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Ashley Graham, Ada Wong, Rebecca Chambers, Rebecca Dunn, Rosella Vitalis, Sugawara Akihiko
@mettledivory ○ 𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕞 ○
⤷ 『 "Debates are stupid because why would I want to sit down and argue with someone blatantly dumber than me." 』
He'd been regaling her with the annoyances of academic life at Red Fountain for a little while already, Bloom's hands kept busy with her smoothie and playing with the straw as she listened to him. It was pretty amusing to see that while he clearly knew what he was talking about in regards to the more bookish classes, his strong suit was still in physical combat.
That said, apparently there had been a debate in class and a chuckle escapes her before she manages to reign in the reaction at his comment. She really shouldn't be laughing, but it is actually quite funny, not to mention rather accurate. It's so very much like him as well, and she finds herself feeling a little fond despite herself.
"Is that something you should be saying about your classmates~?"
@mettledivory liked for a starter.
whether the occasion is celebration or mourning, leon wants in on the action. "i'll have what she's having." a note of amusement in his voice, a ghost of a smile over his features.
@mettledivory ○ 𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕒 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕟 ○
⤷ 『 "Riven!" Iridescent wings fluttered anxiously, Stella lowering herself to the ground before dropping to her knees by the Specialist's side. It had all happened so fast. One moment Darkar had aimed his palm her way to blast her with his dark powers, the next Riven had jumped in front of her to protect her.
Concern laced her features as she placed an arm beside him, balancing herself over him to then snake her other limb behind his head and gingerly lifting it up. Svelte digits dug into his rose frosted strands, guilt rooting itself in the pit of her stomach that he had gotten hurt in her place. She was a fairy, she could've taken the hit. It would've stung but her magic would've mitigated the pain to a degree she could handle. He didn't have to risk himself. Shouldn't have. Please be okay. You have to be. Please.
The seconds that ticked along felt akin to an eternity until he finally peered those beautiful amethyst eyes she had grown so fond of back open, and she heaved a sigh of relief. T'was in that moment that it clicked for her-- the feelings that had been steadily brewing over the last few months, how attached she had gotten to him. By the stars, she really had to fall for the man that seemed to delight in getting under her skin { as if she didn't counter his snarky remarks with equal sass }. But he was more than just the hotheaded, sarcastic, loner wolf persona he projected to the world, wasn't he? So much more.
"I don't recall giving you the right to scare me like that," she chided and huffed in faux annoyance, her voice ever so shaky. 'What were you thinking?' went unsaid as she brought him in for a hug, the blonde needing to feel him against her. His warm, breathing body. He was okay. Pulling back after a beat, her hazel hues locked with his and she moved her other hand to his cheek, tenderly cradling it. Her gaze searched his for approval, that he didn't mind her going further, and she smiled once it was granted. Leaning forward, she pressed her lips to his. 』
Generally speaking he knew better than to jump in front of a magic blast to protect someone who could handle it, and Stella is by no means weak, but her back had been turned and by the time he'd managed to shout to catch her attention she likely wouldn't have managed to pull up a shield. It had been instinct more than active thought which propelled him forward to catch the brunt of the blast. He'd held his sword in a defensive position, but magic being magic still got through for the most part, knocking him back.
He'd blacked out for a second, the hit heavier than he'd expected and the rocks not exactly gentle when he'd just been slammed back and into the ground. It jarred him and it hurt, but he'd be fine in a moment. Taking a second to catch his breath and calm the throbbing of his head, he finds himself lifted by someone, and blinks his eyes open to find his starshine fluttering anxiously over him. Shit, he hadn't meant to worry her like that…
Her words actually surprise a small chuckle out of him, making him smirk despite the situation. "Sorry princess, I'll ask for permission next time~" The words slipping out in teasing without really considering the implication that he would be taking hits for her in the future, it wasn't something he'd actively thought about and considered after all; but she was worth protecting.
