#phantomgreyghost

[deathreversed]

@phantomgreyghost​

It’s the buildings that Nier finds most overwhelming. Towering tall above the ground like fingers of some great beat hidden below, threatening at any moment to clench and squeeze the life out of her. Hands wringing, she keeps her gaze downcast so she isn’t forced to think these grim thoughts. Completely lost in the city, Nier wanders around at random, hoping that the movement of her legs will keep her mind from wandering too much.

But even the thought of her thoughts is enough to induce a light panic in her heart, and so she walks more quickly with each passing moment. The sights and sounds and smells of the city are too much, and her eyes begin to brim with tears until a collision shakes them all lose and causes them to drip down her cheeks.

“O-oh, I’m so sorry...” she mumbles, bowing her head to the person she ran into. She scarcely even looks at them. “I-I wasn’t paying attention, I was just... I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

She turns away to continue her manic wandering through the city, but her feet catch against themselves and send her tumbling to the paved stone below. With her body newly aching from the impact, Nier simply lays there, chest gently heaving. It’s too much to handle, if only the Captain was here, they would know what to do.

[volontedacier]

     // @phantomgreyghost​  |  Starter Call

     How many times will he find himself drawn to the beach of the Golden Ward? No matter how often he tries to ignore this calling, the Count cannot help but be drawn to the coast and marina on this ward. Today he finds himself exploring the marina once again, though it seems that business is rather slow today. Crimson eyes dart around the various boats that have docked... so small. So many of these are purely intended for leisurely sails across the bay... No mighty fishing vessels to head for the grand sea around them, no merchant ships setting out for trade-- these were impossible, given the abnormal nature of this island and how isolated they were. The only fishing allowed is done a safe distance from the shore, as risk free as possible.

     Avenger brings his lit cigarette up to his lips, taking a slow breath of smoke once he reached the end of the pier. So much wasted potential... too many restrictions to find much enjoyment. The Edmond Dantès of the past would have wept over such a waste... and admittedly, even the Count of present cannot help but lament as well. Surely he is not the only one who finds the lack of control over the sea to be bothersome...

[opticallyenhanced]

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“... You again.”

There was a noticable bite of anger hidden beneath those words, Shalem’s rifle slung over his shoulder as he barely turned his attention towards the rude pale-haired woman he had met some time ago.

“I see the city has yet to deal with such a uncouth person such as yourself. But I digress, I’m hardly partial to the kind of oddities that these little... ‘events’ lead towards. So how about we help each other out, yes? At least show me you have some capacity for being more than just social ineptitude.”

Fully facing the woman, Shalem moved his rifle to rest in both of his hands. “You know, I never did get your name. Care to share? Or do I have to pry that from you?”

[sanctummilitis]

Along the shoreline, not a sign of life were there. not even the seagulls did cry; the voice of the ocean alone preventing absolute silence. The boardwalk, stretched proudly above the waves at one time had fallen, riding the surface as little more than boards and splinters, the attractions sunken and lights eternally sleeping. Ordinarily, the quiet of autumn on the seafront was pleasant, but no such sensation could be felt, not with the wasteland endless.

"It appears there are no survivors. If optimistic, we can assume the civilians evacuated, however, I dread to imagine what fate befell them had there been no chance. is there any movement of those creatures? We should keep moving if the coast is clear”.

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[thefinitewitch]

@phantomgreyghost​

“Ah...!! All these plants are a nuisance...!! Don’t they know how to garden!! This is ridiculous!!”

She had fallen flat on her face, tripping over a tree root that had grown out of the ground- quite humiliating. And, she was defenseless. 

“Hmph...! I’m sorry you had to meet up with me at such a--- shameful moment!”

.... She really did look embarrassed, the poor thing.

“I promise, I am capable of being your guide!”

[antiseption]

( ☠ ) Health could be determined in many ways. Physical was the most obvious to keep in mind yes, but diseases could extend beyond that. They could also infect the mind or plague the spirit while being harder to spot and just as deadly. They were something that required their own understanding, something that she is hesitant to do without much to start with. Regardless of that, it didn't delay the nurse from her duties. Church still needed help with a few chores, of which the nurse had no issue helping with. Though, a helper for could be used.

Entering the church with eyes searching, there weren't many available to help other than one woman in particular. Whether she was part of the church or not didn't matter to her, as she approaches the woman and grabs her forearm. "You aren't busy right now yes? I need your help with something." The small blip of words is all she would give, before attempting to pull her away.

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[artiillery-blog]

@phantomgreyghost​  ♡

Just for awhile, he watched the girl with the weird looking hat on his side of the sparse crowd.

[exbourreau]

          ❝ ? It’s strange. Really strange. I’ve never seen anything like it... but I’ve also never been able to see much of the ocean before until now. Is it only here that glows like that beneath the water? ❞

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