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Affiliated Snow Villiers - " When my < time > comes forget the wrongs that I've done " - single ship - Nova Chrysalia

[virturo]

drafts: 5 | starters: 1

[[ I gonna move over to my Fang again; I may finish one or two drafts later since my main is currently keeping me pretty busy ]]

[virturo]

smooches the pretty boy!! ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ

{ ❉ }} —  Of course his prominent features would lighten up as soon                as the other’s lips parted from his own - alabaster teeth                 formed a genuine smile as the blond wrapped a muscular                 arm around his fiancée’s slender frame.

                      ” what have I done to deserve this,hm? “

[wordsnquotes]

You have a place in my heart no one else ever could have.

Fitzgerald, F. Scott. The Ice Palace. (via wordsnquotes)

[metal-overlxrd-archive]

i don’t want my p a i n and s t r u g g l e to make me the νι¢тιм

i want my harsh b a t t l e s, gruesome w a r s and s u f f e r i n g to make me someone else’s нєяσ

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"Uh.. Scusi?" The platinum blonde said with map in hand. "I seem to have gotten lost. Which way to the Bodhum Fireworks display? I’m supposed to be meeting someone there tonight and this map is confusing as all get out."

[virturo]

{ ❉ }} —  Bodhum Fireworks - this year would be essential for                 he had only one chance to exert his plans in a rough                 time like this. Yet the blond was confident since -                                                   ”  huh? "

                An icy glare fell upon his counterpart - a tourist?                 Nothing that peculiar regarding the upcoming event.                 A smirk brightened up his prominent features                 — Heroes always help.

                              ”  Sure,mate. Tell me where                                  your date will wait and I                                   gonna bring you there. "

[vatimortis-deactivated20141216]

   Even though her visions did not permit    him injuring himself in this manner, it    was not unlike his personality to get into    reckless situations—- to save those he    holds near and dear.

   That certainly was an aspect the seeress    admired deeply about the blond, even if    he had no idea she existed.

            ❝Just a scratch, is that it?❞

   Of course, naturally, as soon as Yeul     inquired about the severity of his cuts    and scrapes, he asked about some sort    of first aid kit. Though, Yeul was a seeress    not a nurse.

            ❝I’m afraid I do not have such               a thing. Can you not heal yourself?❞

   ….Oops. Her speech was just so casual that    she kinda let it slip that she knew about his,    well, predicament. Being a l’Cie and all.

            ❝….Lets take you somewhere to get               that checked out.❞

[virturo]

{ ❉ }} —  The smirk displayed upon his cheesy features actually                 spoke of no wound which other's would have to tend.                 It spoke of his heroic deeds,the sacrefices he would make                 only to save those Snow had learned to cherish. It was                 ironic,really. Probably as ironic as the tiny lady's knowledge                  about that curse he wielded upon his oblong shoulders.                 Bushy brows heaved in swift astonishment - was it that                  obvious? Well...his brand was probably giving away a clue or two.                              "  Yeah. Kinda had it worse,you know?                  Enemies of the state don't get treated                 that well. "

                His words had a sarcastic ring to it yet all of this was the obvious                 truth. Back then,a hundred of years ago, said joke had been the                 cruel reality. Cocoon had loathed every single one of them —                 did they even realize what sort of sacrifice the six of them had made?                  

                       ” The brand's kinda a giveaway,huh?. “

                His right heaved whilst arctic hues scanned over the offered                 cut forearm. The brand was clearly sightable,yet frozen in                 its general form. Time did no longer effect him after all.

                             ”  Don't be afraid o' me. I won't hurt you. “ 

[blazefxre]

          Disappointment is something Lightning knows all too well— it has been a knapsack of guilt. But she isn’t the type to let it scar her until time opens the gates to feeling rotten;  she pushes forward, enables carried it with her wherever she went. And while half of her heart called to her, ushering that she was viewed as someone who could challenge the gods … the reality was that she felt that she was just another lost soul seeking to save  other lost souls.           ❝—— You’re a fuckin’ idiot.            Don’t give me your stupid deathwish; Serah wouldn’t want you            giving up like this. I’m not about to defy  that.  All she wanted            was you. And you, locking yourself up … you think that’s what            she shared as a  wish,  too?❞

[virturo]

{ ❉ }} — Words stung like a knife in his broad chest - he was used                 to these phrasings of restrain for he knew that no matter                 hoe forlorn he was one would always try to part the gathering                  darkness which enclosed him like a cloak - the chaos had                   still stripped him off his choices. Remorse,regret,fear.                  Sentiments which burned their mark into his shattered heart.                 — leave me behind,sis, there's nothing you can do.                

