#quicksclver

[sleepinginsomnian]

@quicksclver Cont’d from BEEP [ TEXT ] : Where are you? [ TEXT ] : Don’t move. Stay hidden. [ TEXT ] : Be right there. 

[visuacri-blog]

                      “ dammit !! “ 

                             one misstep and he’s falling to one                              knee. as he curses, he pulls himself                               up, dusting his clothes, and continuing                              onward, slightly embarrassed by his own                              inability keep up. 

x. quicksclver

[gloriamaleficus-a]

@quicksclver liked your STARTER CALL.

          [╰☆╮]         With new places, came new faces and the very presence of so many new folk should have posed itself as ample opportunity to blend in and accommodate himself among the small society. To hide in plain sight, to become one with the smudge, so to speak. It was, of course, far more difficult when one wore only the most vibrant of jackets slew over shoulders and precious gemstones hanging from ears to catch and refract sunlight as he moved. A man of elegance, a man of beauty - or so he would like to think. Blonde locks tousled lightly in wake of a short breeze, heeled shoes delicate in steps at he wondered, observed, took in the atmosphere of a marketplace; it reminded him rather intensely of Porthaven and thus with it came a wave of homesickness. Ah - he could never return; not after his unlawful fleeing, fueled by only the strongest of cowardice.  Desertion. They would charge him with desertion if ever he was captured. A terrible thought- Taking swift and quiet refuge against a nearby wall, the male leaned and flashed smiles to those that wandered past, his glassy blue eyes not once pausing in their observations - he’d do well to ask for aid - a name for the place he found himself in, directions toward a place he would be able to stay; it would most certainly be a start. “Good morning-” Another smile, softened, followed by the blinking of long lashes over sky-blue eyes. He’d settled his attention on a young fellow nearby of whom appeared comfortable upon those streets; perhaps he could be of some aid? “...you would not be able to aid me, would you? You see- I am  t e r r i b l y  lost-” Ever was he the damsel in distress.     

[dialae-m-blog]

✧✦ @quicksclver / starter 

Really, Noctis should have asked first. But, he had been spoilt, used to getting what he wanted, and used to simply enjoying what he got. And now was no exception as he tugged on the back of Prompto’s jacket with a whine. How dare Prompto refuse him! It was hell.

“ C’mon- just one itty-bitty piggyback? Jus’ to camp. Promptoooooo please~? “

[xdontxcomexclosex]

@quicksclver

What was this ASTONISHING device the boy was using? Still new to HUMANITY, the tall lanky God approached the blonde without a second thought about social-protocol. The stranger had been holding the machine in his hands, pressing buttons and sending LIGHT shooting out of it. Was it some sort of weapon? “What is this strange contraption?” Normally he would not have CHANCED getting physically close to another -- out of fear that his CURSE would harm them, but in this case curiosity won. Reaching out, he grabbed a hold of the gadget, not bothering to take it from the boy’s hands. Merely lifting them up and looking it over. “Most peculiar. What is it’s purpose?” 

[championiisms]

@quicksclver​ hit the  ❤️    for a short starter:

Lightning gently nudged the blond teen with her elbow and pointed at a can a good bit away.

❛ ❛ Think you can hit it?❜ ❜ They needed a distraction so she could sneak past the guards.           ❛ ❛They aren’t going to move for a while.❜ ❜