#v. undetermined

[burdenedreverence]

How things seemed to always change for the worse, when it came to Hayden's destiny.

"Listen here, shit-stain, I don't care how big you are. Give us your paperwork or else."

Threats made to Hayden could often be overlooked, few people posed true danger to him. Was that arrogance to think? No. It was a simple truth, one that was backed up by a lifetime. At times he could allow the poor manners of a hooligan to unanswered, it wasn't like they could stop him.

His hand moved with speed that betrayed his size, fingers closing around the jaw and mouth of the man. His vicelike grip tense as he raised the man into the air with an arm, their legs kicking as they tried to resist Hayden. Their hands going to grasp at the thick arm of the soldier-warrior.

"Preying upon weary travelers is a dangerous profession." He'd remark dryly, raising the man higher in the air until he was several feet off the ground to the astonishment of his compatriots. The absurdity of the situation giving them all pause, to which Hayden used by taking a step to the side. His arm would tense as he began to fling the body of the robber towards his allies, causing them to crash onto one another tumbling to the ground like a set of bowling pins.

Hayden smiled, a thin thing, at the display.

That smile soon faded as his head turned, to stare at the stranger who had been watching. What the fuck was he? A sideshow for the viewing pleasure of people?

"You trying to step up too?"

@soulsbetrayed

[walkpathe-arch]

you're being secretive, even for you./ hello bestie! neilbianca as always!

''  stop sticking your nose in my business,  then.  ''   neil quips right back,  skates in hand as he sits outside the rink.  he doesn't even turn to look at @infernocte,  just keeps staring at the ice,  the shock of white familiar and welcoming under the lights   (   that should have long since been turned off,  but their insane coach said he could make use of the rink during the off hours too   ).  neil wants to press his hands to the hard,  gleaming surface,  keep them there until they go hypothermic and he doesn't feel a thing anymore.  he finds reason and a better use for his hands in the next breath:  putting his skates on.

''  i didn't break in,  if that's what you're thinking,  ''   he adds somewhat reluctantly,  like it's physically painful for him to not be on the ice already. like the simple act of talking with his new found partner is wasting precious time that could be spent trying to get the hang of the discipline.  which means forgetting most,  if not all,  of what playing hockey taught him.   ''  coach gave me the keys.  ''   of course there is only so much he could do alone,  but the thought of asking her to join him hadn't crossed his mind at all,  before now.

you made a fool of death

[korinthiakos]

Just a little open starter ( mutuals only ofc )

"If you keep looking at me like that, then I might start getting hungry."

[burdenedrev-a]

"Have you stood in your homeland with it soaked in the blood of your countrymen? Ten thousand men, died or wounded. Bleeding out in mud, choking on soiled water. I was a boy. I was boy killing other boys. Killing men."

"I do not regret it. However, my soul is tainted. I shall never know peace."

[heylinhenchman]

Jack just leans against his ( invisible ) hovercraft while watching the party. He doesn’t have the nerve to really approach strangers at a party not about him. But Eath did pull an interesting crowd....

[betterdcyz]

@petrovafired​ sent in: “you are remarkably well-behaved tonight, what have you been up to?” - for jaskier ( accepting! )

      “——oh,  just the usual.  A bit of this,  a bit of that;  followed by some wine and either a man or a woman next to me flirting.”  

[god-touched-monsters]

☀︎ @beingofthree​ ✭ cont. ☾ Dee Hays

How? How could they ever be safe when the threat was inside them? A part of them. Always threatening to hijack their body and take them for a joyride.Maybe their surroundings were safe. Maybe this stranger was truthful in saying that they weren’t going to attack them- but.

"I don't...feel s-safe a-a-anywhere... A-and no offence t-to you, but I don't t-think you could make me feel s-safe."

Staring at them with large eyes that almost seemed to glow behind her large cat-eye glasses, the harpy slowly settled to the ground, flexing her bare toes into the dirt. Digging her toes in as deep as she could, Dee breathed out slowly, she was a tree, growing from the dirt, her roots extended so deeply, she was old and powerful and no wind could blow her down.

With her brief meditation complete, she prepared herself for talking as this would clearly need a bit of it. Yet this soul, whoever he was, seemed in need. So if she could help, she would.

Dee raised a hand to gesture at the sky, “Looks clear now, but storms could always come. Grandmother used to bring them, fury and ice and words meant to hurt,” she turned her eyes back to the boy? (she struggled so much with ages), “Is hard to know safety, to trust safety.”

As Dee lowered her hand, her cloak of feathers shifted and fluttered almost like wings. With her hand hovering before the boy?man? she closed her eyes half-lidded she looked at him beyond mortal sight, reading his aura, “Is especially hard to feel safe when in turmoil.”

[truesymphony]

@playeroneiswinning​ said: POP! Elliot shook his head and chuckled softly to himself. He was starting to get used to the whole dimension travel thing but the device sure picked a shot place to land. A lingerie store.

Elliot took a moment to ruffle his silver hair and sigh.

Or maybe this was a type of brothel? But he couldn't see any men aside from those on a small shiny stone(?) waiting in some chairs.

And then, he saw her. A woman who was almost an exact spitting image of Princess Rose. His face tensed as he forced a smile, wanting to get out of there immediately, but he decided to stay and help out where he could.

At least numbers seemed to be universal!

"Do you need any help?" Elliot asked, wishing he wasn't in his armor right now, as he clinked and clanked everywhere he went.— (( Elliot ))

The sound approaching her caused her to sit up.  She glanced over to see the man approaching.  her brow furrowed for a moment before she hummed.  She couldn’t help but smile.  She was just assuming he was in cosplay or going to a fair or something.  She kind of got it.  She was usually over the top herself so she could relate.

She glanced at him then put down her things to walk over.  “I’m not sure how much help ya can be.  I mean I know how to pick out my clothes.”  She replied looking up at him.  “I’d be much better if I could see your face.  Know ya aren’t some creep.” 

Ray extended her hand to the other.  “I’m Rachael but Ray is fine.”