                Fingers coiled into huge,gloved fists which                  ,slowly after, tore a table in twain.                   The patron's voice was a booming roar.                — A    G    G    R    E    S    S   I    O    N —

           ” Serah is gone,Lightning! She has left me behind. I am a failure,               A goddamn soul unable to save. The chaos is my lair...                 — FREE ME. Let me rreuinite with her again !! “

[fatemarked-deactivated20141230]

                           W ords began to run together, pages no longer                            making sense. A sigh escaping past lips as book                             was marked in it’s place and brought to a close.                             Half tempted she had been to pack it in and call                             it a night. Yet empty home had forced her to stay                            in her seat for at least just a little longer. It wasn’t                             like the apartment was very far off; and the liveliness                           of the place seemed to bring Serah’s spirit up.                            The new arrival of two males had caught her attention;                            Crystal hues focusing on the blonde. She had seen him                            around here once or twice when she had dropped by.                            He was lively — something she had to admit she found                           charming about him. Too nervous or shy she had always                          been to even try and approach him. Millions of scenarios                           had played through her head, and never once had she                           taken a chance on any of them. Besides, she wasn’t                           sure that Lightning would be thrilled with the idea of her                           talking to anyone in that sort of manner. The bar was already                          her little secret, she was surely pushing her limits with hiding                           things from her elder sister already.                           Fidgeting fingers pulled at checkered material of her skirt,                          watching the other patrons of the bar interact and merriment                           would only make her feel just a little more ( a l o n e ).                           She had friends in school, just like any other normal girl, but none                           she kept up with after graduation. They had never been close anyways.                          Serah had always filled her after school schedule with daily chores                          and taking care of things Claire was always too busy to manage.                           The comfort of her own table was left and approach to the bar                           was made to order her own drink for the evening — she had never                           been brave enough to drink anything with alcohol in the mix, too                            afraid she would be too much of a light weight. Nor did it sound                            all that appealing to her either; A juice simple and sweet had always                           been her favorite mix. It seemed now the woman behind on the bar                           had caught onto her routine as well now, a warm grin and nod given                            Serah’s way when thing were settled down enough to get to her order.                                                       ” Ah — Thank you ! “ 

[virturo]

  { ❉ }} —  The beer was quickly emptied - just as quick as his second                 and the following third. His tolerence was almost infamous                 therefore every bottle emptied did nearly nothing to influence                 his steady mind. Instead the blond one one game after the other;                 to the sorrow of Gardot. A loud cheering broke lose once the glass                 was set down on his side. The redhead growled some opaque                  words ere throwing his muscular arms up in mere defeat. Snow's                  melodic laughter boomed through the bar,nearly drowing out every                 risen sound around him. Even Lea behind the counter granted him                 a grin once he allowed his arctic glare to rest upon her. Shortly                  before said orbs caught glimpse of someone else.                                    — He had seen her plenty of times beforehand.                                        A student at the local university; without no                                         money left to spent and no family who could                                        pay the bills, the male had no other choice                                         left but leaving.                                        — Would Snow be a loser in her eyes?

                A gloved hand waved into his comrade's direction,a signal telling them                  that he would need to interrupt their game for a moment. It may have                  been pure stupidity to plainly approach a lady as blunt as this yet Snow                 had,as usual, nothing to lose. Long legs tensed as he arose ere heavy                 steps carried him across the bar towards the tended table. Lea rose                 these curved brows in slight confusion whilst she cleared a couple of                 tumblers. Of course she was used to Snow's attempts to find 'the one'                 yet Serah was truly not a part of his usual individual-dating rules.                 Right fingers dug into the mob of his dishwater blond hair as he casually                 stemmed his tall being against the wooden surface below, a hesitant grin                 displayed upon his indeed handsome features.

                       ”  Rough night,huh Lea?                             —Gardot got already 'nough. “

                Both friends shared a curt laught ere the bartender agreed before                  setting down the polished glass infront of the male. A quizzical mien                 was written all across her features but Snow surely ignored that. Instead                 he leant foreward, his left placed upon the table top - he could hear the                 racket behind his back which easily told him that Gardot and the other's                 clearly had began the next round - not that he cared about that. No. In a                  moment like this, his interest was focused upon his current counterpart.

