the dawn / @ringpyre
you run fingers down the side of ignis’ cheek. curled up beside him half asleep already. how lucky you are to be here on this night.
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the dawn / @ringpyre
you run fingers down the side of ignis’ cheek. curled up beside him half asleep already. how lucky you are to be here on this night.
❝ is it illegal to be in a group that is for fun and is like a d&d ( dungeons and dragons ) roleplaying group ? i am from lucis . ❞
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@ringpyre saw an angel fall
Noctis was kicking himself more than usual. He had taken a chance, to love and be loved on a scale no god could understand, and he lost everything. He had no physical form in this world so the woman he had fallen for suggested finding a vessel. But if he took a human’s body as his own there was a chance he would become a demon and even he couldn’t fathom such a thing.
So she left him. Able to see but unable to touch, his would-be lover gave up on him. Now Noctis was stuck with no way back home. Wandering as though a ghost in the streets of men. And his wings slowly rotting in his back, the feathers once vibrant and glossy like obsidian now dull and withered, a testament to what happens when you betray your calling for love.
Most couldn’t see Noctis and those who could ignored him in fear when they saw his wings. But there was one man he noticed who seemed to be watching him as he walked through the crowded street market. Could he really see him? To test the situation the raven-haired fallen approached with wings lifted slightly. They burned with the movement but he had to know.
“What’re you staring at, mortal?” Came the bitter question. Even if he couldn’t hear or see him Noctis was getting frustrated with his situation.
nothing , nothing , can beat beaming down to a planet for the first time and just seeing everything that their eyes can take in . seeing the differences from their own home and all of the other planets they have been on .
❝ iggy ! come look at this plant ! ❞ their tricorder is already out and scanning away at the slightly sparkling flower . with the purple and blue color and the shimmer around it , it reminds them so much of the galaxies they have watched as they passed by with ignis at their side . ❝ the report said that these flowers hold a huge cultural significance to the people here . supposedly , having a bouquet of them at your wedding is supposed to be some kind of good luck charm , a blessing almost , and they have medicinal properties . ❞ eyes are still locked on the beautiful flowers , they ramble on about every fact they know about it , as if ignis didn’t read the same report as them .
@ringpyre !
LOADING SURPRISE STARTER… [ USER:\ @ringpyre ]
❝ Y'know, black clothes paired with the HOT, DESERT SUN don't usually mix well. Ain't that outfit uncomfortable? ❞ She asks, a suspicious gut feeling just insisting her to act on her CURIOSITY.
@ringpyre gets a lost kiddo
Void Gates were particularly temperamental, even before the creators were wiped out. Now the dangers presented are only enhanced by a greed driven faction unaware their own ruin was sitting seconds away. He’d gotten out and to the extraction point just before the collapse ripped apart the Orokin Tower, hands clinging to the innards of the Liset and mind just barely catching his Cehalon’s panic.
It had been the last thing he recalled, and that was hours ago. Despite the protests of his vessel’s voice Paetgeon had departed upon learning they were thrown into uncharted territory, (reminiscent of home but less toxic) and overwhelming curiosity drove motion forward.
Now, he is more than aware that the Irkalla was quite unsettling to people unfamiliar it, but he has also managed to get the point across on more than one occasion that he really isn’t as threatening as appearances told. Which is what he is trying to do, but people keep yelling at him and he really hasn’t had the chance to say anything.
moonlight driven / @ringpyre
❝ hey dad? ❞
oriana knows very well that ignis could probably hear her padding down the hallway, but it doesn’t stop her voice from being unusually soft as if it’ll make her words easier. she’s been avoiding him all day, spent it all of it flitting around hammer head with cindy or in the yard with soma training as if some last minute work outs are going to make a big difference now.
❝ can i talk to you about something? ❞
“ Stars are the symbol of our despair and loss. ”
❝ you miss him, don’t you my dear soul? ❞ the flame that latched itself to ignis all those years ago understands the longing. the crushing thought of being SEPARATE from the one he holds dear. he’s had many lovers in the eons before his life now. he remembers each of them, remembers their short, ephemeral lives with fondness.
so he knows.
he KNOWS the ACHE that comes with longing and separation and all those ugly feelings in between. what he has not told ignis is how much worse it will be to let go. ( o' ignis scientia. old lucian for FIRE. KNOWLEDGE. how very fitting that their souls would entwine themselves. )
that he sees the stars as if they were a scar upon his heart so young despairs the flame. so young, and yet so full of saddness. where he is usually warm, his saddness is like a cold draft in an empty room.
❝ you will learn to love the stars again, dear soul. you are not alone, i will not leave you. he will return, and YOU will not leave HIM again. ❞