"I'm Ion's replacement, but there are no replacements for me." Hello! My name is Ion. I'm the Fon Master of the Order of Lorelei. It's a pleasure to meet you. [RP blog. Post game/Future Arc. Part of the Baticul Brigade.] M!A: Sailor Scout Event
[[ All right, so I've gotten the blog as finished as I can make it right now. I'll start doing actual writing for it either later today or tomorrow, but I'm now moving here! I'm reusing the url so this blog will just be used as an archives blog. I can't get myself to delete everything in here orz... ]]
[[ disappeared there for a bit, but i'm almost done with the new ion blog. the next post will have a link to it, then i'm making this blog an 'archives' blog and gonna use this url for the new one.
i might also be making a tear blog too. largo as well if i feel i have enough time for him. i really miss messing around with all three of those characters, haha. but those are in consideration oof ]]
[[ i'm probably going to redo this whole account and start fresh, which means deleting (or archiving) then remaking. i'll be sure to write down the urls of some of you to refollow.
i don't know when exactly i'll do it, but it'll be soon. i'll be sure to make a post before it happens. ]]
[[ aaa i’m good!! been busy lately but still all right!! how’ve you been??
i’m really glad to see you too!! i was seriously wondering if any of yuo guys were still active orz„, thank you though!! ♥ ]]
((It’s so good to have you back! I’ve been on and off hiatus (still technically on semi-hiatus) for about a month now, more towards the ‘hiatus’ than not.
Hanging in there on my end. Trying to just survive, the usual. :) ♥ ))
[[ ooooh i see! well hiatus' will happen sometimes~ just glad i was able to see you again here at this time! B)
that's good to hear! hope everything will be fine then! ~♪ ]]
[I forgot I made a drabble months ago but for some reason didn't publish it, so i'm going to do it now since I still like it.
A small drabble in Ion's life when he's 22 years old and still alive.]
He should be happy, shouldn’t he. After all, not everyone is allowed to be received a blessing from Lorelei and given a second chance at life. As much as he could figure, he’d received it, and it turns out he wasn’t the only one. Even Luke and Asch had returned from the white future that had plagued all three. He should be happy. Life can continue for him and he can continue living in the presence and comfort of those he knows and loves.
If only it didn’t make his death, the death he chose, seem meaningless.
Even six years after his ‘first’ passing, he still couldn’t help but silently mope over it. Anise had told him to take this as an opportunity to create his own life and give it another meaning- and perhaps she was right. It would mean letting go of the past however, and that was where the issue arose. He had given his life up to save a friend and make it feel like his birth- his life had some meaning to it other than just being a ‘replacement’, and for the first time he had made a life choice of his own free will and not of someone else’s… and the idea of letting that go was hard. Sure he'd make more now, but that was his first and most important... and firsts are special, aren't they?
He did decide to take her word in the end however.
Funny how he still ended up deciding to continue his Fon Master duties instead of making a change elsewhere. Nevertheless, he stood just outside the Cathedral, the bottom of his staff planted firmly upon the stone ground. It wasn’t all that bad, he supposed. Just need to make the best out of it.
He turned his gaze down the steps and was immediately welcomed by the sight of his brother, Florian. Garbed in a new, more presentable attire than that ol’ rag he was found in and had kept for a while, the boy ran around near the bottom of the stairs, greeting everyone who came by and shaking their hands excitedly. He watched his brother with a straight face.
In the past several years, Florian had spent a good amount of his time training to be a Fon Master himself, in case the time ever came for him to take up the name. It took Florian longer to learn everything than he had, but the boy eventually came to understand everything about what the title meant and of what had to be done.
Florian soon captured his gaze and smiled.
At any time he wished, he could pass on the title to the boy.
Florian waved.
And when he does pass it on, he can finally live the life he wanted- a life where he can make his own choices and live it how he wanted, without anyone choosing it for him.
[I... also think i'll need to do a restart with threads or something, because I dunno how many of you guys are still around since I was gone for basically three months... sigh]