#whitehotgunslinger

[nerowasheredanteisaloser]

A Chance Meeting

Oh man, that night was killer, bashing in demons all day, drinking all night, what could be better? Well, maybe a little LESS alcohol. He was still too young to realize his limits, even as a half demon, and this night in particular he had just had a few shots too many, even for himself. He tried hailing a cab, he really did, but the last couple of times he threw up in their cars and it’s like they just...know, you know? Like there’s this circuit of taxi driver gossip and everyone says to steer clear of that white haired punk kid with the sword.

So, that leave him, Halfway from home, laying in the middle of the park, figuring it’s a better place to hang out that a ditch or something.\

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[winterbranwen]

@whitehotgunslinger​ continued from here

❝ Indeed, we should do coffee     sometime, but unfortunately,     I am leaving for a mission this     afternoon. So unless you are     bound for Anima, it will have     to wait. ❞

[sacrednatures]

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“Is this important or is it something that can wait?” Icy blue orbs closed as he grabbed his head, something was definitely off with his head today; it was throbbing. Vergil couldn’t concentrate, he could feel the monster that was Nelo Angelo clawing at the back of his mind ready to be released at any moment. 

[blondorjustblonde]

@whitehotgunslinger | An Angel Joins the Fight |

They had stayed on the sand far too long, and the giant serpent had come out to greet them. The Midgar Zolom was massive, they all fought hard. Cloud was constantly checking to make sure that Tifa and Barret were doing alright. He knew they could take care of themselves, but he still did it anyway. Dividing his attention and causing himself to use far more potions and cure spells than were probably actually needed for the fight.

Now, they were nearly out of potions and ethers. And it still seemed as if the serpent was still raring to go. It didn’t look the least bit weakened yet, and they’d been fighting it for hours now. It was in fact starting to get dark.

Cloud grit his teeth and charged the giant snake with his sword held high in one last push, simply hoping it would be enough.

[marinaeque-testudinis-archi-blog]

What’s your favorite book?||Closed Rp

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It had been a rather slow day for Russell at his library, he thought that by working on the weekend he would be a little more busy than this. So when things got slow a book was something that he rather enjoyed, and that’s exactly what he was going to do. Things had been peaceful for him, staying far away from his psycho demon for an ex-boyfriend and he was hoping it would stay this way. ‘Hey bone head pay attention we have a customer.’ Mary, his ever so helpful assistant pointed out pushing his book down when she realized some interesting looking male walked in. 

“H-Huh? O-Oh!” He stumbled off of his chair behind the main desk and made his way over to the section the other had been at. “Hey there, I’m Russell the head Librarian...is there anything I can help you find?” 

[rexmajestatis]

"If that is true, then i can totally beat Gladio at arm wrestling Iggy can be persuade with a deluxe supply of ebony, and Promty i can negotiate by setting him up on a date with one of my friends ~ " holy wink (he may or may not have multiples of each file >w> )

Slowly, Noct arches one eyebrow. After a moment, he states in a blunted deadpan, “You have zero faith in any of my friends, and it’s really unattractive.”

[youngrevolutionary]

whitehotgunslinger replied to your post “Me, playing comrades:”

Angel : fight me blondie

"Oh, you really don't want that."

[ofaladyaqrowandathief]

Bird of Predator and of Prey

The cold air burned the man’s lungs as he was forced to suck the bitter air in. That was easy enough to ignore, though. What was harder to ignore was the group of people surrounding him. Still, though, the man stood confidently in the center, eyeing those around him. He had already knocked a few of them down enough to break their aura and make them more hesitant to advance. Still, though, he was rather outnumbered. His own aura was running dangerously low himself.

One man rushed him, other following close behind. Qrow smirked as he saw his opening. He lept into the air, kicking his legs up above himself as he swung his sword down. He used the momentum of his flip to do a devastating blow down onto the unsuspecting second line of the attack. As soon as he was on his feet again, he was spinning around to meet those men rushing at him. He skillfully dodged under one hit to swipe at another man’s legs and come up with a jab into another’s gut with the hilt of his sword.

That seemed to be where his luck gave out, though. He felt the snow beneath him slip and give way, sliding off the rock beneath. It wasn’t long before he took a fall. He managed to catch himself and come up from it gracefully enough, but it was enough of a distraction to assist those that already had numbers on him.