#swordefied

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❛ I wish I had a sword, it looks bitchin’. Eva’ killed someone with it? ❜

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@swordefied​ said: “   what  am  i  gonna  do ??   ”

❛ Well, first and foremost, don’t stop fighting. You can’t give up. ❜

[royalreef]

@swordefied​ || Continued from here.

      “Oh, there are plenty of uses for bones, of every type! You truly would not believe just how creative some of them can get as well, even down to the very bones of the inner ear! Did you know mammals have bones inside of their ears?” Up her hand comes, waving to and fro in a pleasant gesture quickly enough to make the air whistle with the movement. Miranda certainly wasn’t complaining about how strange landfolk ears were, though. Not any further than what she already thought, anyhow, which mostly boiled down to the issue that they could only hear a paltry extent of what Miranda did.

       Still, her lips curved up into a grin - friendly enough, by Miranda’s standards! And that was what really mattered to her. “I don’t really see what that has to do with anatomizing bones, though. Doesn’t it sound nice? So much better than merely stealing, such a nasty word! Makes people... anxious, when you discuss it.”

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@swordefied continued from [ x ]

Perhaps one of the first things that the awesome demon was able to pick up on was that the woman before her was fairly outgoing and relaxed for someone who was literally in Hell, but on the other hand that was something that also immediately resonated with Justice as it reminded her just slightly of herself.

She-Ra?

The proposition of a transforming sword seemed completely awesome, if only the ex-High Prosecutor had the ability to see such a display... nevertheless she would give the warrior the benefit of the doubt and play along with a playful applause in hopes of easing some of Adora's nerves.

Of course, the amusement wouldn't last for long as the blonde continued speaking of hordes and conquerors... "Wait, run that by me again? A horde?" there was at least a semblance of reasonable concern in the retired woman's voice, the sheer thought of another major threat to Hell was alarming to say the least; however it seemed that unlike last time with Beezlebub, they would have both warning and backup... both of which a wonderful change of pace.

Etheria? We?

There were a lot of questions swirling through her mind, and Justice wasn't quite sure if they'd have the time to asnwer them all... but hopefully she could be proven wrong.

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@swordefied​ asked: “Have some of this. You’ll feel better.” for Perfuma

emergency fluff || accepting

      “ oh -- adora, that’s so sweet.. ”     turning her head, perfuma sneezed into the crook of her elbow, grimacing slightly and curling up into the large blanket that was wrapped securely around her form. how typical that she’d get sick while visiting bright moon... she couldn’t even believe that she’d gotten ill at all -- she was so healthy! she took care of her body, she ate well, and yet she was stuck here, shivering and sneezing and feeling just.. awful.      she took the bowl of soup from adora carefully, blinking up at her with bleary eyes and a red-tipped nose, managing a tired smile. 

         “ you really don’t need to go to so much trouble,, i’m sure i’ll be better in a few days! ”

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@swordefied​ asked: 🤗Perfuma's hugging ability deserves more appreciation

Send 🤗 to get a hug from my muse.

       “ oh, adora! isn’t it just wonderful? ”   perfuma’s arms wrapped tight around the other blonde, practically lifting her up and spinning her in a show of enthusiastic strength. after a moment, she set her down, but didn’t release the hug, overwhelmed with sheer JOY and happiness from seeing her kingdom thriving so beautifully. since magic had been fully unleashed onto etheria, plumeria was even more of a haven of beauty and peace, and with her runestone working so hard, there was nothing but beautiful flowers and greenery as far as the eye could see. 

     the first time she’d seen it after returning home, she’d admittedly cried. 

           “ and this is all thanks to you! it’s beautiful. ” 

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@swordefied​ asked: ‘  sometimes  it  feels  like  someone  else  is  wearing  my  body .  ’ for perfuma

misc starters | ACCEPTING

       “ adora -- ”     there was a distinct note of concern in perfuma’s voice at her friend’s words, clasping her hands to her chest for a moment, mulling over what she said before she stepped forward, moving her hands in order to clasp one of adora’s between both of her own. a small, gentle smile appeared on her face, and she gave her hand a soft SQUEEZE.      “ you’ve been through so much, not just these past few years, but for your whole life.  what you’re feeling? it’s a sort of.. dissociation.    your mind is trying to handle everything you’ve been through, so sometimes it might.. force itself away for a while, to decompress. i understand it must be scary. ”    perfuma glanced down for a moment, pursing her lips somewhat. 

     “ i’m here for you, and i’ll help you in any way that i can. ”    she moved again, this time pulling the other blonde into a hug, keeping her arms around her securely.   “ i can teach you some meditative tricks for the next time it happens, to try to keep yourself more grounded and in the moment! it might sound a little silly, but -- i think it’ll help. and of course -- i’m always here to talk.  ”

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random (chaotic) dialogue starters. || accepting

@swordefied sent; * are you out of your fucking mind? (for Rick)

Half-way through fixating the last bomb on the curve of the cave wall, Rick whipped his head over towards the stranger. His shoulders pinched together, raised up, ready for a fight.

"L-Look, I don't see you coming up with a better idea, so unless you have something to say other than criticizing my whole fucking idea, I-I suggest you shut the fuck up a-and let me do what I fucking want."

The tone came out a little hushed. More so due to the surroundings. A little unsafe that any raised volume could have easily triggered something bad. Hence why he figured that blowing up the place could cause, at least, a calculated planned version of what may as well happen anyway.

No matter how dangerous the idea was.

Stepping away from the wall, taking out a small mechanism that looked like a miniature remote with two buttons on it, he looked over at her.

"S-So, if you're done fucking complaining, on the count of three, we run to the left, got it?"