#redmoonslice

[intiqaam]

@redmoonslice​ continued from x

" guess we both learned that lesson early on. “

if her childhood had taught her anything it was that to get her hopes up was to just be begging for a harsh slap from reality sooner rather than later. and that lesson repeated itself over and over as the years went by to the point where she wasn’t even sure she had it in her to expect much from anything anymore. it was better to keep her expectations as low as possible- made the sting more bearable when everything came crashing down around her.

” you’re not the only monster in the room, y’know. not my place to judge about that kind of thing. not the beast part either ; hell, to most humans that’s all we are regardless of what we do, good or bad. “

cigarette pack was produced from the pocket of her red jacket along with a lighter, pack being hit against the palm of her hand until one rose just enough for her to grab carefully between her teeth, ligher flicked open with the sound of a metallic “ clink “ that she’d always found to be satisfying. flame held to the end of her cigarette until it began to burn she took a deep breath in of the toxic substance, stream of smoke soon pouring out through pursed lips into the air above. looking to the bull the pack was then offered with a raised eyebrow- she didn’t know if he smoked or not but it seemed only polite to offer, especially considering he was technically her superior.

[eternalidealist]

@redmoonslice

Continued from X

"...Umm...have I done something to offend you? You look normal albeit injured to me. I just ended up in a world not my own and the first person I see is in dire need of a healer." It was very clear that the brunette was confused.

[dustxfields]

     @redmoonslice​  //  continued  from  here.

     she  always  tried  to  stay  true  to  the  virtues  of  her  people,  the  ones  that  her  mentor  always  drilled  into  her,  day  in  &&  day  out ... though  she  was  still  only  a  person ... no  matter  how  hard  she  tried  to  seal  certain  impulses  away,  they  would  always  seem  to  creep  their  way  out  under  different  circumstances.      this  was  no  different,  she  had  no  idea  what  came  over  her,  she  just  told  him  to  close  his  eyes.  a  tint  of  pink  staining  her  features,  she  inched  ever  closer  before  pressing  lips  slowly  against  his  own ... remaining  there  for  but  a  fair  few  seconds  before  bringing  herself  back.

          “ apologies,  i  don’t  know  what  came  over  me. ”

[solar-pxwered]

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Sucking in a breath when hearing this when the other seen a faint smile show on his face and cursing inwardly of showing emotion like that, making that grumpy noise before giving the other a hit on the arm before turning away with another grumpy noise while attempting to cover things with a frown.

Wondering as to why this oddball bothered to hang around him and confused of this with a sideways glance while a bit flustered from what could be seen, "No I didn't... you must be seeing things, hrm..." trying to deny that he even smiled though it be true for some reason considering he rarely smiled much unless one counted the ones when he have when doing something bad that is.

          Sun chuckled at the redhead’s obvious discomfort, rubbing at the spot where the fist had connected with his upper arm. He had most certainly not imagined the smile though and he knew that for a fact, and like hell if he was going to let it go that easily; no, that was most certainly not his way!

          “No, I don’t think so,” he replied easily, moving around in front of the Bull Faunus to keep him from walking away so easily, his tail flicked rapidly to match the internal sense of mischief. “Pretty sure it was a smile, Mr. Serious.”

          He might be, literally and figuratively, prodding the bull, but he couldn’t help himself. It was too rare of an occasion to pass up!

[dustxfields]

     @redmoonslice​  continued  from  here.

     the  more  she  listened  to  his  words,  the  constant  transition  in  tone  to  make  a  multitude  of  emotions  apparent  in  the  memories  that  sound  as  if  they  wanted  to  be  released  all  the  while  wanting  to  keep  them  buried  down.      but  what  was  a  person  without  mistakes  under  their  belt ??  abigale  simply  leans  against  a  tree,  arms  crossed  over  her  chest  with  lids  shut  gently  over  ocean  eyes,  listening  intently  towards  the  stories  that  he  reluctantly  informs  her  of ...      then  one  lid  flutters  open,  gaze  quickening  a  lock  upon  the  other  towards  one  particular  set  of  words.  what’s  a  stranger  to  know  of  his  pain ... well ...

          “ more  than  you  realise. ”

     abigale  returns  to  her  relaxed  state,  that  eye  once  again  allowing  a  lid  to  flutter  shut  over  it  while  she  leans  against  the  wooden  surface.  not  quite  the  same  circumstances  that  he  has  suffered,  but  mistakes  under  her  name  have  forced  her  to  be  where  she  is  now ... nothing  more  than  a  mere  fugitive  with  nowhere  to  call  home.      she  offers  a  sigh  once  the  other  was  finished  with  his  story,  though  she  never  moves,  her  tone  almost  unwavering  along  with  the  atmosphere  that  she  seemed  to  hold  around  her ??      there  was  valuable  lesson  from  this,  perhaps  she  could  convey  that  towards  this  man ... perhaps  in  some  way  he  could  learn  &&  evolve  with  it ??  there  was  only  but  one  way  to  find  out.

