#fallasea

[bitterlyamazing]

          “You have something in your hair,” points it out blandly, hands in pockets. He can just as easily get it out, chooses not to ( would rather give unhelpful suggestions ).

                                 @fallasea | sc.

[mondxs-blog]

@fallasea ❤’d for a pre-est.

“--It looks like you didn’t hurt yourself too badly.” they murmured softly while examining the small scrape on the other’s knee. With concern etched in their features, they got up and fetched a band aid before they returned and patched their friend’s knee.

“Let me--... Let me cook something for you. It’s your choice.” They realize they weren’t very good at comforting, but they at least wanted to do something.

[unrivalled-trio-archived]

@fallasea continued from x

“Make me fun?”

The girl repeated. She seemed to take her advice into consideration now. Bringing a hand to her chin as she looked down. She furrowed her eyebrows and pursed her lips together. 

“I don’t know. I mean... what would my brother think?”

[fallenreverend-a-blog]

Come @fallasea , let him hear your most fervent prayers.

     "I see you around church quite often, Judith. What else do you do in your free time? I can't imagine that you'd spend all of your free time here - even though I enjoy your presence greatly."

     In reality, Eiji was not interested in what she did in her free time, or what she even did while she was preoccupied. However, one must play the role of the saint in such a position; and she was helping him, although she herself, did not know of this. It wasn't hidden intent per se, and it wasn't like he was lying. The priest enjoyed her presence - however, he simply.. exaggerated a little.

     However, he had yet to figure out if Judith visited out of faith, or just to gaze at the priest. It's painfully obvious sometimes; the people at the front most pew gazed intently at Eiji while he delivered his sermons, rather than listening to the word of the lord. He was the messenger. 

     Those people were the ones he killed first.

     Was Judith like that? It'd be a shame if she was, as he actually enjoyed their small talk. But Eiji thought that the best way to show that he was a priest through and through, was to guide them there himself. It was all for a better cause.

     "While the lord appreciates devotees such as yourself, you must also know that the lord also cares for you. The lord is always around."

[armazeilor]

@fallasea || continued from here !

A slight pause hung between the two, a rustling of tree leaves resounding through their silence. The sun’s faded glow shone down on the girl’s face, afternoon hues bringing her features to life. She seemed...carefree, in a way, unfazed neither by the situation, nor by himself. All the wizard could do was stand there crouching beside her, wooden staff leaning against his shoulder.

“...Making my rounds,” he began a bit blankly, the tone of his voice flat. “I hope you know those are my woods you’ve wandered into.”

It was a rare event, to have someone make it that far by mistake. The sight of her had taken him by surprise, for her sleeping figure laying among strands of grass was much too otherworldly; a bit too reminiscent of woodland spirits, and yet nothing about her felt out of place. Her doe-like eyes peered up at him through webs of sleep, green boring into black...

...Was she lost?

[s0s0ur]

A continuation of this ask x @fallasea

      Naota was mildly surprised how well Judith had responded to what he had said. He was sure she was probably taking pity on him, which he couldn’t blame her. You’d have to be out of your mind to believe to take what he said at face value. That didn’t stop him from showing her the bright yellow Vespa, over the years it had collected a few scratches. Mostly from him falling off the thing in attempt to learn how to ride it. His fingertips still hand white scaring around from the fall, he remembers vividly ripping his nail apart. How hot his face had gotten, as he cried but kept pushing the Vespa back up onto it wheels.

        The vespa leaned idly up against his grandfather shop, Naota pulled it out onto the side walk. There were large packs hanging from the side of the vespa holding various items; food, sleeping bag, money, a repair kit for the vespa and his guitar strapped tightly to the side.

         “I know it doesn’t look like much,” that was an understatement the vespa looked like it would go five miles per hour on a good day. But Naota knew from experiences the thing could get up to ungodly spends. Naota walked over to the shop doors and picked up to helmets off the stairs leading into the shop. He turned to Judith offering her the red one, and with a slight shrug he spoke.

                  “You wanna go for ride?” Which was a nicer way of saying, you want to get the hell out of this town.

                  “I promise, we won’t die in some horrific fiery Vespa scouter crash.”

[piyushch-blog]

@fallasea // sc

“For a spicy Halloween date, hypothetically, if I were to wear something comedically rauncy, what would you suggest? I am so torn. There are so many bad choices I could make.”

[codadamaged-blog]

           ❛ UNLESS you’re here to buy something illegal, y- you’ve probably wandered off into the wrong store. ❜   he spoke with nonchalance, obviously uncaring for consequences. they could be an undercover cop for all he knew. it was all the same to him.     ❛ i won’t ask you to leave, but the place gets some shady characters here and there, you know?  i can’t guarantee you anything. ❜

@fallasea // starter call.