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{outofcrystarium}‒ Hmm, maybe I should try someone else but by now I will stick as Serah and will still keep her but I am looking to revive my Yuna and Namine RP. I have no excuse seeing as now it is holidays but I suppose having a 5 day trip to the city really tires you out but it also my be my lack in RPing Serah too so I will keep RPing her til I find another.
“Paddra Nsu-Yeul.”
The farseer responded behind her, green eyes fixated on Serah as she watched the fellow seeress turn to meet her gaze. It was about time that they met, after all. “You’ve met me before.” Several versions of her, but still her nonetheless, though she recalled Caius hinting that she was certainly more hostile and distant than the other ones.
Slowing her limped walk to a halt as she closed in on the traveller, the seeress offers her a somewhat bitter smile, taking another glance of their surroundings before returning her attention to Serah. “You’d be wanting to head back to where you came from, correct?”
⇀ She gasped at the sound, turning to the familiar face seen time and time again. There was no mistaking it, her hair a long tangled pale purple trailing down her back, eyes a piecing green and cloth worn made for a Pulsian.
She lowered her bow down immediately leaving it to hold against her side "Yeah, You're Yeul." treading forward slowly and carefully at that. Though this wasn't the Yeul that knew of their existence, or so it believed. There was no soft smile to welcome to lone traveler, emitting a more cold shoulder to the other. "I'm Serah. One of Noel's friends if you know him, he's told me all about you." Linking an arm behind her back she graced a smile to lighten the mood of this dark ambiance.
But that was not to happen as her smile faded away, leaving her to blink down at the young seeress."Well uh...I suppose? Wait, so you know a way out?" Flashing wide eyes towards her, maybe she knew how to find the gate out of here; then she could find Noel and Mog again.
{outofcrystarium}‒gonna be working on my icons a bit so I can use so I won't be replying just yet.
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Unfazed by the woman standing before her, The Historia Crux had been coughing up duplicates of the same faces. At first it sent her in a whirlwind, but then the constant facade triggered her emotionless to date. Although still confused how the timeline would skew off to a tangent to Tenebrae- let alone her own realm, sparked great amount of interest. Maybe she was the actual Serah and not some ransom copied droid. Keeping amethyst optics focused on the pinkette fighter, she awaited for some significant order or news.
“Is it really you this time? If not, you’re sisters not here.”
The flying moogle was pretty cute though, that last few times the farseer emerged, the damned thing was nearly invisible. Maybe, just maybe.
⇀ The machine cocked, it's rims turning, syncing in motion to the arrival of a traveler in itself a divide between the real world and the space in between. In the structural form of the goddesses eye in a way watching over those who brave the travel of time, golden dust and fragments emerged as two figures passed through; whips of the dust they were carrying on their bodies became transient in the wind and came face-to-face with deep blue.
The girl was more transfixed on the woman in front of her to notice the scenery, to find her standing outside the portal made her wonder if she was waiting for her? The blonds greeting was something she quite found out of the ordinary, jumping to quick conclusions; she didn't have the time to comprehend it all and instead blinked with a blank look. "Wha...wait, you know my sister?" suddenly engaged on the topic she moved forward, clenching a hand to her chest. "So she's not here right now? Do you know where I can find her?" Though it was unclear how Lightning knew this girl, all this brought her one step closer to finding her lost sister.
I'm glad that she's alive, it proves that what happened was not just a dream..Lightning I'm on my way.
"Uhm, so I suppose you know me because of my sister?" propping a finger to her cheek, maybe she was being a bit too hasty on the questions here.
{outofcrystarium}‒
I apologize for not being so active, I go to school [uni] every week day and it's a long trip from there and back and it usually drains me so I don't really get the feeling to write in my other rp blogs but I'll work to find the time between doing this and school.
I’ve been everywhere & back trying to replace everything that I broke
you can’t run away from your fate
Yamatai’s weather was always unpredictable, and now it seemed that there was a fog, but Yamatai was Yamatai and this one was so thick that it was almost impossible to see through. So much that it didn’t even look like she was in Yamatai anymore. Oh, how she wished that she was back home, away from this hell-hole. It had only been a short while on the island, but she missed home already. Especially when she was separated from the rest of the group.
Sam was absolutely terrified, but the fog made her help calm herself down. Although she couldn’t see anything, it meant any sort of threat couldn’t see her either. She decided staying quiet as she walked through the fog was the best idea, meaning that only footsteps could be heard and she could maybe try and get away from anybody’s voice if she didn’t know who it belonged to.
When she did finally hear a voice, it wasn’t what she expected. Sam thought that perhaps it would be someone else that she knew from the Endurance or someone from the island, but instead it seemed like another female. She thought that maybe this person could have shipwrecked at the same time, but her first reaction was to shout out in return to make sure she wasn’t a threat.
