#wingspanned

[tellusbane]

@wingspanned​: "Azem." Tone indifferent, brows furrowed as he was wont to do; golden orbs nigh piercing through his friend. "Your indifference is sickening as of late, and while I do not commonly comment on your ways-" His eyes narrowed then. "You've gone too far this time. Apologise, lest I remind you what manners are and what for friends are not."

“You’ve come. Good.” For all that grand speech of accusation, it sure went above Azem’s head. He heard it well, mind you, just that he didn’t have much time to spend before his departure and he sure didn’t have it in him to dwell on this. He stood atop a building, overlooking Amaurot at the spot where the three of them would often gather. “Does the Esteemed Emet-Selch demand that I bend my knees in forgiveness? You are adorable as ever. Get to the point with me. You know I don’t fancy riddles.”

[gaolseeker]

@wingspanned​: ‘ forever isn’t for everyone ’ // Feo Ul [the arctic monkeys sentence meme]

“You’re right.”

They’re such miserable creatures, their life in this star fleeting. They die in so many ways and easily too, makes one wonder if there’s even meaning to living to begin with. Still, the Miqo’te looked at Feo Ul with such sadness. There’s no debate that it’s painful to die before the people you care about as a mortal being, but there’s less discussion about the people that are left behind. What grieving does to a person and how suffocating it must be.

“It must be lonely, huh?”

[warwaged-moved]

"Don't you have more pressing matters to attend to instead of wasting my time with— whatever that thing is supposed to be?" If the irritation wasn't already plain through the words spoken and tone used, 'twas surely apparent through the brows furrowed ( deeper than usual ) with arms crossed over his chest.

PLEASE DON’T BE EVEN GRUMPIER AFTER THIS // always accepting ♥ @wingspanned

Where his friend is all irritation, furrowed brows and crossed arms, Hythlodaeus answers with  a giggle, demeanor entirely unaffected by the annoyance Hades displays. Perhaps he shouldn’t waste Emet-Selch’s time in such a manner; but if the other sincerely had more urgent business to attend to, the Chief Architect believes he would be attending to them already. As is, his friend’s reaction seems to be but the ordinary -- and used to it as he is after countless ages of friendship, being refused so does not impact him at all. 

“ Oh, come now, honored Emet-Selch, you barely looked at the concept before deeming it a waste of time, ” Not unusual, either, for Hythlodaeus to share aught he found interesting amidst concepts to be reviewed, which he had done just before Hades’ complaint. Why did he find it interesting, of course, and if that opinion would be shared ( it wouldn’t ) were different matters altogether. “ And on my part, why, is the act of reviewing concepts not part of mine own obligations? I am attending to the matters that require my attention. ”

“ It is designed to be resistant to scorching climates and to defend itself with needle-like projectiles. ” He explained, looking at the cactus-like creature presented in the project before purple eyes fall upon his friend once more, filled with mirth the other is bound to recognize even before he continues to speak. “ Resistant to warmth and prickly --- I was sure you would like this one. ” What he means by this is for Hades to guess; on his part, Hythlodaeus offers him no more than an amused smile.

[nascentgliint]

Feo Ul ( @wingspanned​ ) : ASK

“Is my precious sapling sleeping again? Oh, what do I do with you! You can’t sleep here. No, no! You’ll catch a cold! A cold, I say!” ( kijin c: )

X’kijin is dozing so very peacefully until a familiar voice reaches his ears, loud—almost piercing to the sensitive ears of a Miqo’te, though he wondered if that was not their intention when it came to getting his attention. 

Lips curve upwards into a smile, being yelled at hardly new, but that it was in worry was certainly a novelty that he had been trying in vain to get used to, between the likes of Alisaie and Feo Ul. 

“Nah, I’ll be fine,” X’kijin says, though dismissal is probably the worst thing he could do in the face of King Titania, small though they may be at the moment. It was already a boon that they hadn’t yet vented their frustrations by waiting for him to sleep, then setting all manner of creature upon him in his dreams. 

“It’s not cold enough yet to catch cold.”

Yet, he adds so wisely, as if the impending nightfall wasn’t close enough that most people might heed the caution of a much older, much wiser person like Feo Ul. The Crystarium’s weather had become tumultuous since the light had been dispelled, cold at night and warm in the day like the familiar deserts of Ala Mhigo. A little caution could go a long way, certainly, but X’kijin had never been one to worry for his own wellbeing. 

“Besides,” he starts, peeking an eye open at Feo. “I’m used to sleeping wherever I find a nice spot. And I’ve never gotten that sick. Well, ‘cept one time in Ishgard.”

[unsundered-lahabrea]

“Preposterous. You, more than anyone, should know better than believing such absurdity to be possible — a creation with a soul of its own? Unheard of.”

@wingspanned ( Hades ) || Always accepting

Unheard of, indeed, and yet Lahabrea regards Emet-Selch with serene crimson eyes, severely unconcerned by his tone. He is not unaccustomed to the personality of his fellow member of the Convocation, nor is he unaware of the way so many fellow scholars and researchers would take the news.

Still, Lahabrea is old, and he has seen much. He has crafted creations that had, once upon a time, been believed impossible. What Emet-Selch speaks of is improbable, certainly, and yet...

"On paper, it does indeed sound preposterous. Nevertheless, I would prefer to examine the creature before passing judgement over the possibility. There are a handful of phenomena that might result on a similar outcome, after all, and if that were not the case, if this creation had a soul... it would most certainly be worth studying."

And it would open many doors of research.

[gaolseeker]

“Hey, Rihnn — want to spar again?” Lyse asks with a grin on her face. “It’s been a while and I could do with some training!”

@wingspanned ( cause i know it’s u bitch )

     “Are you so bored out of your mind that you want to beat up my pretty face again?” Not that he had it in him to say no, as painful as it is to deal with everytime it happens. It’s not a matter he’d bring up in the open, but oft than not, he did come to enjoy what little session they shared. He rolled his shoulders, giving her an exhausted stare. And he thought a woman like her would have better things to do.

     He extended a hand towards her, “Pull me up.” The chair was rather comfortable and he needed someone else to get him out of it. Mayhaps... it was an excuse for their hands to touch without it meaning aught. “I’ll have you know I’ve gotten better since last time, so I’ll not lose again.” He, in fact, will lose again. There’s just no winning against her.

[tellusbane]

+ Lyse

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"Even now, I'm still unused to not hearing your scolding.”

Flowers for a friend long gone. His death remains ever fresh in her heart, longing for his guidance and concern as any who loved him would. Though time and circumstances had let her bloom in ways unimaginable, she knew in the back of her mind that there will always be that one person who foresaw this path for her, that would be proud that she had taken reigns in her life for once and will now be carrying the legacy of all who walked. And yet...

“In times, the doubt lingers, though I do my best to not let it show for them. Having to separate with our friends to carry this responsibility I still believe myself unfit for leaves me discouraged. But would you hear any speak of my loneliness? You’ll tell me to steel my resolve and complain less. I know you would’ve, Papalymo.”

[lannamused]

“A lizard looked at me in the eye and we were bonding.” // Seto … dkabxhshxvd

This Meme || Accepting

“Oh, aye?” Seto was a sweet ... bird dragon thing. Meiko couldn’t recall the name for them. Regardless, his absolutely serious tone about making a new friend made her smile. She could feel Ardbert do the same, even if she couldn’t see him at the moment. “Did you catch its name?”