ //  the  message  sent  to  the  emperor  in  the  WEE  HOURS  of  the  night  had  been  as  short  as  it  had  been  undoubtedly  clear.  MEET  ME  IN  THE  GARDENS  OF  THE  TWO-HEADED  GODDESS.  WE  NEED  TO  TALK.  as  the  sun  began  to  crest  into  the  shimmering  pale  gold  of  the  dawn  hours  ,  byleth  waited  in  the  gardens  of  onoma  ,  true  to  word.  she  rose  from  her  perch  by  the  rose  adorned  hedges  and  slipped  further  into  the  church  grounds  ,  only  stopping  when  she  could  catch  a  glimpse  of  the  monks  weaving  through  the  hedges  and  trees  back  towards  the  church’s  southernmost  doors. 

           the  eyes  that  pierced  through  edelgard  had  hardened  once  more  since  last  they  met  ,  though  a  trained  eye  could  spot  the  beginnings  of  dark  circles  beneath  them.  she  wasted  little  time  and  minced  not  her  words.

                “tell  me  ,  edelgard  ,  in  this  world  well  beyond  our  own  ,  where  does  your  ALLEGIANCE  lie?”