Cut me some slack

This is a sideblog for a KH OC. Simply for fun and shenanigans sake. Ask box open! Threads open for Nanny Squad Members Drawn replies on Hiatus due to technical difficulties. Sorry for the delay! ; v ;

[terranatior]

Ew it’s Exil

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[ ✧ ]                          ❝  HEARTS are a powerful thing                    There is always two side’s to it’s doors                                   Light && Darkness❞                            [ 💔  ]

                                                     Written by Bry

[askxigbar]

I’ve seen my share of them all, creative as an be…

But why would you ever want someone to be stuck in this line of work…?

EXIL | MINX | KAXIIR

[mineorchard]

quick doodle of a mom and her son ( terranatior / unkeptartiste ) in their natural habitat

[lilyslookout-blog]

He watched the other carefully, mentally counting the amount of the items he was picking up along the way. At the question, he hums and puts his head in the palm of his hand with an almost bored look.

“That might cost you extra.” He said, looking over at cloaked man. “Though….I suppose I can spare you this time.”

“I haven’t seen them but apparently they are armored heavily. If you’re quick on your feet you should fine.”

[unkeptartiste]

“Heavily armored.”

Very nice. It seemed fate was on his side then. Long distance was never his strong point. Not that it was his duty to be slaying any heartless. He wasn’t the one with the keyblade after all.

His assignment was observation and containment. Study the heartless spawning and report back. Look for weak spots. Fight them if needed. Then the Organization could pull Sora along and have him dispatch of the enemy.

Exil tapped a finger on the display case of the rings, “The sardonyx ring. Is--good oui?”

[unkeptartiste]

[morgendag]

                                   I better ▬ [ l e t y o u g o ] To find the prince you thought you found in me                                        ( Just go )

[kiissisms]

             maybe we can’t be  {  f i x e d  } ;

       maybe, happy endings       

             just  {  w e r e n ’ t  }  m a d e  for us 

[terranatior]

Exil dump from last night and today

[lilyslookout-blog]

“Perhaps.” He hums as he goes to grab the box of potions from next to his stall and putting it on the counter. “But I still manage to get customers.” He said before reaching to get another box.

“I have some hi-potions and ethers as well if you need them.”

“There’s also some new accessories over there. I might suggest a ring or two, I heard the monsters past this area can be brutal.” Which is why he is going to stay put right here and not go any further. He’d rather not to have to fight of those – what were the called again– heartless(?) again.

[unkeptartiste]

Looking over the wares, the male gave a hum of admiration at the advice, having no doubt that he could handle whatever heartless this world threw his way.

It didn’t hurt to be prepared regardless. Stock up potions and a couple ethers. Two hi-potions to be safe.

“You’ve heard talk of the heartless ahead then?” He questioned as he knelt to examine the accessories, eyes flickering over the shined metal of the rings. “Anything outstanding?”

[the-binder-of-ties]

✂️

  Her head wavered , hair drubbing over her face as she looked away , down            towards the pure white floors of the castle. Before she looked back up , dull blue eyes looking at the other member. Weakly smiling , a fake smile.      Grip silently tighting on the green thread , wrapping it almost gently around her own fingers. She could summon her scissors, but she didn’t.                                ❝  This Isn't my home Exil. This is just                       Where my nobody belongs. But I don’t mean                                      Anyone is an enemy here ❞       Right, they weren’t enemy’s. The Keybearer was their enemy But There was nothing she could do to stop the fact that everyone was a mere stranger.  Terrifying Strangers released into worlds with the aid of darkness. Amount of              powers in their gasp through the namesake of their weapons.                                    She didn’t like that  though.                ❝  Are you going to summon your own if i don’t?             Tell me , am i disobeying orders? I don’t want to be on          Any bad sides but… Everyone here scares me really Exil…. ❞      

[unkeptartiste]

"I..” He brought a hand up, pinching the bridge of his nose, an angry mumble leaving him. “We are not doing this.” Whoever had planted doubt in her mind--whoever had made her question all of this would be hearing from him. Because this was their home. She WAS her nobody. They weren’t who they once were and they couldn’t possibly go back as if nothing happened. The mention of being scared by everyone around had his frown widening.

"Non. I have no plans to raise my weapon against you. If you would just listen--before you get into trouble you cannot defend yourself against. What if the Superior were here to witness this? He might take it as--as insubordination.”

Sliding his hand down from where it remained, he shook his head once more, “Minx--please. Don’t do something you’ll end up regretting.”

[lilyslookout-blog]

“Quite…..I suppose I should expect nothing less from my only regular customer.” 

There’s a hint of a grin before he’s leaning over the small counter of the stand he had set up. “What will it be today?“

[unkeptartiste]

“Only regular customer huh?” The male shifted, the chains on his coat giving a soft jingle, “You shouldn’t be setting up shop in such out of the way places.”

He clicked his tongue before giving a nod, “Potions. The usual lot. Unless you’ve gotten anything new?”

Truth be told he had no problems buying from Lily. The male asked for little information and ran a good business. Much more assuring than the Moogle they were meant to buy from in the grey room.

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[terranatior]

can i ask why exil keeps a band aid over his nose

You can anon.

He has a scar across his nose he keeps covered. I’m not really sure how scars really work with the whole somebody nobody deal because we see Braig/Xigbar keeps his scars but is just that because of how he got them?

I’ve gotten into this discussion with the Nanny Squad

But the scar was something he received when he was “alive” and he’s oddly embarrassed about it and doesn’t like to talk about it.

So he slaps a band-aid on itit’s very rare for anyone to see him without something covering it

[terranatior]

Flowers for the bae

[wuin-its-kingdom]

Bae received

[unkeptartiste]

His shop suddenly appears around a corner. "Oh hello Mr.Exil, looking to buy from me again today?"

One would think that by now he’d be used to the sudden appearance of things, whether they be people or the apparent magic shop of the peculiar merchant.

Blue optics narrowed in thought before he held up a gloved hand in greeting.

“Aren’t I always?”

[the-binder-of-ties]

✂️

      ❝You’ve done nothing wrong.❞  

Her words were earnest - at least for a nobody. Features softening ever so much in the features the brownetta wore - a reflection of the kind individual her somebody was. This minx reminded though.                                         These people were bad. ❝ But i know the truth! I can’t trust you. Or the others - your a stranger in the end.                 I wanner go home but not if…not if it means this. ❞   fingers floated beside her , as with a snap of her wrist - the eternal thread appeared in her gasp. A scrowl escaped her soft features.        ❝ I’m sorry. Exil. It’s nothing wrong with you but I cant…                                                         I can’t handle it like this. ❞

[unkeptartiste]

It felt like a joke. A joke that he doesn’t know the punchline to. Not yet.

“You’re--” The male’s words are bit back as he watches her summon her thread, the action reflecting a challenge. That she wasn’t joking. She couldn’t be joking. Whatever this truth was he didn’t know. But it had to be something serious to get her into such a state.

“This is your home. This Castle. With all of us.”

He paused to gesture around though his gaze didn’t dare waver from her. “We aren’t enemies Minx. Put your weapons down.”