#crystallizedbahamut

[througheyesofetro-blog]

crystallized-bahamut replied to your post “Heey little pinky, how' ya doin'?”

"Don't worry, I don't want anything from ya." She ruffled the younger's hair a little bit. "Just talking, I'm kinda bored..."

Smiling as her hair was ruffled, Serah gave a slight hum of acknowledgement before nodding. "Life's a little more quiet now than you're used to, I take it?"

[througheyesofetro-blog]

"Heey little pinky, how' ya doin'?"

"That depends on how I can help you, Fang."

[viamadlucem]

crystallized-bahamut replied to your post “HeeEEY I heard u are a crystallized-guerrier shipper. Welcome to the mafia okay”

{u get coffee}

{*chuggaconroy voice* Yeah, coffee!}

[viamadlucem]

Thanks, foudreguerrier and crystallized-bahamut. Now I'm sitting here staring at your FangRai and going...

[hypermachina]

Called Out Rikku / Fang

Rikku had not been in this strange new place for long before she needed up getting into trouble. She had ended up picking on this girl called Vanille and tried to steal from her. She had been successful and had managed to steal from girl and get away, however she had no idea of what was about to happen. She had no idea that the girl had a guardian. A guardian who was very protective. A woman who was fearless.

Rikku had currently made her way to an alleyway to which led to an open area, enclosed by buildings. It was a dead end but no one was here. It was currently where Rikku had set up her home, albeit a blanket in the corner. She would take the things she had stolen from the Vanille woman and examine then in more detail.

[girl-in-white]

{ ℱive visitors arrived at the white room

ghostpranksters

crystallizedbahamut

riku-in-the-dark

starcrossedmemoirs

pulsian-pride

♒ ‒ Infinite dusk, a never-ending orange and purple filled sky reflected upon the town below in it own absorbed twilight thus dubbing it the name the town preserves.

The white washed girl wanders around the front garden trapped by the walls gate, but it never bothered her much and the mansion never received many visitors as the towns people stayed clear of the haunted residence.

At this time of season roses bloomed and blossomed in collective among the twisting vines the flowers grew a beautiful red, sprouting in such a way she was spurred to draw them. Smoothing her dress as she bended forward laid the sketchbook in her lap and the cardboard box to her side, one hand tilted forward as the other with a pencil pressed comfortable between her fingers smiling happily as the pencil hit the surface she was already lost to it's tranquility.

It was half done by the time she swore she sensed something, keeping her hold on the book as she with intent looked keenly around to encounter another hue. A panic rush sent her shooting up, her words finding a loss on what to say. "Hello uh, sorry I...please don't tell anyone, I rather not get in trouble."