#duskchord

[trereste]

duskchord // ღed

What was that blissful sound?   Music that was pleasant to the ears   and could soothe any when listened   upon.

Free time given was always to train,   to be at ease at what he done. Such   a story she hardly found interesting to   tell -- it was dull like the emotions of   pity he showed.

Her feet making its way towards melodic   tunes with her ears listening intently.

“Such beautiful sounds, pleasantries   are soothing. Who’s creating them?”

[neverforgiiven]

“Our nights have grown so long.”

sleeping at last starters !!! ( NOT ACCEPTING ) 

watching the girl squirm and whimper in her sleep, a labored sigh would slip from chapped lips, eyes fluttering from the girl’s trembling form to the blanket draped carelessly over her legs. if the girl was cold, then she would make sure that the girl would find warmth ; that was her duty as the young princess’s protector. humming to herself in thought, the young woman would lean over, tugging the blanket up and over the child’s legs, over her waist, eyes flickering up to the child’s expression to keep from waking her ( after all, the days were quite exhausting for her       she wouldn’t want to keep her from getting rest ). however, even with such carefulness, the child seemed to have woken in her distress.

“natalia,” the younger would whimper, hand reaching to cling onto the fingers that had once cloaked her body with such warmth (       and it surprised her, to be quite honest ; she wasn’t used to such clingy actions, such neediness from someone       ). all that the soldier did was watch the younger, shifting in her position to keep from making herself uncomfortable beside the child, gaze moving over to the fire before them once more. in truth, she didn’t know what the other needed ; could it be that she needed comfort of some sort ? natalia wasn’t sure. in all honesty, she wasn’t sure if she wanted to know. even so … she was the girl’s protector. perhaps of a more physical and simple context, yes, but … it wouldn’t be right to keep from making sure that the girl was truly alright.

“you’re alright,” she managed to mumble, hand slowly tugging its way out of the other’s grip, instead quietly touching the other’s head to hesitantly run her fingers through the other’s lighter locks. “i know that it’s hard right now, but you - you’re alright.” a falter. she couldn’t really utter such empty words with ease, could she? sorella wasn’t naive, nor was she ignorant to the world around them. this world was not in its best place, though both of them knew that it could fare much worse for the both of them. even so … to bear the hardships of this world without even a flicker of hope would not do justice to those who had tried so hard to keep them here. it would not do justice to those who should have been there with them ( and the thought of a familiar face, of soft hands and of a bright smile brought a lump to her throat - ah, to not give justice to her of all people, was something she could not even try to do ).

her hand would beckon the younger to her once more, allowing the girl to set her head down upon her leg, fingers continuing to card through light locks of hair in an attempt to sooth the other. eyes fluttered down to the child as she felt the other grow still, a quiet, yet relieved sigh spilling from quivering lips as she merely saw a more peaceful expression, hand careful as it ghosted over the child’s features to bring more comfort. “dawn will come , little one. be patient.”

[fellegend]

23 & 36!

@duskchord // x

                                   23. How do they respond to difficult social moments? 

                                   What makes them consider a social situation difficult?

Owain isn’t good at serious conversation with people he’s not comfortable with tbh !! It’s pretty easy to make him uncomfortable, actually, though he’ll try not to show it ( it’s pretty obvious though ). He generally is able to turn a situation from grim to lighthearted, all-the-while remaining dramatic as hell. He likes to play this characterized version of himself, it’s pretty much his escape from the frustration/discomfort of reality. It’s definitely his safe-zone in the world of death, loss, and war. When he was younger he always wanted to be a hero, because heroes could protect people they cared about. When he couldn’t protect them, though, that’s when he really adopted this persona and began molding himself into this fashion of what he’s really not. If he can act this way, maybe, eventually, he will be. 

When people ask him serious questions, seeking serious answers, he’ll often reciprocate with only a fragment of an answer, laced between fancy words and wild theatrics. He has no heart to ignore them, to disappoint them, but he won’t reveal many truths. Hardly to even the people he trusts. Though, it’s most difficult when people can see through his made up facade. That’s the one thing he can’t stand people calling out really, because it means they see him for what he is, and he doesn’t like that. He doesn’t want that. He wants to be portrayed as A) a hero, a person who can stand up, confident, sure of themselves and full of ability and potential, or B) a clumsy actor, always turning any situation into a world of his own. An artistic boy with goofy habits. A person who doesn’t take the world so seriously. The moment people see through that, all comfort goes down the drain. He’s lost his support to lean against.

