ULTEAR MILKOVICH

ultear milkovich ❝ For the first time in my life, I felt grateful to have been born. ❞

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「 Fairy Tail 」 Favourite Crime Sorciere member ✧ Ultear Milkovich ↳ Requested by Anonymous

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Discovering Magic. (Closed w/@ultecr)

It was snowing today, and Suguha felt a strange urge of adventure. On days like these she’d normally coup herself up in her room and play ALO, but she felt as if something special would occur! So, donning her AR Headset, the girl pushed a button and transformed herself into Leafa. Her eyes turned emerald green, attire shifted to that of a green winter coat, brown boots, green and white gloves, and white pants ending at her lower thigh. The girl smiles as she summoned her wings and flew out of the house, closing and locking her window via her wind abilities.

Flying in the air, so as to avoid startling anyone, Leafa felt an odd sensation.. as if time was frozen around her. Taking a closer look at the floating particles of frozen liquid, it indeed would appear that way. What was happening? Turning her head behind her, she notices a woman strolling down near her house. She was wearing an outfit most wouldn’t decide to be their first pick in this weather. The Slyph lands, wings vanishing, and stops in front of the woman, giving them a warm smile. “Hello! If I may ask, why the dress in such freezing weather?” She asks, hands shoving themselves in her pockets.

          snow was a beautiful sight to behold, one that would still leave her mesmerised upon experiencing it again. though, this time would be different. time around her froze, like it does every other time, life has become different now. travelling between the expanses of space has given her the ability to regain the appearance before she had given it all up. even snow feels different now, it does not fall, nor does it gently caress the paleness of her skin. a hand reaches out to grasp at the floating flake before her attention was taken elsewhere, her head tilts slightly at the other, as they question her sense of fashion. an equally warm smile shining back as she turns back to the snowflake before her, ❝ when time freezes, so does the weather. it’s less cold when the breeze doesn’t blow. ❞ 

         she turns back to the other, her hand raising to show the other the snowflake that sat her palms, ❝ have a look, aren’t they beautiful ? ❞

[ultecr]

sylphhunter·:

Good things about him? Does this mean more jobs for him? He hopes so, because otherwise there was a lot of things that were going to confuse him right now when this is all over. Like who has been spreading rumors about him? He comes by his job by approach and rumors, does this mean more trouble for him and Yuri and Warrod? He’s a bit-

 “Wait…we… met?” surely he would remember someone as beautiful as her?He has a bad feeling about this, what if she’s a girl he met in the village when he was young and still had parents? This was becoming more and more confusing by the second. 

 “…Never mind that… right the job… I guess… I can take care of it. I should …call my guild just in case… “

 He looks around. 

 “You don’t mind…I make a call?”

          she only nods, it wasn’t a lie but a mere exaggeration of the truth, one that if told... wouldn’t seem any more believable than the truth. a smile lathered by ambiguity stretching across her features soon after ❝ of course, do what you must. ❞ her arms come up to fold before her chest as she takes a step back, a gesture as to free him of her presence temporarily to make his call. 

         in the meantime, hues wondering about her surroundings, one that has become quite foreign to her. the shift in time caught her off guard as she spots the young version of the people she once knew back in her time. wrinkles, non-existent. the stressed look of the impending doom before them, has yet to arise. it was a more peaceful time. she turns back to search for the younger precht, perhaps to check on his call progress.

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sylphhunter‌:

His confusion shows clearly, panicking enough that the tip of his mouth is shown, confusion really showing on his face right now because this girl wasn’t making much sense. Marginally calm now that he can take a breather without… 

Alright he’s a bit too confused to be calm right now. Ain’t that right Precht? Yes thats right. “Huh?  Have…we met before? Because… I… um… would remember someone as… “ eyes going downwards, until his eyes were staring at the abyss under his colar, nervousness showing. “P-pretty as you…” he shakes his head rapidly, this was a mystery he needed to know, or at least see what the job is about!

 “So….this key…any reason I should… I mean anything I should know about it? when was it last seen? I mean as a treasure hunter I should… at least know the location or where to start.”

          the confusion on his face, evident by his expression, which only makes ultear let a smirk slide past petalled lips. vermillion painted lips curve, smizing at the other in amusement. his next question only causes a gentle ‘hah’ to vocalise as she nods, feigned pain stretching over her features as a hand raises to press against her chest, ❝ oh, precht... you don’t remember me ? i thought for sure i had left a strong first impression, perhaps i should have tried harder, hm ? ❞ her hand lowers, a slight chuckle leaving her.

          at the mention of the key, her expression morphs to a more sensible one, ❝ ahh, yes. the key was last seen by a mage summoning ophiuchus within the ranges of mount hakobe. i would have pursued the key myself, but i mage as i, with limited knowledge of the layout of a place such mount hakobe would be at a disadvantage. ❞ she turns to face him again, ❝ plus, i’ve heard good things about you. ❞

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         ❝  for the first time in my life,                                            i felt grateful to have been born. ❞

                                                                 — ULTEAR MILKOVICH                                                                            ( rules & muse )

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[ultecr]

sylphhunter·:

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His hands relax marginally, the collar hiding his face even further. It wasn’t just a fashion statement, he just… disliked dealing with people directly and always thinking that he made mistakes every now and then. But golden keys…those were…

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 “Keys? Of…opiuchus… wait you mean!!!! The … those keys????”

 For a moment he looked panicked. 

