#vesselsofoblivion

[sharpshootingstars]

Jade I got one of these phone things so we can talk more often how do I use this thing

: O

you got a mobile, sevrin??? that's so cool!

aha they can  be a bit tricky to use at first, but youll get the hang of it!

[sharpshootingstars]

☀ (Sevrin would never actually admit it though. Willingly that is.)

//Oh? Sevrin you little rascal!//

[sharpshootingstars]

♚

It had been a long day exploring Lunassa with Sevrin. Currently they were in the back of a carriage heading back to the castle where Zio had insisted they stay. Jade, despite the exhausting day, was still vibrating with energy. She was currently pressing her face to the window, watching the sights of the city pass by. Suddenly, she felt a weight on her shoulder, and she craned her neck to find the source. She giggled when she noticed Sevrin leaning against her, dozing to recover from the day's excitement. 

"Thanks for taking me out today, Sevrin, I had a lot of fun," she murmured, adjusting his cloak to cover him better. 

[shieldsarmorandflesh]

+vesselsofoblivion

Vaxell looked down at his clothes. “Too swanky? I know it’s not really the norm, but I wouldn’t exactly call it swanky. I like this outfit. I’ve had this cloak for as long as I can remember.” Vaxell’s stomach let out a growl that could have easily been mistaken for a wild animal. He an embarrassed chuckle escaped from his lips. “Heh, I guess I could use some food.” Well that’s new.“Anyway, I’m somewhat of an oddity where I come from too. Pretty much the only one with white hair, from what I’ve seen.”

[animositatis-archive]

Ryuko pointed out the nearest person - a haggard man rifling through the nearest trash can, dressed in raggedy clothes that clearly indicated he was native to the derelict slums. "Way too swanky," she repeated with a firm nod. The girl snorted a little at his growling stomach, and began walking again, deciding to make her way home. Mrs. Mankashoku never turned away a hungry mouth. "I guess all white hair is unusual in most places," she agreed with a smirk. "I know somebody with all white hair - and rainbow highlights. Like, literally shining rainbow highlights. Tch. It's tacky."

[sharpshootingstars]

"It's been a while, Jade." A familiar voice called out. Sevrin's imposing form sat a short distance away, dressed in his usual black cloak and leaning against a tree. His hood was down, his canine ears barely showing over his black hair.

"Sevrin! Hello!~" Jade called, her tail wagging excitedly."It certainly has been an awfully long time! How have you been?"

[animositatis-archive]

Something strange is watching. Two points of blue light from the shadows. A streak of white between buildings, viewed just out of peripheral vision. A tall, strange boy in his late teens, with white hair and electric blue eyes. A white cloak was draped around his shoulders, flowing in the wind as he stood before you. He looks down at you silently, observing, analyzing. Most of his face is obscured by the cloaks high collar. Save for those intense eyes.

There is something behind us.

"Weird, right? A gaijin in Honno," Ryuko commented, just loud enough that she thought whoever was watching her might hear. Deciding to err on the side of caution, the brawler twirled, extending the deep red scissor blade so that it pointed in the direction of his white hair. Not the best hair color, when one wanted to remain hidden - not that a bright red lock was either.

“Oy! Gaijin! I don’t know where the hell you come from but here in Japan, when we want to introduce ourselves, we stand in front of each other! This staring at people thing, tch, it’s creepy!”

[buldrokkastee]

[TEXT] Lyra: Are we going to end up in the hospital again?

[text] Of course not. You might though.

[through-fire-and-archives]

A strange, new being stands by the Firelink bonfire. It was a tall man wearing very strange armor. It almost looked to be made of molten rock and obsidan. He carried a jagged sword made of obsidian, molten rock flowing in between cracks in the blades surface. The air around him was hot and heavy, like standing in an inferno. His face was obscured by a black mask with a pair of horns protruding from the brow. It had only eyeholes and was otherwise blank.

Laurentius had long ago learned that anything new and strange in Lordran also likely possessed new and strange methods of murder, and thus placed himself an appreciable distance away. Behind the pillars leading to Frampt's pool in fact. Good thing the big lizard was away doing whatever it was he did when not bossing the Chosen around.

Those who approached the bonfire were typically addressed with some measure of polite curiosity; this time, the scruffy pyromancer forewent these pleasantries in favor of a more direct manner, due to the violently demonic appearance of his visitor.

"Er, excuse me!" called the magician. "Can I, er, can I help you? You seem to be uh, lost, good sir! Or madam!"