#digitalfcte

[eightfoldblessings]

@digitalfcte - "Even so, I can't let them be the only one to bear the burden, not anymore... will you lend me your power, Caster?"

☀ : "Sorry~" Expression is folded, as she takes a bow. "I'm afraid I'm not the strongest servant to use for such a thing! I'm just a shrine maiden at the end of the day." A disappointment, but her truth. However. "But, if you must. I'll help you. Just don't expect me to solve your problems okay?♡"

[bxd-kxrma]

@digitalfcte

It had been some time since Karma was able to get an actual workout in the gym. From working to cooking and cleaning she had gotten so busy that she didn’t get to have much time to indulge in her favorite pass time.

It was too bad that she had spent so much time there that the sky had gone dark and the moon was shining bright above her. Was she scared of walking the street at night alone? No, she had done it many times and being a ex-gang member she knew which streets to dodge.

But it seemed like the local gangs were wising up on this as in the distance she could see a couple of them huddled around someone. At first, Karma was going to help whoever it was, but upon coming closer she noticed the familiar light pink colored hair which caused Karma to quicken her pace.

“Kuso…!” This was bad, and it looked like things were heating up too.

[anekiex]

@digitalfcte​: "I have waited for two years already and now I have to wait 9 months on top of?" 

“You can’t rush perfection.”

[shougancid-archive]

@digitalfcte​​ // Starter Call

“Before you ask, I’m not napping.” Considering that she’d managed to curl up and settle down in a less well-travelled part of the building, in a place where she’d hoped no one could find her Mari was probably not fooling anyone. Still, better that someone passed her as opposed to tripping over her like her friends often did.

“I’m just resting with my eyes closed.”

[nextlater]

Here I stand, in the lion’s den. The heart of darkness, mused Sara, in Spanish.

Let’s see... Pulling out her Japanese dictionary, she waved to a passing girl on the street. “Excuse me!” she called, in Japanese.

@digitalfcte​

[fallroute]

“Was there a reason you wanted to go in this direction? It’s pretty dangerous if you go alone, so why don’t you let me go with you?”

@digitalfcte​ // starter call

[soulwitch]

In soulwitch Jeanne kills you with her edge.

In sinwitch she edges you to death.

D A M N.

[foxgxttn-sxar-archived]

@digitalfcte​ liked for a starter! 

  Nights for Chyrie always played out the same way.

  Firstly, it’d start with her dozing into a soft sleep; for about an hour or so, she’d get some proper rest. Her mind would let her relax that much, though not much more. Afterwards, she’d be plagued with nightmare after nightmare, tossing and turning the poor AuRa before she’d awaken to a cold sweat and tears down her face.

  She could never remember the nightmares, though it was all she could put her finger on. Dreams would never cause her such anguish, would they?

  Thus she’d find herself outside, walking around; she’d heard that a new mage had recently come to town, to work with the Sultana herself; that alone was no small feat, though it was her magic itself that had Chyrie intrigued.

  It wasn’t based around thaumaturgy, nor around clerical arts of healing, either. And with someone new so close, she figured it’d be best to pay them a visit. After all, what if they had something that could help her sleep some more? Twelve above knew she needed it.

  Thus as night turned to day and merchants started poring out onto the streets, she’d gaze around, looking for any sign of someone she didn’t recognize...

  And there they were.

  It only took a glimpse of the green robe and silver hair for Chyrie to know that they weren’t from around here, at all; even if they weren’t her quarry, she was sure that they could lead her straight to them.

  Standing in front of the other’s smallish house - wasn’t this recently abandoned? Chyrie was sure that it was vacant - she’d scoff, arms folded across her chest. 

“You’re the new mage that recently moved here, aren’t you? I’ve got some questions.”

  Straight to the point as always, though the glare that tugged at her eyes and pulled her lips into a frown would have made her come off far more hostile than intended.

“The names Chyrie... And I’m hoping you can help me.”