Despite being an android it was still important to 2B that she kept her artificial body in tiptop shape. If she remained out of practice it was only natural that her hardware would deteriorate faster and without anyone in the city with knowledge of YoRHa androids it would be very dangerous were something to break. And so she found herself jumping from building to building, from tree to tree as a form of cardio, stopping only after... almost landing on someone.
...in a tree.
“Oh. I wasn’t expecting anyone else to be up here.” Hand firmly against a thick tree trunk, she stood above a young woman with curious body markings.
★★ “what do you think? black, or burgundy?” here, allegiances didn’t really mean anything. war was war, and cutting down former classmates was a reality of that war-- but this wasn’t war. and sylvain had had every intention from the start of cementing in petra’s mind that he was not a threat. but having never crossed paths with her much at the monastery, he was left to his usual charms alone.
right now, that meant he had requested her help in some shopping, specifically for clothes that better suited the island they’d been dropped onto. lifting the two shirts in question in front of him as if to show off what it would look like on him, he continued, “i know, the burgundy can be a bit much against my hair when it’s not just an accent, but i got some black pants too and i think that’ll offset it enough.”
“and don’t forget, i dunno how keen you are on blending in with the local color, but if you see anything you want, it’s on me. can’t thank a cute girl enough for the company while i pick out a new wardrobe!”
Even in a place of concrete and unnatural lights, Sothis managed to find a little bit of that greenery that reminds her of home. Or, well, the place where home probably is. Her memories were still fuzzy, but surely... Surely that place was once home to her. Though, now with being in another world, she wonders.
In any case, it’s another student she spots through the branches and vines. The girl from another land, she remembers. A strange, yet nice, girl. Her gaze follows Petra’s, noting the bird in the tree. She doesn’t seem to want to hunt it, simply admiring its colours.
“Even a place like this has such wonders... I do
not think I have ever seen a bird like that before!
Its colours are so vivid and bright.”
A SERIES OF HEADCANON PROMPTS INSPIRED BY DISNEY MOVIES
The Emperor’s New Groove: What animal would you associate your muse with? Why?
I’m going to go with dragon! Mostly because they’re usually incredibly fierce, powerful, and thought of as almost possible to defeat. Dragons are beings willing to destroy whatever stands in their way — and they’ll sooner burn through any obstacles than take the time to go around.
Spoilers ahead for Edelgard’s background!
Aladdin: If your muse had 3 wishes, what would they wish for?
That the societal importance of Crests (and Crests themselves, if it were possible) would be completely eliminated, and people would be judged not for the circumstances of their birth, but by who they are as people… TL;DR that the Church stop imposing these ideals onto the people of Fódlan so that nobody ever has to suffer the consequences again.
If and only if the above were to occur could Edelgard truly have other wishes: The next of which would be that she would no longer have to bear the burden of being Emperor, or the burden of waging war in order to achieve that goal — she could just be Edelgard, and show her allies what that truly means.
That she and her peers could live in peace and simply enjoy their time together at Garreg Mach (and that she would be able to live long enough to forge those bonds and savor them for the rest of her life).
she proceeds to get three images in rapid succession-- the first, a perfectly normal, cheerfully smiling selfie of sylvain, who has clearly already figured out his best angles. the second and third, however, featured the very same sylvain, now sporting the cutesily-drawn floppy ears and nose of a dog superimposed on the image.
[txt] - I can show you how to do it if you want :) :) :)!!
Exploration proving to be too much work, the scholar began to walk back toward his own assigned houses. Not much unlike his time as a student, he mused - and next door to Caspar. It felt almost like childhood again, rooming next door when their fathers would visit the capital.
Now wasn’t the time to get nostalgic.
The architecture here was interesting, but there was not much time for that either. He simply wanted to get back to his room with the strangers he was forced to share space with, but...
“Ah,”
“Petra.” It seemed as though she was in the same residential area. “Don’t tell me you live here, too? Or, well, that should be rather obvious unless you’re visiting someone.”
