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　　　( 𝘐 𝘈𝘔 𝘚𝘓𝘌𝘌𝘗𝘐𝘕𝘎 [ ... ] 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃 . ) #dutysupport , a private & low-activity multimuse blog dedicated to characters of the 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗟 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗦𝗬 & 𝗙𝗜𝗥𝗘 𝗘𝗠𝗕𝗟𝗘𝗠 franchises. as written by flynn , she/they, 21+. please read the entirety of my 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐃 before following.

               ❛   'waste of time , if you ask me .    ❜          not that she had asked to begin with, of course; but if anything was in the turk's inherent nature, it was the inclination to provide commentary and snide retorts that no-one ever truly asked for. case in point: aerith has her back to reno, tending the makeshift garden in the church's central sanctuary; reno, in turn, has elected to seat himself atop the far arm of a pew, one foot propped up against the wood, the other idly swinging and scuffing the charred floorboards beneath with its sole. ( watching, as per orders. they don't pretend this is anything other than work for him. ) he sighs, then, crosses his arms loosely over his chest and arches a brow at the girl he knows isn't looking at him, but will somehow note the change in expression. she was odd that way.         ❛    all the care in the world's not gonna keep 'em from dying when their time's up.    ❜ / @greatgospell , aerith gainsborough .

               ❛   i never got to thank you , did i ?    ❜          query coming seemingly from thin air, in a moment of reprieve that had been well-sought after, for lack of a better way to put it. tifa sits on a nearby pile of scrap-metal that looks sturdy enough, unlikely to topple anytime soon; she's adjusting her elbow pad as she speaks, but once it's done and set in place, red gaze rises to meet aerith's own. a pause, and then a soft smile, a gentle nod.         ❛    for everything you've done to help cloud, i mean. after everything that happened at the reactor, the way he fell ... ... i'm glad it was you that found him, aerith. really.    ❜ / @greatgospell , aerith gainsborough .

               ❛   zagreus ———— it's you !    ❜          smile like the shine of constellations as her gaze sets upon the other, wide and bright enough to cast light across the field now shrouded in evening, no-doubt. serafina rises quickly to her feet, releasing gently the budding flower she had between the index finger and thumb of one hand; eyes bright and gleaming as she wipes her hands on her dressfront before all but running through the grass to meet him. he is about as brilliant as she recalls him to be, and like a moth to light, she's quickly entranced.         ❛    you've been away so long ———— i was beginning to worry for you. you are alright, aren't you?    ❜ / @sangreus , zagreus .

               ❛   cloud ... ... can i ask you something ?    ❜          it's rare that such a moment of calm and quiet should overcome them, what with the journey they found themselves amid, the path they now walked without looking back. there are so many things tifa wants to say to him, so many things she wants to ask ———— since their very first reunion at the bar they ( she ) once called home, her mind has been nothing if not a tumult, and her heart, a swirling of emotion long since tucked away. but here they were: she, and cloud, and a sky full of stars above. a sight she'd not been certain she'd see again. least of all, beside him.         ❛    ———— what do you remember ... ... about that night?    ❜ / @florafy , cloud strife .

               ❛   when all of this is over ...    ❜          gaze overhead at the brilliant, twinkling lights dotting the sky; yet, for all of the soothing calm their number provide, there is something uncertain in the way her sentence trails into silence. in the way her hands clasp loose before her, and the way she presses her lips together before she continues, as though she'd needed a moment to collect her thoughts. the final day looms ever-closer, and tifa is more resolved to fight and to win than she has ever been. yet, with the finality of the coming moment, there come questions. such as this:         ❛    ———— what do you think the world will look like, vincent? ... ... what do you think you'll do?    ❜ / @starsacross , vincent valentine .

               ❛   it really is you ————    ❜          approaching so gently, so gingerly, as though the apparition before her might fade away into the evening sky at even the faintest disturbance. five years would change a person, of course. five years had changed her, in more ways than one. war tearing the continent asunder, bringing destruction upon her home and her people: the fact that she had traded bow-and-arrow for tomes to suit her affinity to flame had not been an easy decision, but one she had made nonetheless ( not for herself, but for those she loved, may she be forgiven ). yet, all this having been said and done, adelaide finds herself in shock at the sight of the man before her ———— once a dear classmate and beloved friend, now grown into someone that causes her heart to stutter.         ❛    sylvain ... ... ... it's been so long.    ❜ / @minorcrest , sylvain jose gautier .

               ❛   i don't recall asking for company .    ❜          the icy undertone to her voice, something that does not come naturally to her; rather, it is something that serafina has had to teach herself to hone and wield as appropriate. yes, even now, when the man she addresses does little more than stand in the doorway ———— for he encroaches upon her solitude, something she finds she so desperately lacks in this place. ( not while her father lives and breathes, she knows. all manner of peace will continue to evade her. ) little bluebird in a gilded cage: you can only beat your wings against your confines for so long before you lose will entirely. a pause.         ❛    ———— or is this visit another that comes under orders?    ❜ / @starsacross , tseng of the turks .

               ❛   'f i didn't know better ,    ❜          the sound of his soles clacking against pristine, shinra-owned floors serving as an introduction in their own right; it's the only indication the other will earn of the redhead's arrival prior to reno opening his mouth, breaking that smug smirk his lips had curled into for but a moment, and not without purpose. ( read: he knows aki doesn't want to be found, least of all by him. but that's what makes this fun. )         ❛    i'd say you were avoidin' me, these days. but that couldn't be right, could it, aki?    ❜ / @immineye , aki .

               ❛   well - met , friend　!    ❜          the heartiest of laughs as he swings his axe up and out of its previously defensive posture, length of it propped against his shoulder, comfortable. ' friend ', he says, as though speaking not to the apparent heir to a kingdom's throne ———— and he himself, not some hero, some brave prince still sung of by bards across the land. hector of ostia, in the flesh ( or whatever was close enough to his current situation, the embodiment of a spirit held within ancient bracelet ), cocks his head and grins at the younger, nodding obvious approval.         ❛    ———— you're improving with that axe, you know. a little more work, and you might just best me!    ❜ / @starsacross , prince alfred of firene .