#komfisop

[tempercd]

the bleeding had slowed at least and as he picked up his phone in his bloody hand he took in a deep breath, his head feeling light as he leaned against the wall of the safehouse. sucking in a breath and scrolling through his contacts he hit on kav. his doc, his saviour when it came to these kind of things, and one of the most dependable people he knew. hitting the call button he leaned his head back, one hand holding pressure against the wound and the other holding the phone. the ringing was fading in and out as he listened before there was finally a pick up. “kav, i need you to come to the safe house just outside the border.” sucking in a breath he closed his eyes, “please hurry.” the words are whispered as the phone dropped from his hand and his eyes fell shut.

@komfisop gets a fywo starter. 

[sealvst-blog]

we boudalankru , we are strong , unwavering in the face of the tides. just as the rocks that line the shore , we too withstand the fierceness of the water and we thrive.

[zosimekomazgeda-blog]

@komfisop​ wanted a FYWO starter,

The brand new powder blue Prius that Kavita had been told to look for pulled up in the loading and unloading lane outside of Pearson International Airport and the engine killed. Roan's recently released girl friday rose out of the driver's seat and made her way around the vehicle, tucking her hands into the pockets of her newly issued cut - a tailored leather vest tastefully and sparsely adorned with embroidered flowers. The back displayed the club's logo, her flash marking her as Unholy. She glanced up at the cameras adoring the overhang and leaned back against the rear passenger door, crossing her legs as she waited. It wasn't often she wore her colors in public anymore, but for today, it was necessary, since she needed to be identified on sight by someone she had only heard about in passing. But Kativa seemed like good people, so she didn't mind. Instead, she found herself casually eyeing up every girl vaguely matching her description and the picture on the phone she barely knew how to use. All she could do was trust the nurse would be able to pick her out to make that initial connection.

[meizenamida-blog]

                @komfisop // sc.

                The warrior’s eyes drift towards the healer, her lips pushing into a line as she sighs. A gash on her arm, blood dried around the edges, stands out against her dark skin. She was sent to the healer to get the wound treated, but Amida’s nervous nature stops her from going up to her for a moment. After a minute, Amida bites the bullet and walks up to her. “Heya,” she says, holding her arm out to healer. “Can you help?”

[tempercd]

@komfisop is getting a starter

the sounds of the forest weren’t unusual, the flow of the birds, the trickle of the stream, nothing was changed. but the feel of the air, that had shifted. sitting in his perch, his eyes trained for movement on the ground he is not surprised when he sees the woman walking below him. he had simply come out to hunt. now that he was on his own.. now that he had no ties to his mother.. it was nice but hard. leaving his siblings behind was the hardest part of it all. but no longer being a prince, no longer being looked upon to live and act a certain way was refreshing. dropping to the ground silently he watched her walk through the woods, she was well versed in navigating the tricky trail, but then again most people were.  “you’re trespassing,” because although he wasn’t allowed on ice nation territory, no one knew he was here. that didn’t mean he liked outsiders going into his lands either.

[tempercd]

ღ - cheek kiss (komfisop)

@komfisop wants the kisses

Sitting at the campfire he startled from his stare his eyes lifting at the touch of lips against his whiskered cheek. He had agreed to travel with her to her people’s village on the excuse that he had wanted to get to know more about them, the reality was he wasn’t wanted anywhere else and he had been letting thoughts of being an outsider slowly consume him before he’d been pulled out of them. “What was that for?” Reaching up he rubbed his cheek, long overdue for a shave, trying to get the tingle to leave. He couldn’t even recall the last time he’d received a kiss on the lips nevermind on the cheek.