#katakaios

[poswiecenia]

( 💖 ) POKES HER LITTLE brother on the head with the not - as - sharp - side of her weapon. ❛ CAN YOU LOCK - in ? ❜

@katakaios gets this at 12:30am

[fancoria]

@katakaios ; random starter ;

"Magic is wonderful! You can do so many things with it! But the most important thing is that we can make people happy with these spells. It's our pride! Once you experience it, you won't want to think about anything else."

The little girl was filled with determination—even though she didn't have to say it or anything, it was still important to her. Plus, this guy reminded her so much of Master Qifrey, which added even more to trudt him. Coco waved her hands in all directions, trying to visualize what could be done with magic.

"You can create beautiful shapes from water, from sun, from fire. To be somewhere else, somewhere safe and pleasant…" She sighed heavily.

"You must have that kind of magic too, right? Otherwise, life… would be terribly sad."

[luneary]

@katakaios : liked for a starter.

Columbina is... a bit lost.

She's certain the map in her hands is accurate, yet she still finds herself in a place unknown - that isn't necessarily the issue, but rather the fact she can find no sign of life to point her in the direction of anywhere safe.

Instead she finds herself in an empty temple with only wall sconces lighting her path, echoes of voices speaking in a language she cannot recognize.

What else is worrying - is how she remembers little of how she entered this world to begin with. ".. Surely, I can find someone here." The dove muses as she walks past two statues, not hearing the cracks following her passing by.

[stellcrwind]

@katakaios - Starter

It happened so fast, the Air turns into Dust in the world around her,  There was currupted Pillars and Buildings that seemingly once stood so tall, But were now eroded and crumbling peice by peice. The area Echoes with a slight crack every few seconds,  The traveler slowly comes too, feeling confused by the new sight and smells.

 The event that took part before this playing in her head. Moments before she ended up in this predicament, Lumine was working on exploring a underground cavern in Fontaine, she was close to solving a case, for Navia and Monsieur Neuvillette, but then .. She remebers hearing paimons high pitch squeak to watch out.

The golden haired Savior couldn't react  fast enough and the walls shattered then water flooded the Area ... like a roaring tide, then a high pitch chime hits and the world warps leaving her disoriented .After that.. she found herself conscious too this scene where she is now.

 This moment alone,  the world felt oddly cold.. Dead for the most part... no sign of anyone.. she was leaning against a broken slab before slowly trying to get up.  The Energy in this Area alone, felt .. odd.. cold but not by Tempature.. the same feeling she get's with the abyss without the constant need of monsters ... it felt as it the world was shedding tears .. but could not cry it's self.

Was .. that even possible? Placing a hand to her head she could have sworn she heard a voice in the distance,  maybe she hit her head to hard.. or .. did she actually hear someone..?

Lumine slowly stands up before trying to hold out her hand and intake the mist into her palm as she would with the abyss, just to see if she could get a better veiw.   But it turns out her energy is too drained at the moment for her to even create a spark of light from her palm.. so that wasn't going to work.  

Her heart pounded against her chest as she swollowed her pride and spoke out.

"Who's there." She asks out risking the option to expose herself to a danger.

[bloodycharge]

“ yeah i can play the role of nurse AND tell you ‘ i told you so ‘ at the same time actually. “ most lethal side eye right now.

from  where  shinji  is  currently  buried  under  several  layers  of  blankets,  there  comes  motion  -  a  gentle  shuffling,  with  hardly  enough  energy  in  it  to  accomplish  much.  thankfully,  his  goal  isn't  anything  that  requires  excessive  amounts  of  energy.  all  he  really  wants  is  to  slip  one  hand  into  the  air,  and--

give  phainon  a  nice,  big  middle  finger. 

because  really,  what  was  he  gonna  do,  not  make  soup  for  his  sick  best  friend?  and  then  …  hand  feed  it  to  him?  and  give  him  medicine?  and  basically  stick  around  in  his  room  nonstop  for  three  days  until  whatever  bug  he  caught  eased up on him?

…  yeah,  he  had  to.  there  was  no  other  way.

at  several  moments  during  this  time,  khassie  had  warned  him  that  he  was  going  to  catch  whatever  aki  had.  and  shinjiro,  in  all  his  limitless  intelligence,  had  brushed  the  man  off  -  despite  knowing  damn  well  that,  these  days,  he  catches  colds  with  the  ease  of  a  daycare  teacher  mid-november.

well,  now  he's  reaping  what  he  sewed,  and  khassie  is  collecting  on  his  well-earned  bragging  rights.  asshole.

“  f'g  off.  ”

[bloodstrings]

this place is not her home — never was and never will be — but it's a place of respite for now. it's a place where the GODS that haunt her can't follow her, stalk her, attack her ... but it also means that FURUD can't protect her either.

so she's lost and she's worried and well, what's a hunter to do but tap into her bard side ?

so she does. she whistles first, then hums, then begins to sing out loud. maybe it's a melancholic tone, maybe it's slow and requires minimal footwork, minimal energy — but you don't always need a raging sun. sometimes ... just the pale moonlight is enough.

nights that feel like the end of the world, and the start of a new one.

she reaches a hand out to him ; it's scarred and it's callous but she controls it carefully, expertly. it's gentle when it holds the deliverer's hand ... no, when she holds phainon like he's delicate, like a flower that's close to wilting but just won't let go. it perseveres, and that's beautiful.

❛ care to dance, manna ? ❜

@katakaios

[cosmicdreamt]

It's a welcome surprise to have someone approach her so warmly - a respectable and appropriate level of casual and polite. Neff often felt like when she wasn't wearing her usual work mask she came across as intimidating, and while yes, she was currently at work, the weather outside had caused traffic to be extremely slow.

The heft of the snow was unexpected. The weather had said mentioned a light dusting, but sometimes nature likes to throw her own curveballs. Currently within the cafe was Neff, her bosses, and about two other customers that decided to remain within the comfort of said cafe until things eased up.

There were worse places she could be currently snowed in at. At least being in a building with working electricity, heat, and food was ideal. With nothing else to do for the moment she'd sat by the window to watch the falling of the snow. The atmosphere was absolutely beautiful, finding herself sitting there like that for....truthfully she's unsure exactly how long.

And one of those awkward moments of eye contact with someone else is what prompted her to invite the stranger over to join her in her snow gazing.

His sudden rambling brought a genuinely soft smile to her face. She saw herself in his asking of too many questions at once while also adding his own experiences to try and connect.

"Nefeloma. You can call me Neff." She starts. It's the easiest one to acknowledge first. "I was definitely more of a snow angel kid than a snowman kid. I loved laying in the snow and looking up at the sky....and it just looked like stars were falling on my face. So many moments of my childhood were spent just being mindful in nature. Now that I think about it, maybe that's why I decided I wanted to work here. Normally cafes are actually quite loud between the music and the people having conversations, but here it really does feel more quiet and comfortable. It's a bit nostalgic. All that's missing is a fireplace and a cozy blanket."

@katakaios || cont [ x ]

[noein]

@katakaios. ⸻ °｡

       ❝ Here!   - Give this a try for me? ❞   Yuu's so very casual and sweet about handing over the platter of shortcake to the other. She points a bit at the slice, head tilting.   ❝ I'm trying this new cherry filling I made, but I'm not sure if I need it to be sweeter or tarter... ❞   Something she clearly is very worried about! Yuu's worked on the cherry shortcake for a few weeks now at least, and she wasn't too confident on displaying it just yet. What better way to figure out what tweaks were needed than to get a second opinion? A beaming smile is given to the other, encouraging him to take a bite.   ❝ The whole honest truth, too!  I can handle it! ❞