#illusorysoldier

[leslienkyle]

They were coming out of the sewers, taking the winding paths and myriad ladders, after Don Corneo had weasled his way through their fingers and escaped. Tifa, Aerith and Barret were a ways ahead of them, completely reluctant to bear the stench a second longer than they absolutely had to. 

Leslie, on the other hand, had gotten used to the foul odour after repeated visits down for all the shady work he did. He suspected Cloud hung nearby just to make sure he didn’t slip out of their deal the way the don had slipped past them.

“It’s... not my place to bring this up,” he admitted, already asking himself why he was saying any of this. “But... Aerith asked me a few things just now. Well, first she asked for seeds,” he said, though he didn’t seem to understand what for. “And then she said I had connections here and thought I might have heard something... something about that sword you’re carrying.” 

[experimentis-blog1]

illusorysoldier replied to your photo: ;;hey guys can I interest you in a dreadful...

//oh heyyy I spy a fellow ffxiv player! (tho my mains are on mateus but my Cloud is on coeurl XD)

;;eyyy I actually main on Goblin but I have that fucker slapped on Mateus because of some friends. but yes I am very invested in ffxiv.

[wall-market-hand]

@illusorysoldier found the former lackey.

“I don’t believe I have anything that you would need or want. Am I mistaken Cloud?” Leslie was convinced that he had provided everything that the mercenary could want or need, but then again, he wasn’t a mercenary himself and couldn’t say for sure.

The lackey would rest against the wall of the arena. It was a nice change of pace from standing guard on a door. He needed a break from searching for either Merle or Corneo as exhausting himself wouldn’t do him any good.

[heavensbled]

@illusorysoldier

     Maybe it was inevitable the way things turned out. Maybe it was fate telling him the very thing that Genesis had been trying to all along. Something about Loveless and the sacrifice made at the end of the world? He’d never understood that play, er...prophecy...whatever it actually was.  Seemed to be a lot of mixed feelings about it all. Hoo-boy was that the truth. Even now, standing at the edge of...well, Edge, staring down into the sleepy little city that hadn’t yet seemed to wake up from the never-ending nightmare he considered that maybe the sacrifice wasn’t made yet. 

     Or maybe the sacrifice was their sanity.

     It’s a funny thought that plucks at the fringes of his heart strings and he’s torn between wanting to laugh it off and simultaneously break down into therapeutic screams. Best not to alarm the locals with any of that craziness, they look on edge as it is. Still got it. His own internal pun putting the smile back on his face, he slides a leg over the bike seat, starts the engine, and heads down the dusty path to the city’s outskirts. Time to do some recon before he goes in to say hello. 

[artenon]

illusorysoldier replied to your post “place to belong”

OMG this is so good and cute and wholesome??? Thank you so much for making content for this ship uykhfjdjk

heheh i exist to make cute content THANK YOU for reading and i’m glad you liked it!! :’)

[nicholas-wolfwood]

illusorysoldier liked your post “Like for a starter? I want to write today! Comment if you want a side…”

“WHY AM I THE ONLY BLOND-HAIRED-IDIOT-WHISPERER ON THIS ENTIRE DAMN PLANET?!”

[black-treecle]

@illusorysoldier replied to your photo “i just think they’re neat”

U ARE NOT ALONE -flails- awesome art btw

THANK GOD [hands you a paddle to help me keep this ship afloat]

thank you so much! <3

[boeshaneposterboy]

“I have self respect, so no.”

"Okay, ouch. I take it my reputation preceeds me. Hey, don't believe half of what they tell you. At least half," Jack said, leaning against the wall nearby.