#tragicoracle

[dawnblxde]

@tragic--oracle

“Luna.” The former prince stated in order to get the others attention as he had a serious look on his face. He’d left this long enough. “We need to talk.” Before it was too late to do so.

[yunafied-blog1]

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  ‘ oh , why lady lunafreya ! it’s so good to see you again ! ‘

[villiers-blog1]

He only wanted that ONE shirt, where the hell was it?! He furiously looked through his drawers in the room trying to see if it was placed in any sneaky corners or in any other hiding places. 

He had ran out of places where he thought it could be. He had an idea, he knew it was a long shot, but he thought he might as well try. 

“Hey, Luna? You didn’t happen to see a black shirt lying around, did ya?”

[endlxssmelody]

@tragic--oracle

“Luna, I --”

“I have to ask you something, and I don’t want you to think any different of me.” 

[croweoftheglaive]

LUNAFREYA ( @tragic--oracle ) ►► CONTINUING

An order given, one which removed the glaive from the Crown City and sent her across the Kingdom.  A princess to meet, to protect, to escort.  Complications were not welcome.  First an attempt on her own life — — foiled and consigned to the darkest corners of her mind.  Now daemons?  Given the time, the glaive supposed they were to be expected but they were not to be tolerated this close to her rendezvous with Lady Lunafreya.  Then a scream reached her ears.  Left hand drawing her dagger from its sheathe, mind preparing to draw upon the King’s magic, Crowe stepped out of the shadows and into the fray.  Daemons were not to be tolerated.

With her dagger embedded in the chest of the final beast, she pulled it free before finishing it with a spark of lightning from her right hand.  Attentions then turned to the car transporting the Princess — — empty.  She called to her, waited for the response and tried to pinpoint the source of the voice in the darkness.

“I don’t think you have much choice, Your Highness,” the glaive used her former title; her home may have been conquered by the empire but the woman was still royalty.  Rightful royalty, and a little respect could go a long way.  “The daemons are gone, it’s safe for now but we really need to get going.  They won’t stay gone for long.”  She walked around the car, eyes straining against the shroud of darkness to locate the oracle.  “King Regis sent me to meet you here,” she continued, eyes scanning around the terrain, “I’m to escort you on the final leg of your journey.”  Maybe confirming the reason for her presence would coax the oracle into trusting her at least a little.  For this to work, they’d have to at least build a foundation of trust.  “My name is Crowe,” now the details, “Crowe Altius.  I’m a soldier of the Kingsglaive.”

[arpeggxo]

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“This might sound a big weird, but- Where exactly are we?”

[endlxssmelody]

@tragic--oracle

She could not contain herself with the feeling of a pure heartbeat. Luna had heard rumors in the organization of such a thing. Someone had even teased her - saying that even we had been born with such an organ. Eventually, her curiosity took the best of her. Going to her mentor, she did not say any words but rather placing her hand upon his heart quickly.

It was obvious it was rather subtle, and Luna could tell he was just as confused if anything. However, he took it with a grain of salt - and she felt the warmth of his gloved hand on top of hers. It felt so….alive.

                                ❝Do I have one as well?❞

“Well of course you do.”

Demyx reaches forward and very carefully places his free hand to her chest. He rests it above her sternum, almost near the base of her neck as to spare her any discomfort around such a sensitive area. 

Beneath his hand beats a strong, steady heart, and he can’t help but smile as his gaze meets Luna’s.

“Yep, right there. I feel it.” He says with a grin. “Put your hand beneath mine, and you’ll feel it too.”

[aninfinitepaperscraps]

This is my response from that open starter you made here | @tragic--oracle

“Yes and they’re in the head, my lady.” Gulping quick for the oracle went close, taking a step toward him. He already possess amazing recuperating abilities thanks to the enhancements from Shin-Ra, coupled with the healing spells of the medics themselves only made his head injuries quicker to recover.

“My lady, I don’t want to alarm you or anything but I was all bloodied up all over my face. But I’m all fine now.” Forcing a small smile as he looked down at her, the height differences evident at this.