#libroretributionum

[favoritefadedfantasies]

Persephone // Rynn x Ienzo

@libroretributionum continued from here “You may call yourself Persephone, but you are probably just as mortal as the rest of us. Please be careful.”

"I know... but I can only be so careful.” She sighed -- really the redhead wanted a break, so badly. “I was given these gifts, and they’re powerful ones. I can’t squander them by hiding away in my apartment. I’ve tried that already.”

[the-nexus]

@libroretributionum

     Again she dipped the cloth in the water bowl. squeezing it tightly to remove the excess water before dabbing the silveret’s knee. “What happened?” A fair amount of blood colored his pale skin. His cloak was tattered. Had he been in a fight? Taken a tumble? She wished to know how injury came to her brother.

[sarahsunlovexharas]

Magic Lesson

Xharas was getting the hang of her combat abilities with no problem. After a handful of sparring sessions with a few of the members and she was practically a pro at using her whips. However, there was one thing she wasn’t all that great with and that was her magic. She knew she could control Shadows and other lesser Heartless but to perfect that was difficult. 

So she made arrangements to learn more about magic. She was first suggested to talk to Larxene, but that woman terrified her. Her second suggestion was Zexion. To her, that seemed to be the safer of the two. Making her way to the library, Xharas mentally prepared herself to learn more about magic. She knew a little bit about it, considering the fact that her father was an illusionist and taught her how he made his illusions. But beyond that? She didn’t know anything..not the basics or how it can be manipulated for the caster to take advantage of it. 

Upon approaching the library, she opened the double white doors, looking for the Cloaked Schemer. At first glance, she didn’t see him. Tilting her head, Xharas called out to him. “Zexion..?”

@libroretributionum

[afoolelopedindarkness]

“Don’t get up, you’ll make it worse.”

libroretributionum answered: Here

The young man laid back down when Ansem told him not to get up. He had wanted to sit up, but apparently that wasn’t a good idea. “I’ll be fine.”

Ansem shakes his head. “You’ll be fine in time, but I can’t let your injury get worse. He looks concerned and sighs as he works and looks it over.

[iradivinitatis]

@libroretributionum replied to your post: “If you don’t rest, you won’t heal.”...

“And what was it that you told me? If you don’t take care of yourself your work will suffer.”

       {☾} – He had a point. As usually. “.. I will rest later. I am almost done with my work.. It is only a few more simple reports. Then I will get some rest.” 

[thenameiscrow]

“Wait… are you braiding my hair?” -libroretributionum

@libroretributionum

“I’m trying to.”

[afoolelopedindarkness]

"Here's some ice." -libroretributionum

Ansem was crossed legged as he sits on the floor. Taking the ice bag gently, he rests it on the back of his head. “You know, you would think by now I would be more attentive towards my surroundings…”

[favoritefadedfantasies]

❝ alone on a friday night? god, you’re pathetic. ❞ -libroretributionum

{ @libroretributionum }

“Hard to have friends when you’re on the run from the most powerful family in the country.” She shrugged. There were times where her lack of social life got to her, but this wasn’t one of them. “Besides,” a dark smirk, “I have a handsome demon who’s always by my side….” she purred. Rynn knew he would hate it, which is, of course, why she said it.