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Apologies for being away, and hello to those that followed! Thank you!

Life took a turn as it often does. I’m better now but still not fully ready for things like lengthy drafts, so whenever I get to writing expect some shorter work done there. I’ve also been working on other things like getting my art sales up and going. So trying to stay busy. Warm wishes welcomed as I’m not quite out of it all yet.

@cerasphim​ asked: ❛  beauty  does  not  solve  problems .  ❜ || SOFT THORNS

            “No. Beauty doesn’t fix a thing. It just covers up the things people don’t want you looking at. All well and good slapping a pretty name or a face on something…but it doesn’t do a whole lot except distract. And sometimes ‘pretty’ makes more problems than it covers up…” A train of thought that sounds like it might come from experience–though what experience that might be, Raiden never cares to tell. Not time, nor place, the subject not quite befitting. Even if he seems to have more than enough to say about it.

             A silence hangs brief in the heavy, golden air, thick with summer heat, that Raiden is almost glad he can’t quite feel as the sinking sun burns out its last for the evening. Another job well done, today–that should be enough cause for congratulation, relief, but neither of them seem quite in the mood.

             “But you learn that young in this life any way–that beauty doesn’t bring much for people like us. It doesn’t have a place out there on the killing field. It doesn’t stop that place from existing, or stop people wanting to keep it existing…no matter what pretty things they’ve gotta trample over to make that happen.”

             The wind sighing over his face, at least, is one sensation Raiden does welcome. “The only thing that fixes problems in a world like this is acting.”

        A little bit of an honest answer, though honesty is par for the course, so documentation and gossip alike would paint Raiden. Gossip is of no interest to her, though, far better suited to be seated here even amid that settling sun. It still aches, still burns, still fatigues the Draculina to find herself a little uncouth and half heat-exhausted after a mission in the day’s hour. Still, time is precious and fleeting, and no coffin nor shade is worth running away to when conversation may finally be had in these more quiet moments. Questions boggle the mind, but, somehow unnecessary when the man rambles on quite like that. It stirs a little concern, though concern that perhaps ought not be.

       ❝I have half the mind to confess a want for combatants such as yourself for the war, especially when so many places were attacked without discernible cause but,❞ a deep breath, ❝-the years since has proven just such a sentiment true. I have seen what it has done to Sir Integra. Those that survived, what few humans actually did. What we think to be ugly these hail as beauty, obsessed with a dream hammered into them since childhood. Or, worse, one they created themselves as fully developed, thinking adults.❞ Doe eyes regard him, curious as Seras is, before regarding the sunset instead.

ghostlyanon asked:

“Do you ever wish things were different?”

       ❝Certainly... there have been many times in which,❞ A great many that is too hurtful to speak of, even today. With the passing of holidays ever making an ache sore her body to something more languid, Seras within the moment may only sigh for that which must be left unsaid. Must be, at least for now. Though the conversation may be dour, there is little reason to press it further. ❝If the loss of my parents never occurred, I possibly would have never been driven to be an officer, to honor my father. Thereby, never being in the time and place to become a vampire, never participating in bringing an end to that senseless war...❞ a deep breath, toying with the laces on one of her shoes -

bold  what  applies    ━    italicize sometimes .

fights honorably /  fights dirty  (The only honorable fighting Seras done is when sparring with a loved one; other than that, there is no rules to combat. Death matches are not meant to be honorable, in her experience.)

prefers close - quarters  /  prefers range    (Trained in both, albeit the former always trumps the latter in preferences.)

chats during /  goes silent (She has to be riled mentally/emotionally, otherwise silent)

low pain tolerance  /  high pain tolerance.

attacks in bursts  /  attacks steadily (The only pauses/slight pauses are to navigate how to take down the enemy.)