She pulls him close and he shifts a little so he can wrap an arm around her in turn, basking in the gentle warmth of her natural radiance. She was always comfortable to hold, but it was different when she transformed, as though the rays of light from her powers sank into him, warming him from the inside.
Leaning his cheek into her palm, it takes him but a moment to realise what she's about to do, and the moment she sees acceptance in his expression, their lips meet. He can all but taste her worry for him and it invigorates him to reassure her with returned passion, holding her more tightly.
It's a pity they have to part shortly after, the battle far from done yet.
what was i supposed to do , let you die ?//from nyx!
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"No, of course not - I just want you to be careful, Nyx!! You know that you're not used to fighting against Wizeman like I am."
@mettledivory said: "How's your head?"// ashley or ada for leon?
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. He sighed out in lieu of answer, hands covering his eyes.
. "Like someone was trying to chisel into my skull and suck my brain out," he said, trying to keep the grumble out of his voice. There was a part of him thankful for Ada's concern. She didn't have to check in after the fight was done, but she was here, and he appreciated it. "Fortunately, it's still in my skull for now." He looked up at her, pupils readjusting to the thankfully dim lighting.
. "You okay? Saw it take a whack at you before my head got all... 'almost-caved-in'"
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The skies grew humid with every passing minute ; the cold rainfall mingled with the heat of fires that spread apart across the wet roads of Raccoon City. Within the clouds of smoke that rolled upwards into the night lay the smell of burning and charred corpses mixed with the gasoline-ridden air ; a smell most pungent and uncanny that even the dark haired woman - having come from a place that smelled of waste - found the scent most uncanny and even nauseating. Wahida had followed Claire in her search for Chris, when a worrisome call was made to the young woman. Something terrible had transpired within the town, and Claire was but worried for her elder kin. Her friend could not merely watch her leave alone, and thus offered to follow her. The two girls had drove on their bikes in the middle of the night at speeds that brought an adrenaline rush.
That was but however moments ago in which the girls arrived upon the city. Wahida had found herself separated from the red-clad woman, and immediately a feeling of dread consumed her soul. The mindless, walking necrotic being had been but a fictional thrill until now, and she was not prepared in the least. Nay, she merely had but a pistol upon her and a tactical knife ; her training was but recent in the arts of self defense, but she implored upon how handy it would come. She would not allow herself idle to find out that answer. Dashing through the police station, she remained wary of her surroundings. Claire said she would be here, and yet there had not been a sign of her presence. Wahida walked swiftly, her boots dipping upon the puddles of water and blood with a soft splash. In a hushed voice, she called out repeatedly.
❝ Claire? Claire? Dammit. Where the fuck are you? ❞
❛ i'm only doing this because you asked me to. ❜//bakugo to dawn? 👀
A MEME FROM A WHILE AGO I'M TOO LAZY TO FIND - @mettledivory
THERE MIGHT HAVE BEEN feelings of the apologetic nature... if what she had convinced him to do wasn't just... have lunch with her. of all the DASTARDLY, horrible things dawn could have requested of him... feeding him seemed far from the worst. though the brunette supposed for anyone more inclined to an introverted nature... it was still a struggle. her teeth b i t into her bottom lip to keep from being critical about it all, instead giving a beaming grin in initial response. fingers twisted around each other, then released to find his own. "i know this really delicious italian place nearby. you're going to looooove it!" perhaps there should have been concern with grabbing his hand, perhaps he would even recoil. dawn wouldn't chase him, wouldn't push it further, but there was some inner hope that maybe her energy could spill into him through touch... a soft touch, barely clinging to him in case he opted to pull away. he had s a v e d her... she only want to repay him for it. and being a hero had to be tiring... a good meal was one of the best ways to ease such struggles. thought did flicker into her head like a suddenly lit candle against the pressing shadows draping the room. "...unless you don't like italian. but... they have plenty of options, so i feel like it's safe in case there's something on your mind or that you don't really want at all."