#lakeblessed

[rentarc]

@lakeblessed - starter

     ever since gastrea invaded the earth, most forests were occupied by them, snatching them away from the control of humans. humans built up monoliths in order to protect themselves from gastrea, living within their secluded man-made town. how did he end in a forest then...? without any memories related to it, his priority was to ensure that no gastrea was nearby. odd enough, there were none of them spotted. was this a dream...?

     seeing that there was a human figure walking by, he couldn’t miss this chance to make his inquiry! this whole situation felt... surreal.  ‘um... excuse me. sorry to bother but... may i know where am i?’

[narxkami]

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          His evenings working in the hospital are usually quiet. He works quietly, wiping down machines and sweeping floors, occasionally talking with patients and nurses who go by, and avoiding Sayoko wherever possible. Tonight, though, was a little bit difference. There was a performance in one of the common areas, and though Yu hadn’t stopped his work to enjoy it (Nanako was waiting for him at home, after all), he’s slowed his mopping and lingered in the doorway to watch. Even knowing Rise as he does, though, he’s not entirely used to seeing performers offstage. 

         “Ah, Azura-san, was it? That was a good performance you put on.” He’s glad, suddenly, that he took the time to change out of the uniform they give him. “Everyone seemed to be having a good time.”

[ragnaofazure]

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“Until next time, hopefully. We might never meet again, but... I’m very glad we did, you know? Endless possibilities do exist, and that’s what allowed this to happen.”

“...This better actually be special or some shit, because if it isn’t... You’re gonna be wishing it goddamn was with every last bit of your person.”

“If you as much try to even touch my bracelet, I will take it as you having zero value for your worthless hands if not whole arms.”

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[valorandgold-archived]

@lakeblessed continued from this post

Kaze similarly smiled back, though there was a warmer expression on his face, as if to try and tell her it was nothing quite so troublesome as she was making it sound or believed it to be. Truthfully, he hadn’t mistaken her for any outsider trespassing on their group who might be unwelcome or potentially mean them harm. Between her unique, recognizable clothing, and the absolutely unmistakable blue hair, it had been easy to take a glance and know that it was none other than Azura.

“Now now, you say that as though getting up here was difficult. Or that coming to see if you are alright is burdensome. Believe me, milady, whichever is the case, I can assure that neither of those things are true.” This was hardly the first time Kaze had seen Azura quietly sitting alone and looking contemplative at best, and he doubted it would be the last, nor was it the last time he had gone to ask the songstress about what thoughts might be plaguing her or otherwise causing her to give them deep thought. As always, it was very much something worth thinking about, and something he would attempt to do his best to respond to. He did have some rather strong feelings about this particular issue, however.

“If I may...” The ninja said this both as a prelude to the response he was about to formulate and to indicate he would be sitting down next to her, though if she had any objections to it, all she needed to do was voice them. “...true, you are a person. But so are the rest of us, and I think we all have worries such as those...some more than others.” He paused for a moment. He was very much reminded of himself in some ways with what worried her. “You’re not the only one concerned about the future, and where this most difficult of roads will lead us, and I think we’re all allowed to have those worries...both about where we have been and where we might go.” 

It was true though. The neutral path had proven to be the most difficult of any that could have been taken thus far, yet he had no regrets, and he doubted that Azura had any either.

“Again, if you do not mind, I have a story of my own I would like to share with you. And no, this is not a poor attempt to change the subject.” Not that he was the sort of person to do that, especially when trying to assuage the fears of someone else, something she already knew well by now. “It has relevance to what we’re talking about now, or at least it does for myself, personally.”

[kxllingjoke]

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‘Her face, her hair, those eyes, and her smile and lastly that figure.’ Akira lists the things he liked about her and could have gone on and on within his mind but he needed to answer a question. There was no way he could even keep a straight face with this answer. His lips curve into a smile that already spilled the secret that he wanted to keep. “If she gives me that one shot, smash.”

[grimahearted]

@lakeblessed ( cont. )

      It is difficult not to feel sympathy for the young songstress. Even without memories, Ruya knows how to pick up the pieces of a life, to begin anew without looking back. But now, when she does remember, she knows, too, the bitterness that comes when all efforts to begin again fall to pieces once more. 

       “Even so, you must keep going,” she says. “No matter how many times you falter, you must always stand back up. Perhaps not now, but one day...one day, you will be enough.” She offers the other a small smile. “I only pray that such a day will come to you soon.”

[egoirce-blog]

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     He just listened to this rather long winded explanation from the songstress. He had quite the look on his face from how outlandish this all sounded. He was there waiting for something to turn it upside down on its head. But judging from the grave expression on her face, this was of legitimate concern. Oh Markus, what in the hell have you agreed to assist in? He supposed that he should take a moment to assess the situation and gather as much information as he could.

     “You will have to forgive me if this sounds ridiculous when put like this..” He paced himself around as he wanted to tackle the ‘monster’ in her words. “You mention about this shadowy enemy hiding in the background. Tell me, if our problem isn’t the two nations that have our sights on us, then who is it?’

[wielderofbreidablik]

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Kiran groaned, stretching into the back rest on his seat, pulling his underused muscles into shape after having spent so long at his desk working on doumentation for the Order. Most of said documentation involved Hero registration and managment, but there had been some more…"complicated" affairs too. Regardless of circumstance, the Summoner was an outsider to both Askr and Zenith as a whole, so that coupled with his obvioiusly high position, Kiran typically found himself in a very turbulent situation as far as things went politically. It was a trivial matter in the grand scope of things, but not one that he could avoid facing. Thankfully his contributions to the war thus far spoke for themselves (not to mention the continued support of Anna, Alfonse, and Sharena), but it seemed like there was always at least one duke or noble turning a scrutinizing eye on him. He didn't blame them for the most part, it was only natural that one take a personal interest in a battle spanning mutliple worlds and the man who was so largely responsible for leading it - especially when that battle was being fought on your own homefrtont. Oh but gods, how straining it was! It seemed like they always made him take the hardest route to obtain their continued support. Save of course for the more militant families that is. For the most part however, those same famlies had already cast their lot to aid the Order of Heroes long before Kiran had gotten involved. Ah, and of course there were the political implications of summoning a kingdom's leader, such as a member of royalty for example. Honestly, it was quite draining for him. I mean, before he'd come to Zenith he'd been a retail worker for heaven's sake! It was something of a miracle he could perform half these duties at all. Kiran sits in silence for a while, stewing in his own miscontent and running his fingers through his hair. He'd begun to contemplate how he might begin to unwind when he hears a knock at his door. He barely suppresses yet another groan in the face of more prospective paperwork, but just barely manages it. Leaning forward onto his desk and folding is hands, Kiran fixes his face into one much less dreadful before speaking up.

"Yes? Come in."