“Who’s there? Where are you?”
⇀ In the midst of the fog, even if her eyesight was obscured she could distinctly hear the call; shifting her footing she wanted to make certain that she didn't rouse any monsters about- being at a disadvantage point. "Stay right there, I-I'm coming over!" replying back, having no choice but to raise her voice.
Her mind instead started to wonder about the voice, it was one she hadn't claimed to have heard her time on New Bodhum yet there was a possibility this was also created by the paradox effect. "Wow, the timelines are more broken than I thought they were..." speaking to herself as she tread through the fog in a direction. After giving a light laugh knowing it felt like something Noel or Mog would say, maybe they were starting to rub off on her- yet that just only reminded how much she wanted Mog's help in the matter.
Maybe it was time she relied on her own instincts, maybe finding hidden objects by the paradox strengthened her ability. Reeling herself towards where she supposed the figure was, instead bumping into them slightly. Though she drew back quickly thinking that it may have been a foe soon realized that the structure of it was not, relaxing her shoulders, accompanied with a sigh.
Close Enough. "Oops, sorry." apologizing quickly before continuing. "Let's get out of this fog." Trailing down the others arm to find a strong hold, clutched around the wrist and jogged past where the other was standing. If she landed where the meteor hit then the village was towards the opposite in decision it was best to retreat from the fog a possible. A bust of air and the mists clog was dispersed, it only covering a certain part of the land. She let go to prop against her knees, taking in a few breaths of air before turning to the one she dragged out of the fog. The girl didn't look familiar to her either, though she had come to the thought the stranger was another survivor from Cocoon. Only time will tell. "Hey, I'm Serah. Where are you from on Pulse?"
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Leaving is never enough. The act of departure is a superimposed paradox with the promise of return hanging off the last vowel, an arid and mangled thing that never ties up just right, knots up somewhere between good-bye and see you soon. Desmond’s never been the sentimental type, so he dissipates — dissolves from The Farm without notice, leaves no heartfelt message to tack over the dresser, no final expletive to vibrate in the air as backlash. Painless. To stay gone was always the key; he hitches an escape through a series of relic transit buses with his entire life tucked underneath one arm. All he’s got left is a trundled duffel bag and a potpourri history fashioned out of half-guessed assumptions and stunted adolescent years under communal hippie conspirators attempting to stick it to the man out in the middle of nowhere.
He’s only got a dim awareness of Assassins and Templars, but at this point in his life he’s avoiding both with the same levelheaded cynicism that consumes jaded liars or thieves whole. Desmond hasn’t disappeared just yet though, so under the circumstances, there’s considerable grounds to consider his way out a success. And now, now he’s here, in a city pinned under another name and identity, measuring out the rest of his life in dolled-out portions of liquor. Living the dream in some winded-down pub, serving to minors with fake ID cards and inebriated carousers who never knew the meaning of quitting while they were still ahead. On some brooding Tuesday evening, the bartender is stacking up the rest of the pilsner glassware and tumblers behind the counter when the door swishes open to let in a visitor out of the maelstrom of hailing rain outside.
“I’m closing up shop in a few minutes, so you better make your order soon. And no, we don’t take solicitations here, sorry.”
⇀ The young traveler stumbled to a world that was clearly unrecognizable, with no crystal pillar shone in the blue sky- there was no clue to where she could of been standing upon. Wandering around the cluttered streets she couldn't help to notice the stares from civilians who passed by, looks of confusion settled withing their gaze. She decided to take a route away from human eyes, striding across alleyways- and mentally crossed the idea of it being Academia. Upon her journey through a labyrinth of narrow corridors the weather suddenly changed and a downpour of rain, raising her hands in order to cover herself but failed miserably.
She uttered a small curse, whipping her head around aimlessly, she needed to get to cover, and her garb did not provide much warmth either. Never less she picked her feet up, heading in a random direction to at least some open building that could provide shelter for the while. Her eye caught onto something, and like a sore thumb that stood out was what she had needed, her figure dispersed into relieve, rushing over towards it with a smile plastered and passed through the door that was opened for her muttering a 'thank you'. Her arms wrapped around herself, her irises traveling around the space of the room with a slight awe though she was still listening to the man's voice, her discovering was cut short- turning to meet the man.
"Order? What order?" A tone heavy with worry, a feeling like she has stumbled into something she had no part in. Rubbing gloved digits into her skin, it was best to aware the issue of her arrival, shifting her feet against the floor before she did so. "Uh, I just came in because I had no where to go and it was raining outside." giving a faded laugh along with a sheepish smile.
Yeah, this was going to go well.