                            ”  Not the one to celebrate with others,huh?                                — Why does a pretty lady like ya drink all alone? “

                God, that one had been cheesy. The smile he offered her was no better.                 Snow could tell that she was younger. 18,19 perhaps while he was already                 20. Still...despite the differences between their persona and literacy, the                  blond could just not help but addressing her - something deep within his                 brave heart told him so.

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                                                        R o u g h day.                                 Exhaustion had settled in the moment the Pinkette                                 had arrived at the campus. Her first day of courses                                  it seemed she was already swamped with homework.                                 Serah’s summer had come to end way too quick, and                                 she returned hard at work once again. The end of her                                 High School days had come and gone just as well,                                  graduation had only been a few months ago. No time                                 to take off and find herself, only to dive deep into studies.                                 The settling colors of orange and pink painted the                                  skyline above her, not too long would it be before the                                  sun would disappear from sky all together. Home would                                  be too quiet, too alone. Lightning had been sent away on                                  another mission, and it was unsettling to stay there without her.                                  Excited she had been at first to rush home and tell her sister of her                                 day, but a phone call received during her lunch hour had only                                  brought bitter disappointment when news was learned of how                                  long Lightning would be away this time.                                 The ocean shore brought promise, but too cold it grew now to                                 sit and let the waves tickle at her toes. Instead her destination                                would be the small bar sat on the boardwalk. Lebreau’s always                                promised to be lively and exciting, the perfect getaway for the                                 evening. Her coursework could even managed to be done there,                                instead of hulled inside the small apartment with only the sound                                 of television to keep her companion. Though it wasn’t like Seah                                would exactly know anyone from the bar either; but she found                                the chatter and bright lights comfort enough in themselves.                               Footsteps were light as she made her way through days,                               a small wave and grin given to the woman behind the counter                               before she made her way to small table near the entrance, placing                              olive messenger bag on the surface in front of her. She’d take a                               moment to gather herself, than dive into her text and essays.                              But for now; she just needed a moment to ( l e t  g o ) .                                                             

[virturo]

{ ❉ }} —  Oh,he was tired. Another yawn managed to escaped these                  livid lips. Another ten hour shift today. Snow was not one to                 complain, definitely not, but it was slowly gnawing on his                  body for exhaustion was steadily creeping up his oblong back.                 Mayhaps he should just drive back home before it was too late                 to get just as much sleep as he needed? In a way this was a                  better idea than being forced to play one drinking game after                 another since Gardot seriously seemed to cherish said plays.                 Arctic hues roamed across the radiant steel of his polished                  airbike briefly before the blond decided to ascend -                  Snow could make an exeption today. Tomorrow was going to be                 a calmer day anyway.                                    — The blond had promised his childhood                                         friend a short detour to Lebreau's bar.                                        Today was her 5th anniversary after all.

                Alabaster teeth briefly flared up ere the soft humming of his venhicle's                 engine cut through the silent night. Oh, this bike was truely his pride and                 joy. What once had been nothing but a cracked,demolished husk plus a                 burnt engine had turned into a shining beauty. A motorcycle with heart and                 soul. Oh, he had wasted hours on repairing it all by himself.                  A hobby he had sooner or later turned into a professional occupation.

                A gloved palm shot up towards the ceiling as his dear friend Gardot                  rushed out of the bar in order to greet him (it took only ten minutes to                 reach the his desired location). Like Lebreau the two knew each other                 since they had been nothing but two small toddlers playing in the sandpit.                 The tall redhead was therefore not only a part of his tiny family but also                  a brother to him. The only one the male actually had so to speak. Heavy                  footsteps led the two of them inside where we had greeted by almost every                  citizen who had found his or her way into beach bar tonight. The decoration                  moreover the colorful drinks in every customer's hand actually underlined                  Snow's prior pondering. His 'sister' was not one to left out such a convenient                  chance to throw a party.                  It was moreover her winning grin Snow faced as soon as he had reached                  the bar which approved his former notion.

