#sacredtempest

[fatebreaking-a]

@sacredtempest // cont from dancing

She simply pulls the other in, singing to herself. “The only heaven I’ll be sent to is when I’m alone with you,” she hums under her breath, spinning her dance partner slowly and guiding her without really thinking about it overmuch.

[ashored]

     ○・ﾟ starter for @sacredtempest

The waters here were... foul. The marai had attempted to swim with her head above water, but soon even the reek in the air became too much for her to bare. Nami could see the shore from here now at least, and that seemed like an enourmous mountain of some kind, where the ocean seemed to get even worse, if it were possible. Coming across rocks that both currents of air and sea crashed against - leaving behind things that were far from natural - Nami sits herself atop one to perch, and pick the worst of the offending muck from her person.

She had many questions forming, although she was unsure if she truly wanted the truth.

[moonaspect-a]

"I was told by someone very knowledgeable that you required a kiss today." She proceeds to lay a gentle kiss upon Diana's forehead, affectionate but not so forward as to be placed upon the lips.

Unprompted asks | (always accepting.) 

“You really don’t have t-...”

The Lunari began, head tilting back as the other approached, but as soon as her lips were pressed against her forehead she stood stunned for a moment. While she did not enjoy lies being spread about her person, or invasion of her comfort zone, the woman would begrudgingly let the other do her ‘good deed’.

[thcvillain]

A ‘Sacred Tempest?’ More like ‘Aggressive Seagull’

     The feeling of actually having to work for something wasn’t exactly a foreign feeling to Alistair, but physical labor? That was different. Being trapped in another world where magic is real and the societies are a mash up between medieval fantasy and steampunk was one thing, but being unable to access his funds while he was here? Awful, horrible, terrible, wouldn’t recommend.

     Still, he had to eat (as spaced out as his meals were), and working the docks of Piltover got him into quite the appetite. And having just gotten his pay for the week, Alistair decided that today was a day he should treat himself.

     So, here he sat, in the outside area of a restaurant establishment, with a lovely slice of cake on the table in front of him.

     Oh, he was going to enjoy this...

@sacredtempest

[mercless]

"Hello. How can I assist?" Softly glowing blue eyes scanned the subject in front of them, searching for injuries while her systems pumped healing nanobots into the surrounding air.

The Project’s face snaps up to the approaching android, visibly relaxing at her sight. Mangled, sparking machinery scraped the cement as they tried to fix their positioning among the scrap and garbage that had worked as their makeshift landing pad. Whatever was once their lower legs and feet were damaged beyond recognition.“My shock absorbers are ruptured and lower limbs disassembled.” Talon falls silent before a jagged exhale escapes them, distorted by their electronic filter.

“It... hurts.”

[the-littlest-wanderer-a]

@sacredtempest {x}

They let out a soft, happy gasp. “What kinda guardian?” They asked, blue eyes--weren’t they green just a moment ago?--Wide in excitement, they bouncing where they stood. “What do you protect? I hear ‘n Ionia there’s people called ‘Kinkou’. They protect the, uhm... Balance! Yeah, Balance. Are you a Kinkou?” They asked, tilting their head to the side..

Then they realized they had gotten her name--and asked for theirs in turn. “Oh! Miss Janna? That’s a nice name! My name’s Vael!” They chirped. “Janna’s a real nice name. Real pretty... Are you from Zaun? It sounds like a Zaun name.” 

[accursedsword]

                                                  @sacredtempest

“Spirit of Wind. You carry a powerful blade, yet you do not wield it. For what reason is that? It would be more than a worthy weapon to cut weaklings down with. Tell me, does it call for a higher purpose? One not fixed on destruction, but a foolish cause of salvation?” His tone was not one of anguish or malice, but curiosity. Even so, his gaze burned with an eternal anger, even as he made no advancements towards the other.

[voidbornriven]

"Y'know, it's been an awful long time since you've visited. Any particular reason?" Janna asked, a slight pout in her voice.

Riven let out a loud trill as she pulled the wind maiden into her arms. “Janna! It really has been too long.” Nuzzling her cheek against the taller woman’s own Riven glanced up at her happily, her eyes glowing a bright lavender as her excitement became more and more evident. 

“How have you been?”