#garmabxy 01

[vldeztm]

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Even Leo’s happiest dreams felt somewhat bitter, since he would always remember how they ended. But he smiled sadly as he watched his mom working under a car, talking to the small child version of Leo as she worked. 

Esperanza Valdez. She had been a beautiful woman who, despite everything, never hated his father. He was pulled out of his silent bittersweet feelings when he felt like someone was watching this with him. 

“Who’s there?”

[malevolute]

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“Green isn’t a very creative color, you know.”  He knew this wasn’t Link, but goddesses, did he remind him of the thorn in his side.  It’s not even that Link was really his enemy, it was just a really dumb misunderstanding between the both of them.  Octavo was just trying to save Hyrule!  But, that’s a tangent for another day.

Granted he was getting ready to perform for the music festival in Cotes, some criticism from a strange man who resembles Vaati was always welcome.  Right?

“Have you considered trying purple?  It would suit your hair better.”

[exegesisindigo]

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Galekh wasn't the sentimental type. Or at least, he liked to think he wasn't.

It was something he felt odd about - he had never really truly had anything, or anyone, to feel this way for. The sting of missing someone hurt worse when said person was the first one to leave an impact on you in the way that they did. And Feferi Peixes, an heiress from a time he did not know, fit that category.

He couldn't pass up the candle lighting. He felt almost obligated to, in a way - to send fond regards and good graces to the girl below the waves.

As he placed his raft down into the lake, straightening his posture and folding his arms behind his back as it solemnly floated on with all the others, he noticed a figure step up next to him, clad in green and unfamiliar in appearance. Galekh didn't notice a raft in his hand, and so he opted to speak up, a curious sort of solemn lilt to his voice as he glanced over at the other with a small smile.

“Is there someone you lost, or are you just enjoying the scenery?”

"Forgive my curiosity, but I’m not seeing a raft.”

[perfectblackrose]

Shut stepped around a fox as he wandered the Bamboo Grove. Despite having been in Japan for a good bit of his time as a villain, he never went very far. So, he supposed, exploring other places that he might not have seen would be an ideal choice. Stepping a bit further in, he caught a flash of green that didn’t quite match up with the bamboo around him.

Shut turned a bit, tilting his head. Just who was that? Smoothing his clothes out, he called out after the other.

“Hello, is someone there?”

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[vexxcore]

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[shiroki had become the prey.]

[it wasn't a welcome feeling, nor was it a pleasant one. but it was familiar, hearkening back to the night of the hymenoptera, the jumper cables hooked to his back and starting him into the life he lead today. but, the hymenoptera were mortal - they were weak, fleshy, easy to beat down. this thing was... something else.]

[a creature - that's all shiroki could think to describe it as - made entirely of mist, trailing, shaky, extra data from his previous moments in spirale, one track minded and ravenous on direct pursuit of him. and he didn't know how to face it, didn't know how he could destroy such an intangible thing, and at this point flight was winning over fight within his sympathetics.]

[he lifted off. he didn't care who saw, he just needed to get out of there.]

[flying away from opalaria, panic in his wings, he made haste for the only place he could resort to such a thing in - xalphinia, the land of fae, where his appearance wasn't to be so questioned. touching down, the moth was in a panic despite the distance he had made between him and his reaper, rushing past on foot and nearly bumping into someone in his hurried state.]

shit-

[he stumbled, nearly fell, braced himself with an arm to push off of the ground once he had nearly hit and whipped around to see... someone completely unbothered. like the chaos around him wasn’t a personal issue. shiroki would've assumed this guy was some sort of npc, someone who didn't have to worry about their fate at the hands of the reapers, but he looked too... out of place. and that gave shiroki pause for a moment, if only out of confusion, trying to brace himself on nothing as his adrenaline flooded body wobbled in place.]

sorry about that.

reaper's on my ass.