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Cyclamen, Pine, Sunflower (not the middle meaning tho)
Cyclamen– Resignation, Good-bye
Pine– Pity
Sunflower– Pure Thoughts, Adoration, Warmth
Shin-Ah looked to the flowers, unsure of what to make of such an arrangement. To him it held sorrow, which in turn ended up making him sad.
It was to be expected, though, since the one before him was not the Jae-Ha they knew.
“...thank you.”
⌨ ✿
⌨ - time-wasting habits
Time absolutely cannot be wasted. He is sure to always fill it thoroughly -- that is to say, he could spend hours reading some obscure facts on the internet or people-watching or doing a full one-man re-enactment of a musical but he’d never call it wasting time. He had the time to spare because he did his work right on schedule, and this was how he chose to use it. Generally the only way he can use his time wrong is if he doesn’t do anything at all, and that’s because he’s alone with his thoughts man, he probably could’ve fit a nap in there.
✿ - laugh
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“I heard that you are a strong jumper. Spoink will suit you well. Do not allow it to stop jumping.”
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Send “♣” for a random fact about the mun.
the mun can’t swim. don’t get me wrong, I can get into water, and have on several occasions. I even almost learned to dog paddle… but that’s it. it’s sad, I know.
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canonically, Cloud traded free food and drinks for life at the Seventh Heaven for Fenrir, then customized the bike. personally, I’m more fond of him designing and building it (mostly) on his own, just because I think that’s much more awesome. even if it’s less plausible.
also, Fenrir actually has three wheels. and while two are in the front, practically attached to each other, that still technically means that Cloud is riding a tricycle.
sky high ♛ team 8
posting order: @eyebrand > @apprenticing > @opticallyenhanced > @lunastriker > @flightfromfate
The district in the air was one Lucina always found interesting. The elites had been impressed by her status and had invited her to come up and visit the floating utopia, but Lucina never found a chance to travel up there. Her duty on the ground and in the actual city kept her from exploring it fully, but the time for her to do so had finally came.
Stepping off the airship, the Exalt couldn’t help but look around in awe. They weren’t joking when they said this is where those who considered themselves elite lived. It showed too; the technology here was a lot more advanced than the city’s very own, and overall the scenery looked incredible. She doubt that crime happened here all the time.
It really was a perfect utopia, a rare one to visit and see. She’s heard some stories about it, but it all seemed like something out of a fairytale or a legend. Finally being here, it felt oddly exciting and amazing. However, she wasn’t really here to sightsee like some kind of tourist. No, her and her group had a bigger task to accomplish, and she didn’t want to disappoint Wendy or Levi by not finding anything.
Turning back to her group after admiring the scenery, she addressed the others with a serious tone, her posture straight and tall. Her position as a leader was hardly a new one, and she was a typical no nonsense type of person.
“This city may not seem dangerous, but we cannot let our guard down. We need to keep our eyes opened for anything that may be of interest.”
Despite her serious tone, a small smile appeared on the woman’s face. Even if she liked getting straight to the point, she wanted to make it known that she was someone who they could trust and befriend.
“I look forward to working with you all, if I may add. I’m sure we’ll make a great team.”
There was no mistaking it. The presence he felt here, the one that had guided him from the moment he stepped foot into this place....was that of the current Ryokuryuu.
It’s with a nostalgic sense of deja-vu that he follows the faint, constant tug on his body through the maze of the city, almost blindly meandering and taking in the sights until he comes to an abrupt halt in front of a building.
It seems to be a questionable establishment at the least - but that’s the least of his current concerns, and the person he’s seeking is inside. His usually sharp senses are dulled, but there is still no shred of doubt in his mind, or gut. This is the place. He enters, eyes almost immediately singling out one particular feature in the masses: green hair.
Perhaps a little too excitedly, Kija strides over to the bar and clamps a hand on the other’s shoulder. Not that he was happy to see him, or anything. “It really is you!” If he was here, then maybe Princess Yona and the others....!
@flightfromfate
W41T HOLD ON
D1D SOM3ON3 S4Y *DR4GON L3G*??????
[You’re on the ground near the leg in less than a second trying to rawr friendship greetings at it.]
