#koritissofias

[vulpicino]

[ koritissofias ]

    ❝Annabeth, thank the gods. I was starting to think I was the only one here who’d be responsible for keeping Percy in line.❞ He offers the daughter of Athena a lopsided smile, somewhat devoid of mirth considering the circumstances. Then, he gets serious. ❝Is, um. Is Pipes here?❞   

[chronokind]

☁ Describe how they would spend a stormy, overcast/rainy day. and ♡ : Is there a certain scent that brings about nostalgia? If so, describe a memory this scent brings back.

☁

I THINK I already answered this, but! Dave would spend a rainy day developing photos, making music, and being terrified of Bro sneaking up on him, since it’d be too wet for the older Strider to go outside.

♡

Hmm...That’s an interesting one. Probably things like Top Ramen and the other cheap stuff they probably ate in the apartment when Dave was a kid? Apples, of course. Cinnamon. When he was a little kid, I’d imagine the highlights of his weekends would be going to McDonalds with Bro; probably, Bro would show affection through wordless gestures like these. The apple pies were Dave’s favorite snack, so the smell of cinnamon and baked apples takes him back to a time when he was just a kid: not scared or hurt or paranoid.

[incandeo]

iguanas are no longer an option.

koritissofias

  WHAT WERE the chances of stumbling upon a pair of discarded chinese handcuffs on the floor? While it obviously had the appearance of abandonment, all it needed was a quick brush and then it looked as good as new. The object resided on his palm, patiently waiting for its next victim to enter its trap. He remembered the last time he toyed with them, the memory itself being crystal clear. Even if he did end up embarrassing himself in the end, it was a fond one at best.

   Though in the past, his definition for a solution would be to morph into an iguana and scamper away. He evidently recalled that Annabeth had mentioned such a solution in the past, but he never managed to quite remember it. Was it to pull simultaneously? Wriggle your fingers? Smash your hand onto a solid surface? Countless of possible ‘solutions,’ but too few of real solutions. 

   The individual had found a somewhat peaceful place to attempt to solve the mysteries behind the contraption. Sure the spot was in the middle of one of the busiest sectors, but at least the roars of conversations and surges of people strolling past him reminds him that he isn’t the only one in this city. Now, Frank had hoped someone would assist him on finding the said solution otherwise he’s going to end up getting his fingers stuck for a long, long, long time. 

[cloudedblades]

60. What prejudices do they hold? Are they irrational or do they have a good reason for them?

If Cloud actually holds any kind of prejudice, it’s against Rufus Shinra and the Turks. Shinra’s company dug up Jenova, and created Sephiroth. Long story short, that means they’re ultimately responsible (arguably) for almost ending the world. 

You can also throw in the Mako reactors, which allowed everybody on Midgar’s plate (less so in the slums) to live comfortable lives… by slowly killing the planet.

Now, to be fair, the Turks weren’t responsible for those things; but they work for Rufus. Ad while Rufus’s father might have been responsible for those things, Rufus made it abundantly clear that he planned to be a worse President than his father was.

Seems fairly reasonable, yeah.

On the other hand, after Meteorfall and the Geostigma Crisis, Rufus toned down his whole evil shtick quite a lot; both he and Shinra Inc. itself did a lot to make repairs and improve the lives of everyone, even the Planet.

[dissolvendae-a]

koritissofias

A bout of luscious wavy blonde hair with a sturdy stance to match had got her wondering. The change of outfit was quite a shock to be quite honest. Though getting to dress casual in the city was a gift, she must admit. For a few days now she had been trying to get in touch with her partner, but to no luck. 

Until now? Oh definitely not. 

Reaching out a hand Blake suddenly grabbed the young girl by the shoulder, turning her around to speak face to face.

"Yang--"

"--! My apologies." She began, dropping her hand immediately and taking a step back. 

"I. . Had believed you were someone else."