#noxtied

[nycfae]

noxtied liked for a lil starter ! ✨

Of all the places to get stuck...all Pixi had wanted to do was get out of the approaching storm, but what she’d failed to consider was that the window she’d flown threw would be closed in order to keep the rain out. Obviously. Now she’s got no means of escape, and there’s nothing else for her to do except wait until someone came back in and opened the window ( even just a little! ), allowing her to make her grand escape. 

Hopefully by that time the storm will have stopped as well, but she really can’t afford to stay here, where humans are definitely about. 

It feels like hours have passed by the time someone enters the room, and the faerie is confident in her hiding spot—though, she’s definitely starting to get antsy, having stayed still for so long. For one shining second, it looks like luck is on her side for once, but to her horror, she can feel pressure start to build in her face. 

“Achoo!”

[gosutm-archived]

WHAT WOULD’VE HAPPEN IF    she stood few feet to left  ...  ?  where could her eyes set if not at that traitorous ikutsuki  ?   how can she turn back the time to prevent her friend’s death  ....  ?   clutching her shoulder tightly as she kept pondering with these unanswered questions, the priestess continues gazing up at the bright sky, swarming with stars, until footsteps trigger her ears. silently humming, she hesitantly looks back to notice a familiar face which causes her smile to soften.   ❛  ken-san  ...  ?   i didn’t expect you to be here.  ❜   albeit smiling, she quickly frowns a bit before removing her fingers from an injured shoulder.    ❛  did you need something from me  ...  ?  i’m sure kirijo-senpai could provide more help than i.   ❜    why would he even speak with a traitor, anyway ...  ?    /   @noxtied

[navicoms]

             WOULD YOU LIKE TO START THIS ENCOUNTER ? _                        [   YES   ]   NO

“   no  offense  ,  but  i  don’t  have  time  for  people  who  don’t  believe  in  aliens .  ”

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[edgyearring]

@noxtied continued from here

“There’s no need to get so technical, it was just a figure of speech.” He sighs, shaking his head. Now wasn’t the time to be explaining that kinda thing. They were really in over their heads right now.

“I guess we oughta keep moving. Standing around won’t get us anywhere… we just have to hope we’ll end up finding the rest of our comrades.” Or find a way back out…

[electricea-a]

Closed starter for @noxtied.

“This is a nice shirt, right here.” He grins, reaching for a nearby navy blue shirt - in the center of the shirt is a mech, straight out from one of his favorite manga series.  This shirt is loud and colorful - everything he loves in his clothes.  But somehow, it doesn’t seem like him.

“Too bad it’s not red though,” He frowns, setting the shirt back onto the shelf.  “I know I definitely look awesome in red,” He joked, turning to face his companion.  “Got any favorite shirt colors, yourself...? Or any colors that just look good on you?”

[queenstead-blog]

@noxtied

    Despite the cold weather, the priestess wouldn’t let it stop her from her studies (nor her planned academic session with Ann). She stuck one hand in her coat pocket and used her free one to wave to her friend. Perhaps her proposal wasn’t the most exciting, but nonetheless, Makoto was keen on the Phantom Thieves keeping up with their schooling.

    “Good afternoon. I’m sorry to make you walk out in the cold like this. I was going to suggest we head to the school library, but..” She placed a hand on her chin as a sign of pondering before letting out a small smile. “What about a cafe? Warm drinks and our books should work.”

[arcanalink-blog]

@noxtied| starter call.

he’d heard the name of the new hero that the summoner had called to askr, yeah, but it didn’t quite feel real until he saw her, leaving the room she’d been given here.

“what the hell are you doing here?” 

it’s not the most eloquent ways of asking that, but if shinjiro had any softer words, then they left him alongside all the air in his lungs. 

minako shouldn’t be here. she didn’t deserve what being here implied. if any of them deserved to live a long, happy life, it was minako. but here she was, in what shinji was pretty sure was some sort of bizarre afterlife, looking not a day older than the day he’d died. how long had it been? was everyone else in s.e.e.s...were they on their way too, so to speak? 

“you-” shinji stopped, walking closer to minako rather than shouting across the hall about her death. “how did you- you were supposed to live. why are you here? what happened?”

[tortcllc]

     “it was real cool of you to offer to help me out with this project, marinette. y’know, usually adrien would come over but he’s got come kind of gig to go to. won’t hold it against him too hard since i’m sure you’re better at this stuff anyways.”

     he nudged her arm slightly, plopping their books down on the library table with a sound that would make their poor librarian cringe but as he settled, nino leaned over and almost instantly got to work setting up his notes.

                                              @noxtied ‘s welcome starter!