#eusarca

[isolaradiale]

I'm going to give them a break and drop kyrie huet (original character). they're housed in their personal home in cotes ward, which can be left to its current active occupant ismael onai again!

Dropped for you!

– andromeda ☆

[heclingmuzik]

Ismael receives a deceptively thin box from Kyrie, clearly hand-wrapped by them in festive wrapping paper. Inside are flexible LED strips, as thin as stickers, meant to be applied to a motorcycle helmet, as well as the little additional equipment required for charging and use. "You can control the lights and colors with your phone. I think you'll look really cool if you can get them applied right... and it'll make it easy for other drivers to see you. Merry Christmas, Ismael."

"Dude! This is TOTALLY lit!" Ismael gives Kyrie the biggest hug and a BIG kiss on the cheek. "Thanks a bunch!"

And with Kyrie's turn!

It's a necklace. "I asked someone to make it! It's supposed to protect you. Pretty neat, huh?"

[ilsecng]

@eusarca

"I think out of all the seasons, autumn's right up there next to summer. Summer'll always be my first." And that was a fact that didn't plan on changing. It didn't change a hundred years ago and it was going to change now.

"You ever do that thing? Where you build a leaf fortress and run right into it?"

[salfxsher]

❝ what about you? will time heal your wounds? ❞

horizon: forbidden west starters | Accepting

It was hard for Sal to have insight in this moment. Not when he was so entrenched in the present. His emotions were still running high from everything he'd been through. "...I've heard that a lot...I mean, people say that time heals all wounds. But ...I really.. dunno right now. "

He started to feel numb, then angry, then depressed; and those emotions repeated themselves. He felt like a walking contradiction, and that in itself made him feel like shit.

@eusarca

[uwps002]

text message meme: #?

Send “#” for a RANDOM text. @eusarca

TO: KYRIE HUET FROM: CELINE

hmm? you want an opinion about an outfit? ٩(•̤̀ᵕ•̤́๑)ᵒᵏᵎᵎᵎᵎ what's the special occasion? are you trying to impress someone? (◑‿◐) i smell something juicy...

[heclingmuzik]

"Happy birthday! I made you a cake. It's in the fridge, whenever you're ready. I'd also like to take you out for something delicious — anytime, anywhere! Just say when." And Ismael receives a big hug as well, of course. "I'm glad we're still together."

WHOA A CAKE! "Like a whole cake?" Even if it wasn't, Ismael is so happy to receive it from none other than her family. Of course she gives Kyrie the best kind of hug and instead of one kiss on the cheek, they get MULTIPLE.

"I'm SUPER glad we're still together too." No matter where they are though, she knows they'll always be connected one way or another. "Anyway! Take me to the most expensive steakhouse." She's only kidding of course, and it's evident in the way she laughs.

"Wanna go to that cafe? I could go for a sandwich there~."

[uwps002]

@eusarca

🎔 Despite being an adult the woman could still be as excitable as she had been as a teenager. She'd been running around the city all over the place only to finally stop on a park bench to rest. But evidently she hadn't rested enough. The woman stood, wobbled, and finally...

Fell right onto her knees, dirtying the dress of her skirt. It had apparently caught the eye of a passerby who offered her a hand. "S-Sorry, I just stood up too fast. I'll be okay, I just need a minute."

[demoniomano]

random starter - @eusarca

Came all the way from her ward to Archimedes to have some fun, prior to her celebratory stay in Spirale for... three years. Lysithea was found thinking of partaking some bake-off to make her own custom-made sweets possibly inspired from Fodlan. She was about to enter inside and partake, she met a familiar being.

Of course, it's them. Kyrie, that is.

Well she was eating her last cookie and kinda used to see them prior to their first meeting. As she waved her hand signalling 'Hello', she's still talking when mouth full. It was a big cookie after all from her ward.

"You want in as well?" Munch, munch.