                                ”  Evening,Lea. Suppose I gonna                                take a beer or two tonight. “

[ronekos]

                  ▷ ▐ ♐ ▌

          A hand helf on to a man’s arm, a bright smile covering her lips. It seemed crazy,           insane, actually, that in times like this, Serah’d dare to smile and relax while her           sister fought on a  distant realm and a whole chance of  timelines rest upon tiny,           fragile, breakable hands like hers.   But… it all seemed right, here.   For the first           time in ages    ( ages, really )    she was able to be with the man she truly loved.           Light  azue  hues  searched  up  to  face  the  blond  male standing  by her side.           S      n      o      w                                              V      i      l      l      i      e      r      s.           Her own personal heaven.   Her own dream come true.   Right there, it seemed           like a chance for a brighter future was possible.                                                                                        And between all this time-talking,                                                                                        for        a        single       moment,                                                                                        she  wished  to  be  able  to stop                                                                                        everything     in    this    moment.           ❛ Yᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ… ɪᴛ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ sᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ. Nᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ           ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴏɴ Nᴇᴡ Bᴏᴅʜᴜᴍ ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪs… ❜      The woman           sighed contently.    Of course, one side of her felt bad, somehow guilty even, for           asking for   Noel   &    Mog   to leave her alone with this man for a few moments.           But        only        one        question        crossed        her        mind,            really.           Will I ever be at peace, with him and Lightning, again?           ❛ Iᴛ’s ғᴜɴɴʏ, sᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ. Wᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴇᴀᴄʜ           ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪs. ❜          Lips  curled  on  a  never-ending  smile.           And  then,   after  another  bunch  of  flans  crossed  their  way  and  followed           their  own  path,  something  came   across  the  young  Miss  Farron’s  mind.           ❛ Oʜ !!     I’ᴠᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀᴇᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ.    Yᴏᴜ, Lɪɢʜᴛɴɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs           ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴀᴄʀᴏss ᴛʜɪs ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ?         I ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ Sᴀᴢʜ ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ           ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ Sᴜɴʟᴇᴛʜ Wᴀᴛᴇʀsᴄᴀᴘᴇ…          Iᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ɪs ᴀ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ,  ɪsɴ’ᴛ ɪᴛ? ❜ 

【 infatus ⇏ virturo 】

[virturo]

{ ❉ }} —  It felt like a dream - tangible reality deeply coated within                 the epitome of his dearest ambition. Oh,the blond was a                 simple man for he did not long for riches nor did he desire                  fame and fortune. To be exact this was what the self-proclaimed                 hero had been striving for since the day he had left for Vanille                 and Fang's sake - searching his 'sister-in-law' ere remaining                 here to protect the crystalized two from further harm. It had felt                 right to do so after all the oerbians had done for the rest of their                 prior alliance. Yet Snow had now decided to be selfish for the first                 time in his short life. Selfish for the sake of his beloved bride, the one                 the blond learned to love with every single fibre of his frantic heart.                 Could he even explain how it felt like to walk alongside her?                  Could he wager to phrase the thoughts which were twirling through                  his head? The simplicity clearly recognisable in these crucial four words?                 No, he did not want to leave her side, did not want to part ways.                 For the first time in forever, the hero dared to think in such ego-centric                 ways for their severance had lasted far too long by now.                                    — there was a marriage the two of them had                                         delayed so far, a house in New Bodhum                                         which still needed to be finished.

                             ”  Babe, I had a house to build.                                   Our house. And once we're                                   home,we gonna move in.                                  Ha! Can you imagine our                                    housewarming party? We'll                                  invite 'em all; Sazh,NORA,                                    Hope and your blue buddy. “

                Alabaster teeth illuminated his lined  visage for the sake of a                 splisecond briefly before a soft smirk returned. Despite his sayings                 he was truly serious. Snow waited for a moment ere his enormous steps                 came to a halt. Arctic hues focused upon his smaller fiancee before he                 continued his prior speech.                  Both of his large hands had solved from Serah's being just in order to be                 played upon his love's slim shoulders.

                             ”  Even Fang and Vanille will be there-                                 Lightning too. I know she will.                                 —  She can't just miss her sister's                                         wedding after all,hm?  “

                Gloved palms slid off the other's shoulders ere his strong                  right gently captured Serah's hand again. Their stroll continued;                 oh...he firmly believed in the promise just vowed for it was all he                 obviously hoped for. Former comrades in arms had became his                 family therefore it was more than just a matter of decency to                 invite them.                  Sunleth Waterscape...if his memory served him right they would                 soon arrive on the glade Snow wished to reach. A calm,hidden                  clearance perfectly made for just the two of them.                  

                            ”  Yeah,but it changed. I remember                                 that there was a waterfall in a                                  huge cave - Vanille and I went in                                 in there.                                 — Ha, you were in there too.  “

                                                    ... crystalized.

                                            【 virturo ⇏ infatus】

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"Then I shall be fine down here." She did not make a move towards him and neither did she back away. "Even monsters need companions." She laced her fingers behind her back and stared at him. She was ready to run upstairs as fast as possible if need be.