                                  36. How much do they rely on their minds and intellect, 

                                  versus other approaches like relying on instinct, intuition, 

                             faith and spirituality, or emotions? What is their opinion on this?

I think the most often Owain relies on intellect is during battle !! Otherwise, he’s definitely heavy in relying on faith, trust, emotions, and instinct. He’s able to take in his foes, and he’s very skilled in discernment, which makes it easier to read their weaknesses, but he’s also very fluent in empathy, even sympathy, which often outweighs the other, causing Owain to question his morality and whether it is truly worth it to use another’s weakness against them. He has a very hard time in battles against humans, though with Risen he’s generally able to smack them without thinking. He’s familiar with them, and he doesn’t consider killing a Risen to really be taking someone’s life. 

Regarding friendships, relationships in general, trust, and acquaintances, he relies VERY much on intuition, emotions, and faith. He is quick to fully invest himself into people, and often very trusting, sometimes to a definite fault. Despite a general knack for intuition regarding people, he will push away bad feelings, bad vibes, and try his hardest to believe the very best in people. So, despite his instinct screaming to run, he would rather suffer through that and carry on a conversation, offering the benefit of the doubt until there is solid proof to prove otherwise. 

He honestly doesn’t give it much thought or opinion. He doesn’t pay much attention to these aspects about him, as they’ve always been him, basically, so it’s honestly difficult for him to  notice. Regarding these things in others, though, he doesn’t pay it much mind. He knows everyone is different and he respects that ( even if he would become frustrated that suddenly he is only person among his troops considered ‘abnormal.’ Owain is quick to notice certain things about people, but not quick to say anything, or judge them for it. He keeps what he sees in them to himself if only to respect their privacy and maintain a steady companionship. )

[yearningforfukashi]

@duskchord

Plagued by countless nightmares, the blunette sat at the desk in her private quarters. She had chose to not sleep with her husband tonight and it appeared to be the only choice she could be happy about. Hands thickly entwined in short azure hair, tears were unleashed from her eyes.

I couldn’t save them… I couldn’t save them… That was all she could think, stills flashing through her head of her kingdom’s destruction.

A growl was summoned from her throat, hand slamming on the desk’s wooden top as it promptly clenched up into a fist.

“WHY?!” the dynast cried out, not even bothering to pay attention to the looming steps that came closer to her door.

[heavenkind-blog]

' hey , i really like your dress ...!! it doesn’t look like anything you’d get in the shops though , so i bet it was custom made !! which is a shame since its soooo pretty !! ‘ she compliments with a gleeful giggle , staff’s jewels rattling noisily beside her hip . 

@duskchord LIKED FOR A STARTER .

[yearningforfukashi]

@duskchord as continued from ask.

“Of course. Those monsters get very scared when you tell others that they have been misbehaving. They will go back to their own beds then instead of causing trouble, but you need to relax. They are not going to hurt you,” the monarch offers a reassuring look, opening her arms should the other want a hug.

“Maybe a song would help you calm down as well. They always help Aqua.”

[koganai-blog]

❝  Wait right here Veiya.  I’ll be right back, okay ??❞

The princess strokes the wyven’s head as she dismounts, tying Veiya loosely because she knows she’ll stay.  Lissie needs something from a market only found in Cyrkensia, and it won’t take very long.  Walking through the streets, she wears a bright smile.  That is, until she runs smack into someone, falling backwards.

❝  O-Oh !!  I’m so sorry, miss !!❞

@duskchord

[lustfaire-blog]

@duskchord

❝  Oi, girl.❞

Hayden calls, trying to get her attention amongst the small crowd of people.  Cyrkensia was bigger than he’d imagined, and it had been costly to get here.  He owed at least three people favors, and had cashed in on far too many to count.  But if he could find her, it’d be worth it.  He shouted a little louder, following her in the waves of people as best he could, finally reaching out to grab her arm.

❝  Hey.  I’m lookin’ for.....for someone.  You know where I can-❞

He pauses upon finally getting a good look at her, looking her up and down.  She matched this mystery girl’s appearance exactly, right down to her height.  Could this be the one he was looking for ??

❝  Is.....Is your name....Sorella ??❞