#reisyn

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@intrinsicmirage

The Essence looked at the green-haired woman before her, gazing at her with confusion, as if she didn’t know who this woman was, didn’t recognize her. Brow furrowing slightly as she tilted her head to the side, lips parting to speak, but as they did, her expressed shifted into a bewitching smile.

“If I can’t forget the worst things that have happened to me, then I definitely won’t forget the best.”

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Native Tongues

@minglingdesires liked for a Reiko starter. Chosen Verse: Past!Syn

“So Syn, while I’ve never paid it much mind, I am admittedly curious as to the reason why.” She said after swallowing that last bite of the meal she had been eating.

“That quirky little speech impediment of yours. What’s the deal?” She asked, peering at the other woman inquisitively.

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Send me a ؟ for a random thought my muse has about yours. [Reiko for any version of Syn/Mala she knows]

Chosen Verse: Syn [Route 2]

This is supposed to be Syn...? The hell happened to her? She looks almost nothing like she did, almost like a corpse—as if something tied her lifeforce to her body after it died. Her complexion, the hair, those eyes... A twitch upon her features would shift her frown to a grimace briefly before settling upon a scowl. Those aren’t Syn’s eyes...not the eyes I’ve grown accustom to—not the irises that I’ve come to appreciate. The way she looks at me, the familiarity is there, that this woman knows me intimately, but...when I look at those eyes...I don’t see her—I don’t see the Syn I know.

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¥ [Malam for Reiko~]

For Malam’schir (Final Descent)

Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Would they date them: yes | no Favorite thing about them: 

“...That despite everything, she’s still here. That she hasn’t gotten tired of me, or dissatisfied with me, that despite all my flaws she lo—” She comes to an abrupt halt as the word almost slips out of her mouth. Face twisting into a pained grimace, a hand raises to clutch at her chest.

“That she...cares about me enough to put up with all the awful shit that comes with being who and what I am. That she’ll do whatever it takes to help me, to pull me out of the pit of despair I so often throw myself into.”

“...That she’d give the world for me and then some...How can I be worth all that?”

Least favorite thing about them:

“She’s been...lacking, ever since she got back. I hate seeing her like this, so drained. I’ve seen a lot over the years—over the centuries spent with her...From her struggles through the coils, confronting her own demons, the assimilation of thousands of souls into her own life force, the PTSD, the dissociation, the depression...”

“Don’t get me wrong, I’m not going to give up on her. That’s something I’ll never do. Not after all we’ve been through...” She’s silent for a moment as her gaze falls to the floor.

“It just hurts seeing her like this, so devoid of life. Like she’s empty, hollowed out.” At the mention, her eyes sharpen considerably as her somber gaze turns into a full blown glare.

“If I find the one responsible for this, be they a person, object, thing...a spirit, demon, or god...even if it was the will of the universe itself that made this happen, that took away her fire...that desecrated what’s mine.” Her voice is a low growl as she speaks, the energy around her reflecting the rage within—a bloodlust that could hardly be contained, spilling forth into the surrounding air as dichromatic fire.

“I will tear its very existence free from reality itself. Time, space, history, nothing will stop me from annihilating the very concept of its existence from this world. That, I promise you.”

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The teal-haired alien slides her arms around Reiko from behind, her lips gently ghosting up and down her neck afterwards. It's a slight change from the norm, followed by another: shifting to Reiko's side, she slides one arm down and under her legs while keeping the other around her back, and hoists her up bridal-style. "Hey, you," Malam'schir utters softly, her next kiss landing square on her lips.

The field around the Essence alerted her to the other’s approach long before she was in arms reach of the woman, a smile sliding onto her face as she recognized Malam’schir’s shape. She did nothing to resist the arms that slid around her—in fact she moved her own out of the way to let the alien embrace her as her lips danced along her neck.

“My~ What have I done to deserve this~?“ She said with a sultry chuckle as her body moved in tune with the mercenary’s intents, leaning her head to the side and shifting her shoulder down to expose her neck to the other. Fingers would run along the woman’s arms briefly, pausing when the woman slid her hand down and under her legs. Following the alien’s lead, the Essence’s own arm rose to wrap itself around the woman’s neck as she leaned in to place a lingering kiss of her own on Malam’schir’s neck.

“Hello to you too~” She said as she pulled her lips away from the other’s neck to stare her in the eye before Malam’schir leaned in to place her next kiss upon Reiko’s lips—a gesture that was reciprocated by the raven haired woman as she, too, leaned forward to lessen the distance between them.

Lips locking in a passionate embrace, the pleasure felt, radiated through flesh and feeling. Even without the Coils it was clear she enjoyed this. There was never a time she didn’t enjoy the other’s affections. They were always welcomed, appreciated, and reciprocated. Pure, unrestrained feelings, ones that couldn’t be called into question with the powers possessed by the other. Everything was clear to her, without a shadow of a doubt, Reiko’s feelings were true. Not that facade of cheerfulness she wore to hide all the anger and despair away from sympathetic eyes, but genuine happiness. A sense of ease, a calm felt in the soul. A peace so rare and foreign for her. One she desperately needed, even though she’d never admit it. A feeling she only seemed to feel in the alien’s presence, when close to her, by her side, and in her arms. As if with her there, the thousands of years of suffering she endured was easier to bear, the pain less prominent. With her, the past didn’t matter. All that mattered was the here and now, what was happening in this very moment, the feelings she felt for the other, and that hopefully, the other felt for her.

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“No matter how battered and bruised you get, you’ll always be attractive in my eyes.”

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🍫 Though sweets and her don't agree, she'll still offer a box of the wafery delights to Reiko. [Malam'schir]

“Thank you Mala. I’ll make sure to savor it.” She says softly as she takes the box from the alien.

“It’s a shame we can’t share them. It just doesn’t feel right, y’know?” Opening the packaging, she’d insert a stick into her mouth. “Treats like these are best shared with others, especially when they’ve been gifted to you by someone special.” The warmth emanating from the woman rang clear her feelings for the other. How much she treasured and valued her, how her presence would bring the Essence a sense of calm amidst the maelstrom of chaos that was her very being. How the sound of her voice lifted her spirits, how the sight of her smile would cause her energies to fluctuate. How each moment she spent with her eased the pain of her eternal existence and soothed the torrent of hatred that threatened to spill forth at any moment, should the wrong word be uttered in her presence.

“Perhaps we should find a substitute? Something that we can both enjoy on occasions such as this. That way you don’t have to be left out.”

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"Huh, Reiko-- s'that you? Glad to see you're still in--" Scarlet eyes lower as the phrase comes to her. One piece? Well, it's not like Reiko's vessel has become a shishkabob, so it should work, but- "--him. It's been a long couple of months; we got some catching up to do." [route 2 Syn]

The Essence turned to meet the one who’d called out her name, only to be greeted by a figure she didn’t recognize. Brow furrowing slightly, she’d take in the other’s visage. Pale blue hair, red irises, and a pallid complexion. Their appearance was completely foreign to the Essence, unrecognized due to the drastic changes the other had gone through since they last met. Listening to the supposed stranger speak further, she’d catch hints of a familiar sounding voice, even though it’s texture had also changed, she knew she’d heard that voice before. Squinting slightly, she’d give the woman another once over, taking in her figure in more detail. It was then that she noticed a rather unique biology, one that she had only come across once in her lengthy existence.

“…Syn?” She’d look the alien over once more, her magic field also moving in, feeling around her form, ensuring it was a match to the woman she knew. “…What happened to you?” She asked, her confusion visible in her face as she continued to look the other over in disbelief.