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{outofcrystarium}‒
∞: My laptop? idk XD No, I guess it would be my family as much as they pick on me, I don’t have a boyfriend or anything like that so it would be my family and my pets at most
☂: . Loneliness
. Feeling like I am bothering someone
. Not being able to meet standards/ disappointing my family
. If someone I care a lot about is injured badly/passes away
. Having a friendship ruined or turn badly
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♥: Omgggg, tough question. Can I just say: my family, this group, and my other group [collect the reveries] because people ain’t enough.
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She didn’t think so? How could she not be sure if she escaped from or knew of something as big and noticeable as a monastery? Perhaps she’d been too quick to judge in her slightly confused state, washing up on a beach after that fall was sure to knock some sense out of her head for a little while. “Pulse?” An unusual name for a place, no matter where it’s location but it certainly wasn’t Japanese. Slender, yet calloused fingers rubbed on her temples, trying to make sense of just where she was. She’d already concluded with Dr. Whitman that it was indeed Yamatai they’d found, but this woman’s clothing and talk of strange places pointed towards something very different.
Briefly she looked at the girls outstretched hand, hesitant before clasping her own over it in a light shake. New Bodhum, Serah, a tour, it was a bit much to wrap her mind around all at once.
“Sorry you’ve completely lost me” she admitted, and she was usually good at following things along quickly. “You’re saying this isn’t Yamatai? Then where is this Bodhum? What continent?” She honestly couldn’t believe she could have been washed out to sea. Not only was it apparent that leaving was no easy task but she simply couldn’t have survived it, all while being unconscious. And while she was intrigued to learn more of this place she didn’t think a tour was appropriate until she knew where on earth she was in relation to the island she’d been trapped on. “Perhaps later Serah, I’d say it’s a pleasure to meet you but it seems my situation has took a turn for the stranger.”
⇀ The strangers words caught her by surprise, shocked that this woman was from neither- meaning...there were other alien worlds than the two that she knew. Did that also mean that Lightning would of also fell upon those places. Though the possibility was endless, it wouldn't hurt to try. "Have you seen someone named Lightning? She has pink hair like me but pulled to one side- Oh! Or maybe Snow? He's really big and has blonde hair and a trench coat- you can't really miss him." Fiddling her fingers in front of her stomach, biting down lightly on her lower lip.
"I don't mind if you haven't, It's just...If there was a chance." Her voice trailed off, bowing her head angled towards the sand brushing against the floor from the winds endurance. She really thought that it was all finally over, after everything everyone had been through- yet in just one single moment that happiness was just ripped away from her fingertips, leaving her with a trail of doubt and suspicion lingering, teasing knowing as long as she was still here she will not get a shred of proof if her imagining was true.
There was no point of being so hung over the past now, raising her head to meet the others eyes. "Uh, I don't think I know of Yamatai though, and I don't think also that Bodhum in a continent- just a small town really. We haven't gotten that far yet." An audible laugh slipped past her lips. "I can show you around if you like." Clinging her arms behind her back, pulling to a smile.
10 travelers found their way to bodhum
{ vesselforhimiko : succubias : etrosendurance :pullintheplugonem : lasthazard : leftoversaregood : the-sultry-succubus : lamb-of-columbia : simplyserah : wreckedworld }
⇀ Only a lone traveler passed through the gate, creating an 'oof!' through her lips as she jumped onto the crater plane. The area seemed to be deserted fore now, yet there was a noticeably thick fog that hung in the distance. Hopefully the plan would work out, Serah insisted on following back to collect the fragment while the others moved onwards and then eventually meeting up and some point in time. She curled her finger around her chin, detecting it closely.
Is it a paradox?
Taking a gamble that the fragments presence was distorting the timeline's natural weather, amazed that something abnormal could create such an effect. Well there was no point into backing out now, and continued into the fog, it consuming her in one swallow. All she could do was peer into it, and it was a risky choice considering there was the possibility of monsters roaming about- she would be well to keep a close eye on that.
But her pacing stopped abruptly distinguishing a black figure in the distance- at least she assumed it was. In decision she called out, a bold move indeed. "Hello! Are you okay!" cupping her mouth the create a more direct sound, who knew if this figure was either a friend or foe, never less there could of been someone out there lost in the thickness of it.
outofcookies— I thiiiink I may have caught up on threads, I’m not too sure [I still need to update my thread page] But I have recently passed through 100 followers [I know, I’m so slow] so I have decided to make a ‘meet the mun’ video. So if you have any questions about me, feel free to put them into the inbox marked ‘MTM-SD’ so I can tell instead of reading something else.
{outofcrystarium}‒ As it has said one of my blogs has hit 100, so in achieving that I am making a 'meet the mun' video and instead of trying to do this on one blog I am going to put this on all the blogs I have, so ask here and follow what it says up the top.
{outofcrystarium}‒ Skype is now up, if you are interested in any mun-to-mun chats or thread discussions then send me an ask saying that you want to know and I'll gave my user name to you.