"That does not explain why you are down here."

[virturo]

{ ❉ }} —   Bushy brows hoisted in sheer wonder. Who was that                 girl and why was she that eager to remain here in the                  darkness,close to the pulsating chaos inside him?                 A single hand heaved ere broad fingers scratched along                 the back of his blond head. Same habits never die.                 The patron's voice was calm - almost sane.

              ” I chose to remain here in order                 to keep other people...save.                 — I gonna ask one last time..                      who are you?. “

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          the beginning of thrift laughter hurdles    through the air,  decibels of uncontrolled    amusement ; fighting against the current of    what her true self has let time unfold.           ' really, playing the good girl all the time         gets tiring as hell.  action’s great. always is. ‘

[virturo]

{ ❉ }} —  It was the abrupt laughter which surely did not fail to                 send shivers down his oblong back for such an expression                 of amusement was indeed not suitable when such a topic                 was discussed. The patron permitted bushy brows to heave                 in small wonder - dismay even ere answering.                                — Such a bahviour was not meant to occur...

                             ”  Really,eh? Would have never                                 taken you for an action fan. “

                His smirk was a rather careful one - being alerted was definitely                 a judicious thing to exert in a moment like this. 

[virturo]

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[virturo]

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[txcitus]

There had been a time when that smirk had crossed his features much more easily; beyond that, it had been his genuine smile, his good humor, and his courage that had him worming his way under the steel of the soldier’s armor to find a place in her family and her heart (and that was despite her taking issue with all of his bravado; she was a soldier and she had a goddamn job to do and there he was acting like he was having the time of his life).

It was funny to think about, in retrospect; she’d hated him more irrationally than anything, hated that he made Serah want more, feared she’d be left in the dust with nothing but her job and the ticking of biological clock to pass, and now - now all she wanted was to see him reunited with her sister, see the both of them healthy and happy and alive, finally, after the turn of so many centuries.

Perhaps it had been because of that hope that she’d been so surprised to see him at first; he’d looked somber, reclusive, tetchy - a disconcerting reflection of her at her worst, and she’d wanted nothing more than to beat it out of him. Which, ironically, turned out to be the right move. It seemed as if a good knock to the noggin, a hug, and some sweet nothings were all he needed to feel himself again - though the psychological strain of just staying alive after Serah’s death still showed in his face (and that was one thing she did not envy - she’d been crystallized and her emotions had been removed in order to avoid that exact state).

"That’s the idea. No l’Cie’s left behind, the sort of job a hero would go nuts over."

Her stoic expression was almost - smiling. It was good to see him again, though furthermore, it was even better to have him proving himself useful. She had the presence of mind not to add the last bit.

“Don’t think there’s a thing in the world I could do to stop her from storming that place. As for the motorcycle - “

Pointedly, the savior paused, standing aside in the street to pointedly look at the carless streets.

“I could find some antique shop, but I haven’t seen a gas station since Eden.”

[virturo]

{ ❉ }} —  Fingers itched beneath the confining leather - he could                 feel the Chaos creaping below his scarred skin; oh the                  patron was well aware of this hazardous occasion;                  Snow would need to keep it at bay. He would need to                 restrain himself from falling back into his alternative ego.                 It would harbour sorrow and rage; it would contain limitless                 agony. Thus he would need to constantly restrain himself                 - do not allow the darkness to win once more for there is too                 much to loose now. Too much a plain mistake could destroy                 ; too much the suffered pain could finitely burry once the chaos                 would find a chance to spread.                   Snow shook the uneasy sentiment off as he enclosed the distance                  ere giving his counter part a thumb's up with his stronger right.                 The simplicity of this plain gesture was ashtonishing yet it did                  not fail to show a reccently sparked optimism. Perhaps he could                 once more become what he had been so long before. A paragon                 of strength and heroism.                                     — Give me the chance to learn to love AGAIN...

                             ”  Not any motorcycle will do,sis.                                  It has to have some soul.                              — maybe I should forget about that idea. “

                Alabaster teeth illuminated his lined  visage for the sake of a                 splisecond briefly before a familiar expression returned. Despite                 his ability to joke unconstrained by their current situation the patron                   was well ware of the graveness of this situation.

                             ”  I have a room suitable for discussin'                                 stuff like this. We should better head                                   there.                                    — The Order's everywhere “

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          ’ —eyes certainly change the    entireL O O K,  don’t you think? ‘

[virturo]

{ ❉ }} —  " Suppose so — "