 “the one that other celestial mages would kill others for? I…why me? I’m … not ready to deal with…mages.” 

Because of his severe lack of any knowledge of magic. Ironic considering who he might turn out to be in the future. 

 “Don’t…just because your beautiful doesn’t mean I’ll say yes right away!” 

Craws cawing. Is that a tumbleweed passing by?

 “… I mean… how much time…can I have for this decision?”

          she remains calm, poised like the unwavering gaze she had set on the other male. at his sudden exclamation and raising of his voice, she simply nods, her corners tugging, amused. his compliment doesn’t go unheard, ❝ if i knew i could have utilised my appearance to convince you, i would have devised a more sultry approach. ❞ a clear joke, as to make light of the moment. 

          she could hardly believe that this would be the same man to have achieved the height of magical prowess, one that would ultimately come to her as a shock. the awkwardness that exuded from his presence, the slight panic that she felt from his words, the overall cowardice that lathered his words, only dumbfounding her further. how could this be the same man, that grew to hate the light so much ? a part of her having preferred to have met this version of him, hoping he’d stay this way.

          a hand raises, this time digits come to tuck the stray strands of dark hair behind her ear. eye contact averting for a moment, ❝ you have all the time in the world. ❞ quite literally. ❝ might i be so bald as to say, i think i prefer you this way... as precht gaebolg. ❞ she mutters half heartedly beneath her breath. ❝ in the meantime, as you make your decision, won’t you show me around ? ❞

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sylphhunter·:

When a beautiful woman comes calling your mind, what do you do? You stay on alert? or do you blush like a idiot and hide under your collar even more? there was a lot of things he could have done but when a beautiful woman knows your name , even one that sounded awesome. [he’ll keep that in mind] He just crosses his arms and hopes no one notices his red face. 

 “Have… we met? Or are you here to request a treasure hunter?” Be cool Precht be cool. Don’t screw this up, she’s beautiful… not the point!  but one hand is on his chaned blades, never be too careful after all. 

          ambiguity plaguing her smile, as she briefly shakes her head, ❝ i’m here to request a treasure hunter. to request you, specific. precht gaebolg.❞ her gaze remains unwavering, not averting for any other cause then to focus on his own.

          hand raises, gracefully sweeping her locks to the side, ❝ i trust that you are familiar with celestial spirit gate keys ? more specifically, the gold key ophiuchus.❞ her head tilting to the side, ❝ you mustn’t worry, i shall accompany you to maximise the chances of obtaining the treasure and i shall pay you well. ❞ gaze, falling on the obviously guarded man, as his hand reached for something, presumably his weapon. understandably, so. in his position, she too, would have been heavily guarded and suspicious. ❝ you are better off lowering your guard, i am not your enemy nor am i foolish enough to killing you. ❞

[ultecr]

STARTER FOR @sylphhunter

          she finds herself in a different era, one that was foreign to her. the people dressed differently here, even the feel of magic has density different from her own time. an eery ambience that lingered over her, perhaps it was the discomfort of not knowing where to belong, nor the knowledge of who might be around the corner, seeking some sort of past ulterior grudge. 

          but she had a target, one that lead her here. she wanted to witness the hades that would have never became the ungodly entity that was in her era. the one that came prior to all the revelations, the pain and the suffering. upon glancing around, she spots a familiar essence, although its owner was far from the image she had imprinted in her mind. ❝ hades ? or should i say, precht gaebolg, as that is your true name, yes ? ❞

[ultecr]

STARTER FOR @kaito-yuki

          light footsteps, treading carefully along the broken branches, a consequence of battles prior. she could sense the fear, almost seeping from the essence of her surroundings. enemies, falling weak, almost at their knees, victory was guaranteed. it wasn’t a fact of bargaining nor the presence of a self exclaimed guild who worship friendship and the unpalatable tastes of ardour, a complete disillusion. the zephyr of impending doom, caressing her temples, strands of deep violet inadvertently falling past her shoulders, hues widen in alert as she finally spots an unconscious zeref, a man centred around her mission, one that was set for her personally. he was revered for his magical prowess, despite it all, he didn’t seem so threatening collapsed by the thicket of tenrou island. 

          heaving him across her shoulder, as she finds her way to her next target. one that she could almost taste in utter disgust, his magic similar to one she was very familiar with, bestowing a bitter disliking upon her palate. 

          she stumbles a few times before regaining her stance, growing more in tune with the extra weight on her shoulders. upon making her way through the flora of the island, she makes sure to avoid the other member’s of fairy tail, with the extra weight now lugging onto her own, she couldn’t risk losing either. albeit, an easy battle, but not one she was willing to gamble with, the odds were with her but for how long ? she was unsure. reality often times plays against a person’s morale, oddities appearing only to drag them down to a new low. something she was not willing to wager.

          upon thoughts circling her reverie, it was shattered by the silhouette of another. her next target, the replacement that her mother so quickly chose. expression immediately shifting, sinful flickers within her hazel hues guised by a troubled wizard who was seeking nothing but a desire to fulfil her beloved mother’s dying wish. one that was fabricated, a facade pasting onto her features, ❝ kaito yuki.❞  her voice was gentle, a display of temporary peace offering, ❝ i am ultear milkovich, the long lost daughter of the ice wizard, ur. ❞ squatting down beside the nearby tree, shifting zeref’s weight off her shoulder as she places him up against it’s trunk. standing up again, as she closes the distance between the two. ❝ i have been searching for you for such a long time. ❞