#salvasion

[shadowsfell]

shadowheart / @salvasion says, “i revolt you, don’t i?”

there is something about the question that provokes a profound sadness within crescentia. she turns her head to look at shadowheart, her gaze soft and imploring.

“you?” she reiterates gently, as her owl familiar, gibby, shuffles nearby and stares pointedly at shadowheart. “not in the slightest, shadowheart, i…” crescentia trails off, her brow furrowing. “i haven’t made you feel that way, have i?” the thought doesn’t sit well with her at all. if she has given shadowheart any indication that she disgusts her, then crescentia is to blame—not the other way around.

“i enjoy you quite a lot, actually. i have never met anyone like you,” her expression is warm as she works to shed its prior sadness. “besides, gibby adores you,” she smiles as she indicates her owl, who screeches rather unnervingly ( as barn owls do ). crescentia scratches the space beneath his beak. “i don’t know a better judge of character than him.”

[shemurder-a]

“rage is a promise kept.” from jaheira

PINNED .. an assortment of quotes found on pinterest .

she figured jaheira might know a thing or two about rage. you don't get as old as she is and manage to avoid grief, loss ... anger. hells, this adventure alone could inspire rage, if any of her companions were any consolation. rage is a promise kept. she considers the words in the comfortable silence between the two, the fire crackling behind them. ❛ a promise worth keeping. ❜ she finally states, lifting her gaze. morgana lets the words settle and she quirks a brow. ❛ some would even say a bit of rage, now and again, is healthy. ❜

[forwardmoved]

@salvasion , from makoto : “haru, i would like your input on... something.” a multitude of butterflies break out of the cocoon of the single word. clenching and unclenching fists at her sides, though there is barely any difference. heat rises and spreads across her face. it's stupid, really, to be flustered over this. she's certain her friend wouldn't judge her for asking but perhaps, it's because the priestess's reasoning is far more personal than academic. “i was thinking... of getting a small plant in my room and i'm not sure what would be best fit for a beginner.”

a gentle hum escapes her, eyebrows lifting with an eager, curious expression as she turns her full attention to her friend. makoto appears to be... well, nervous. haru only hopes that whatever it is that makoto asks of her, that she'll be able to respond helpfully-- oh. "oh!" she can't help but smile at the realization that makoto might just be interested in gardening. her expertise, so to speak! there's an excitement that she attempts to keep in check, her hands clasping together. "well, there are plenty fit for a beginner! did you have something particular in mind? a specific type of plant, or a specific size?"

[forwardmoved]

@salvasion , from sae : his brown coat comes into her peripheries when she leaves the last steps of the stairs. gray briefcase by his side while a singular black glove gestures around in the space between him, several young schoolgirls, and some paparazzi cameras. sae huffs, looking at the shepherd and his flock in askance. "akechi, a moment please."

in the midst of his entourage, akechi appears a humble detective. a charming smile on his lips, a clothed hand brushing off compliment after compliment. but of course, fame is fleeting. sae's voice is quick to draw his attention, yet he briefly returns to his entourage. "ah, i'm afraid that duty calls. if you'll excuse me." he dismisses himself with a chuckle and a bow of his head. taking steps towards the prosecutor, his bright smile is replaced with a more polite one. "my apologies... how can i be of assistance?"

[enavant]

❥ @salvasion feat. eve : ❛ see? i’m not just a pretty face. ❜

       LIGHT LAUGH LEAVES THEM, not in mockery but a gentle tone accounting for the thought that anyone might think evelynn simply a pretty face — though it is not far unbelievable for she has seen her own fair share of the same in her direction ( how surprising it would be were it not so present in their shared line of work ).

       ❝ well, you know, i pity anyone who underestimates you. you've an amazingly gorgeous face, yet it would be a shame to think that's all you were. ❞ the woman smiles in eve's direction. ❝ in fact, daily i find myself wanting to know more about you — what you're capable of, what you like to do outside of your work; little things that might unwrap the mystery of you. ❞

[martinlight]