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maineflame99
" Oi, watch where you're going, ssu! "
Would you care to rp with me?
Your writing is great & I would've loved to but I don't RP with multi-muse accounts... I'm really sorry ;-;
Heya
Hey!
Well I have a muse that would work perfectly with the 'rebirth' aspect of your blog. Given that she is quite literally the daughter of the "Phoenix" :) So we can start from there?
Interesting, my character Aquila is similar to that concept, in truth she is a mix of bird (phoenix) and human
I’m not sure if I should RP her or I should be a phoenix? Either way it sounds fun^^
Care to rp?
Hmm, I’m curious to see what ideas you have :p
A Comforting Moment
'I need you to go and get the materials necessary for the project... I'll remain here and keep things right.' 'I'll be back within the week. Try not to burn down the city.' 'I'll try my best to resist.'
Those were the last words of the two sisters, before the eldest had departed to find the rare materials necessary to complete their project. She remained behind to adjust any final issues with the blueprints. Any opened defenses, any errors in the layout, anything. If anything happened to the four generators surrounding the city... it would all end in ruin.
Angelus, she had named the operation. The Angel of the Lord. An impenetrable shielding system aided by both sisters' magics in an effort to defend the interior of the city from invasions or attacks from the monstrosities that laid outside.
Days had Cassette locked herself within the confines of the Academy, alone and without distraction. Finally, she had decided to return home. To reward herself some sleep.
But, not once had she thought to see the sight- rather, the condition, that her 'brother-in-law' was in.
"Astrape...?"
Her lips formed. If she had distracted him from an activity, she meant no intrusion to. But through the moonlight that poured in through the windows, she could see the tear stains that ran down the crestfallen face.
"Well, this isn't your usual self. Do you miss my sister that much?"
No, she wasn't always the best at guessing the issues at hand... nor did she ever have quite the heart to comfort people. But for the sake of her sister...
She could try, right?
A Strike of Egos
Cent moved with an easy grace throughout the temple. A surly wind was present as of today, which usually prompted him to stay within the temple. He regarded his own physical features far above that of the tasks at hand. A pretty bird always has to stay pretty to impress the ladies, right? And of course, he was the prettiest above the other Disciples.
Lady Two had sensed something earlier in the bouts of her slowly draining sanity, and forced him out to meet it. Sad to say, his appearance was second to her, no matter what her condition was. Regardless, she was right. There was a presence, now that Cent had neared… a figure ahead of him, dressed in garb that no normal person would.
This was Lady Two’s sacred home. Trespassers should know better than to simply walk up to it. The winds of the desert blew against his side the moment he exited from the doorway of the temple. Gusts pushed that open jacket sideways and blew sand against his open frame.
Footsteps paused about fifteen feet from the mysterious newcomer, hand lifted to the side of his forehead to part bangs and shield blue irises from the dirt. His lips parted to begin his questioning.
“Welcome to the home of my Lady, stranger. You must be lost. Can little ol’ me help you home?”
They then parted into a smirk, expecting a remark from the wanderer.
How did he get past the guards...
"LIBRARIAN" *me and strape* knowing zapper can't read....*cough*haveyouseenherlightning*cough*
Send me “Librarian!” + a number and I’ll grab the closest book, flip to that page number, and make us a starter using a random line of text from said page!
Great Expectations, Charles Dickens
His back was towards her, and he had his arms folded, and was nodding forward, heavy with sleep. I situations like these, there’s really only one thing the blonde can do. And that’s pushing the mage off of his seat and onto the ground, effectively waking him up. She covers her mouth with her hand, effectively stifling her laughter as she gazed upon the disoriented man. Honestly, what else could she have done?