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“You...”

Something about the man set Cyrus on edge. He was aware of who that face belonged to; events were easily viewable from certain puddles in that world, and far be it from Cyrus to not take advantage of that. Still...the vibes he got from the stranger didn’t quite match what he imagined. It seemed...almost inhuman.

“What are you?”

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He’d expected to feel something. Heartache, apprehension, that unnamed sensation similar to getting a sharp kick to the stomach - instead all he’d felt was a great deal of nothing, his mind as clear as it had ever been apart from a faint peppering of confusion. He only moved mechanically, his footfalls a metre or two back from Ghe-

From Perses’. Ghetsis was gone. His stomach felt heavy - odd, considering he’d had yet to eat anything that day and he’d never been particularly overjoyed under him. The scent of pine and evergreen filled his lungs, and he took in deep breaths as though he were a poor man given a hearty helping of soup for supper. Somewhere in the distance a Tranquill called into the air for another member of its flock; somewhere further still he could hear a small group of Patrat scrambling through the underbrush. His eyes were too poor to reliably let him see much of anything, but from what he could hear and smell of it the mid-autumnal woodlands were almost unsettlingly tranquil. He lifted his head, eyes narrowing in a squint while he tried to better his vision. He could’ve just been kept in his ball. Why leave him out to walk around behind him? Were they going someplace where he’d specifically have to fight? Either way he wasn’t about to question it; if nothing else, Hydreigon was loyal.

Even to strangers wearing the skins of old masters.

"... Where are we going?”

#numquamscires #(( Hello hello! Please tell me if I messed anything up or if you'd rather I change anything ;; c ;; / ))#(( or if you'd like an entirely different starter that works too smh ))

Lashes fluttered as eyes the colour of summer skies opened up to the world again. The area was dark, but warm -- perhaps a bit moreso than was normal for the young woman. Rosa was wrapped up, snug and cozy, though with what she couldn’t quite tell until she actively looked. Arms, strong and solid, snaked around her waist, holding her fast as if she might disappear with the morning rays if they let go. Attempting to move, Rosa flinched a bit; she was...sore. Very sore.

Sucking in a breath, the scion let herself lay back down to rest, contemplating over what had happened and eventually coming to the rather vivid memory aptly called ‘last night’. As one would expect, her face went entirely red, not sure how she had managed to do all of ‘that’ with...

“Perses...?” she whispered. Was he sleeping still? Rosa wanted to turn and see his face, but the way he held her kept her from doing so. She was all excited and scared and happy at the same time -- was this a normal feeling? Was her heart supposed to beat so fast? “Perses...am I dreaming? Are you here...with me still?”

#numquamscires #they finally did the do #ahahahaha #and rosa i think must have passed out after like #sensory overload #and is just waking up after going at it like bunnies with perses

obviously drops his name here for the heart thing~

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS:💗💗💗💗💗(purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)

FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗(how close a friend they consider them)

SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗(wanting to have sex with them)

ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗💗💗💗(hoping for a romantic relationship)

💔 Non-existent💗 Very low💗💗 A little💗💗💗 Hopeful💗💗💗💗 High💗💗💗💗💗 Maximum

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“What used to be Zekrom’s Herald, now Chaos’ Scion of Wrath...an almost fitting transition. You know, it is rare that someone can get Lucas as riled up as you did during that one game.”

#numquamscires #((she's talking about the one in which they both made Rosa cry))#((by pretty much fighting over her)#((I couldn't think of much else orz))

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Oh, dear. Well, it was just socks! And t wasn’t as if she were going barefoot, thanks to the dark tights she wore. Still warm and cozy. And safe.

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Imagine though. In either the verse where Rosa is with Lucas or with Perses/Ghetsis and Diazacul just kills them right in front of her. Imagine the shock on her face. Imagine that wide eyed look on her face before she lets out a blood curdling scream. Just imagine Rosa pulling out all the stops in her rage and despair. Imagine her fall from grace when she just wreaks havoc and destruction without prejudice. The sobbing, hopeless mess she is when her comrades have to put her down for the good of the world. Hi, my name is Satan. I'll be here all week.

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