#souldevouress

[lightblume]

That must be a pretty nasty wound with how her entire arm is bandaged, but what does Tsuru really know about it other than currently staring intensely without saying a word. "Oh, was just thinking to myself how much that must hurt. Can't imagine how something like that happened in the first place." There is, however, something she can try to do about it at least and she's quick to offer after her initial statement. "I know, why don't I fix that right up for you? Should only take a second if you're willing!"

"There's almost nothing white magic can't fix and I may as well try my hand if it'll help you out somehow!"

-- @souldevouress, what say you?

[seithrveined]

     // @souldevouress  |  The Fantasia War: Finale

     Whenever Ragna had to resort to the Azure Grimoire’s power, there was one sensation that constantly gnawed at the corner of his thoughts, an urge that would never fully go away no matter how satisfied it was... Hunger. Hunger for souls and life energy, anything to keep fueling its own evil power. It was a hindrance that Ragna was never fond of, given how gruesome its desires can be. Back in his world, he could get by on fueling that hunger by devouring wild, mutated monsters in the untamed wilderness. It was the equivalent of resorting to snack foods rather than a full meal... but it got the job done.

     Yet now, there was no need to concern. This Dark Lord or whatever was practically giving him free souls to swallow up, with no consequences to weight down his conscious. So now that he’s taken a brief break from his full power rampage, Ragna’s managed to single out a minotaur-like being for the taking. His right arm was already transformed into a ferocious claw, with charred skin and glowing red veins, ready to snatch up the worn out beast for its life force. But just as the Reaper charged in and made his grab, he felt a completely different force latching onto the backside of the creature. Instead of just one demonic hand clutching at the beast... another one was trying to suck away at the same target.

     ... What a weird way to end up holding hands with a woman.

          “... Well this is awkward. You, uh... mind lettin’go? I had ‘em first--“

[idealflames]

♕ - ; well this came to be a bit of an annoyance. simply going out for the day for shopping, percival found himself stopped by an elderly woman who had taken her kitten out for a walk. however due to the store not allowing pets inside, she found an ‘upstanding and strapping young lad’ in percival and had him hold her kitten for the time being, naturally, without his consent. and so the man found himself standing just outside the store, a delicate little kitten resting peacefully in his hands. that was, until it woke after a moment and caught sight of something to grab on, namely, the bandages of a woman who seemed to have injured her arm. 

“ oi, cut that out. behave yourself, you insolent little--! “

souldevouress

[shardbind-blog]

@souldevouress ☾ ( sc )

     “It’s cold...”

Miriam’s mumbles carried out into the wind as she dipped her toe into the Water of Styx. Slowly, she sat down at the edge of the pool, allowing her feet to dangle in the cool, gentle waters as pale blue eyes gazed along the crowds of people playing games or simply enjoying a swim. 

Admittedly, she felt so out of place in this world, but feelings like that were hardly anything new. Fingertips ran along the crystals in her skin, though she was not ashamed of them. Just old feelings that she thought she had buried liked to digging themselves out of their graves.

Still, she was here - maybe she should focus on making a friend or something? The girl next to her seemed to be just as out of place as her, so maybe she could start there? But how does one socialize, especially when you’ve lost ten years of your life to an endless sleep? She’ll just have to go for it!

     “It’s a nice day out today, isn’t it?”

Nailed it. Really nailed it, Miriam.

[foxtheft-blog]

          It was pleasing to know of Island’s community of foxes within Cotes, a fairly friendly bunch used to the inhabitants enough to not dart away at the first sound of footsteps. Kurama isn’t surprised when a few of the kits take an interest in him, like calls to like after all, and animals could always tell he was something more underneath his human guise – foxes especially for obvious reasons. He picks up one of the more persistent little ones trying to climb up his pant legs; the vixen is calm enough with him interacting with her litter not to protest otherwise. She’s probably just glad to have a break.

          The crunching of underbrush snaps all their attention, Kurama’s and the family of foxes, from the suddenness of it. It’s just another person it seems, perhaps a little lost or just wandering – it’s hard to tell. No one’s breaking eye contact however and perhaps it is a little strange, so he decides to at least break the silence first.

          “The foxes won’t bite you if that’s what you’re worried about. Correction, they won’t bite if you’re respectful, so you can come closer if you’d like.”

@souldevouress,  s.c.

[kagematsuri]

@souldevouress

      “You just gonna stand there and block the sunlight or are you getting in, goth lite?”           Floating along the edge of the waters of Styx, hands behind her head and glasses firmly in place, I-no paused the drift of her cobbled-together floatie with the dip of a leg deeper into the water. Peering up over the rim of her glasses, she eyed the other brunette critically. 

          “If not, do you mind moving? I mean it’s not like I’m really trying to tan, but that sunshine is pre-tty relaxing all told.” Her leg slides back and forth in the water idly, form settling back against her makeshift conveyance with a sigh. “Changing rooms aren’t nearby though, so unless you’re gonna strip right here, you’re a little out of luck.”

[glorywaited]

@souldevouress || raid s.c.

       FEET SLIDE BACK with the force she’d thrown by a larger enemy -- she’s tough, that shows clearly in the way she moves && guards herself. but even she knows one person alone isn’t a match for this creature -- nor was one person alone a match for the overwhelming events unfolding now. 

     the woman is pushed back a good distance -- sword held out before her as her owl swoops in to distract the enemy as best as he can. near another, she steadies herself then stands, readying her sword again in offence.

       ❝ you up for taking this big guy down with me? ❞

[isolaradiale]

totally disregard this if it sent, but it glitched out instead of sending me the "sent" message, so just in case --- apping in velvet crowe per reserve! also, the previous one was housed in house 164.

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Velvet!

You’ll be staying in TOWNHOUSE 220.

You will retain the ability to utilize eimu up to five times per day. 

You will also be given a wooden sword.

Enjoy your stay!

– the stars!