goes for the kill  /  aims to disarm  / fights defensively / strikes first (All relevant, however each situational. The Kill is rare, but not something Seras will hesitate on. Aiming to disarm and quell a situation is more for civilians/innocent parties. Fighting defensively is normally only when she has not been given the green light to Kill On Sight by her Masters. Striking first is Seras’ natural preference. )

is provoked easily  /  provokes their opponent  /  teases (In later years (her 30s especially) Seras is very difficult to genuinely provoke into a physical fight.)

gets visibly frustrated  /  shouts while attacking

uses strategy  /  focuses on the battle  /  experiences conflicting thoughts during battle (The latter is situational, and rare)

rushes in recklessly  /  tries to read their opponent before engaging (In her adult years, it is exceptionally rare, however not impossible to rush in recklessly if emotionally compromised by the situation at hand.)

fights wildly  /  fights calmly  /  fights apathetically  / fights with anger  /  fights with excitement 

fights because they have to  / fights because they want to ( A necessary evil, despite inherently wishing there were no reason TO fight)

fights without regard to wounds  /  runs away when wounded  /  hides wounds  /  takes a blow to protect another

prefers a blade  /  prefers a gun  /  prefers hand to hand combat  /  prefers a bow  /  prefers a shield  / prefers a personalized weapon /  prefers magic alchemy or spells

their greatest weakness is physical  /  their greatest weakness is mental  /  their greatest weakness is emotional (Both of these are greatest and weakest strengths, albeit thanks to her familiar, Seras is well guarded)

transforms for battle  /  fights as they appear (If she is in the mood to mock she will transform, otherwise there is no need)

relies on strength /  doubts their strength  /  relies on speed

uses everything they have /  proceeds with caution  /  hides their full potential (Situational, depending on the opponent and if there are civilians nearby)

exhausts quickly  /  has high stamina

behaves arrogantly  /  brags after landing a hit  /  belittles their abilities (None of the above)

uses psychological tactics  / uses brute strength (Seras doesn’t fight dirty in a psychological way, unless her own anger spewing can be considered such)

avoids civilians /  strikes down civilians

damages surroundings  /  avoids damaging surroundings (It is unavoidable in most cases not to)

signature fighting style /  makes it up as they go (Depends on their enemy and what is required to defeat them)

mastered skill - set  /  learning their skill - set (I play Seras as being no earlier than early 40s generally, so she is well-practiced )

fancy footwork  /  sloppy footwork 

messy fighter  /  elegant fighter (Neither can truly apply to the demon she is; battle is always messy, yet elegance goes hand in hand with mastery)

accepts defeat  /  refuses defeat  /  begs for mercy

compliments their opponent  /  insults their opponent (Neither)

uses unnecessary movements  /  moves efficiently /  barely moves 

prefers to dodge  /  prefers to block (More costly to the opponent to miss, so blocks only when unavoidable)

defends their blindside  /  has no blindside  /  leaves blindsides vulnerable ( no blind-side because of their familiar)

uses all available advantages /  strictly uses one main method (Anything and everything goes!)

plays around  /  holds back  /  fights ruthlessly  /  shows mercy ( Only if the mercy is warranted )

waits for an opponent to be ready  /  strikes when opponent isn’t ready ( For the most part, no one gets a warning)

fears death  /  fears pain  /  fears killing ( She is not afraid of any of these things.)

has ptsd  /  avoids fighting ( Her PTSD is not related to her current work)

has lost a fight  /  has won a fight (He has lost plenty fights and won plenty more!)

has killed  /  refuses to kill (Has been killing since he was a teenager.)

wants to die standing  /  would succumb slowly 

tagged  by :  @devilsworn​ thank you my dearest ❤

       The large picnic basket is set down as she herself seats in the middle of the two grave stones. United with twin doves in the middle, carrying together their shared favorite flower (a noted piece that were more her distant aunt’s idea rather than the usual olive branch, according to gossip heard). It is beautifully kept, but of course it would be. She has made it a habit to have regular visits, substituting the care otherwise given in old age...