          “ yes.  you’ve  been  hurt.  you’ve  suffered.  but  do  you  not  think  it’s  about  time  to  stop  allowing  these  events  to  define  you ... and  maybe  find  a  path  where  you  could  do  so  yourself ?? ”

[loreseeks]

@redmoonslice​ continued from here

so it wasn't his first time in mistral, just a long time since he'd been there. it made sense then that he would seem a bit.. lost, she supposed was a good term. however long it might’ve been the kingdom constantly seemed to be undergoing some sort of work, new buildings being made and districts being re-formatted. it’d taken her what seemed like a lifetime to begin to know what streets led where, even with her impeccable memory. then again most of the time she was either lost in her own thoughts or had her head buried in a book so she supposed those sorts of things didn’t really help in learning a city’s layout. now though she was more confident in her sense of direction... most of the time.

” oh, no it doesn’t bother me ! i didn’t mean any offense by that, but that- well it’s unique so it’d make you stand out and all and i don’t know if that’s the sort of thing you’d want. b-but there’s no need to take it off if you’re uncomfortable without it ! “

she was one who did her best to remain as unassuming as possible, the mere thought of being stared at and judged by strangers on the street a constant source of anxiety for her ( well one of them at least ). part of her envied those that were able to ignore those sorts of things in favor of what they liked, uncaring of what people thought. it was a confidence she doubted she’d ever be able to have.

” n-no, i’m not intimidated by you personally. i’m just.... i’m not very good with people or social interaction in general. most of the time i just end up being a nuisance to those around me so i... mostly keep to myself. “

eyes remained fixed upon the ground, hands worrying at the hem of her shirt before eyes closed and she took in a deep breath and slowly released it, steadying her nerves and forcing her hands to release the fabric they’d left wrinkled.

” but i also don’t want to just leave someone to wander on their own and end up getting lost. so if there’s anywhere you wanna go or a place you need to be, you just say it and i’ll lead you straight there ! “

violet hues lifted from the ground for the first time since her encounter with the masked man, offering a small smile as her hands clasped in front of her.

” my name is ksenija by the way- it’s very nice to meet you. “

[tricoloredillusion]

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As much as she agreed to follow Roman when Cinder first ‘hired’ him, Neo had to admit that she was here simply for the fun- for the rush. For the chance of being part of the chaos and the mayhem.

She didn’t know much of the people that surrounded her -aside of knowing Roman personally- and others hardly caught her attention.

‘Boooooooring...if we don’t something soon, I think I will die here.’

For the mute, Adam was ‘that guy’ for her. She didn’t care if he was part of the White Fang or what his ambitions were, but because Roman got involved with them in the first place, it was inevitable she also got around its people, eventually.

Yet, she never approached first. The short woman was simply sitting on one of the many crates that were lying around, waiting for Roman to arrive, and eyeing the Faunus that went around from time to time.

[remnanthideout]

@redmoonslice​ from HERE

Turning his head when catching that faint scent of a human though that odd scent of feathers was mingled in with the human scent, giving that quiet snort when looking at the other while seeing the resemblance of someone he hurt and slowly tilting his head at those words. Bristled up out of his usual instinct whenever any humans or others he didn't know would come near him, "It’s not everyday that one approaches a beast and monster... it either be foolish or whatever, hnn... even if you do remind me of someone..." baring his teeth much like a beast when wary on watching this person with the odd scent about them.

Oh Raven knew perfectly well who this... monster... was. She knew just as well what he had done to Yang but she didn’t hold that against him. He was the stronger one, the one more suited to survive in that instance. Yang should have known better than to go against him, plain and simple. She was stupid and she paid the price for that stupidity.

Adjusting her helmet, her mask, she stepped around him, assessing him one leader to another. “Well you’re assuming you’re not dealing with a beast and a monster in her own right,” she challenged. “I know you’re not ignorant Adam Taurus, but I wanted the chance to size you up myself, see if the... stories... held any weight or if they were just that, stories.”

Stopping once she was back before him, the eyes behind the Grimm helmet could be seen, the fierce red that had been inherited by her daughter when her semblance kicked in. “And I’m sure I’m familiar to you. I AM the leader of the most dangerous bandit tribe in Anima after all...” Raven only laughed. She wasn’t about to give up her relation to Yang after all. She had to admit, she was a bit curious if Adam was crafty enough to figure that out for himself.