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ooc: would anyone be interested in plotting/threading something?

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Ā Ā warm, bright lights in a multitude of colour illuminate the atmosphere; and sheās there, idly wandering through the crowd - stealing a quick, eager glance at the stalls piled high with merriment. Initially, she refuses. Attempting to sway the urge to get swept up within the festival, the cautious side of her heeding warning to the fact this - all of this. could potentially be front for something bigger. And yet, caution only had itās way for so long, until the songstress caught something in the corner of her eye.Ā
She stops short before walking to the booth without a hint of hesitation, palms clasped beneath her chin, a warm twinkle in her glacial eyes and a dusting of blush on her cheeks.Ā ā how adorable..ā she exclaims in muted excitement at the kitten plushie placed on the counter, awaiting a new owner to take them home.Ā
altruistesā:
Estelle takes but a moment to consider before speaking, nodding her head slowly before she did. **āThere is one, not too far from here really. Would you like me to accompany you there?ā **
gratefully, she nods. ā yes, if possible. i canāt say iām entirely used to the surroundings weāve been given just yet. ā she adds with an apologetic tone and the ever so subtle hint of a smile.
By all means Tear had been exposed to the grandiose cities that lay within Auldrant, but the difference was that Spirale had moulded itself within a time that felt everything but familiar to the songstress. Thereās a glimmer of sudden recognition in her features & she stops short before the female clad in pink. ā --my apologies, ā she juts in, before the pair continue onward; quickly putting on a brave, kind face. ā that was rude of me to request something without introducing myself -- my name is Tear. ā
Ā Ā Her hand wanders eagerly over the freshly bound titles, scanning the books one by one. There had been vast collections back in Yulia City & yet this land provided so much more in varying number. While the inevitable future didnāt seem so clear to the songstress at this moment in time, there was no denying the company and comfort of studying something new and foreign. It so happens at that moment, the chosen title is one that another had their eyes on - their hands bumping gently at their dual desire.Ā ā ah !Ā ā immediately, she takes back her hand, apologetic tones colouring her features.Ā ā please, go ahead. -- Iāll choose something else.Ā ā nodding, with a smile. @scopoultimo
Ā Ā Ā thereās a series of odd noises & error sounds coming from the device she holds between her hands, combined with a pressed look of concentration against her features as she attempts to decipher the device before her. However, after much persistence, the end result is the same - no clearer than she was previously. Thereās a sorry sort of look on her face as she turns to the person that sat beside her.Ā ā by any chance do you know how to work this? iāve been trying for some time now.Ā ā she admits in a somewhat defeated manner, motioning towards the cellphone in her palm.Ā ā iām not even certain as to why i was given this.Ā ā @millesimus

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Ā Ā sheās frowning hard at the state of his arm, carefully examining the wound in itās entirety & musing of a solution as she cautiously wraps the bandage around the site with deft fingers. Spirale had brought itās challenges, that was for certain - but lacking access to her armoire of healing artes had definitely brought great frustration upon the songstress. Wounds that took moments, even seconds to heal, were now left to the passage of time. Tear breathes out a sigh through her nose. ā .. how did you say you managed to do this, again? -- you really should be more careful.Ā ā gently dabbing antiseptic at the corners of the laceration. @sanpatron
Ā Ā Ā itās almost cruel as to how the stars in the skies above mimic those of back home. An outstretched hand moves forward to greet them, the songstress peering between the gaps of her fingers at the vast cosmos. Sheās enchanted, enthralled, swept up amongst the entirety of the oceanic night - itās little wonder sheās caught off guard by the set of footsteps behind her. Her head tilts, fawn tresses of hair tilting off the curve of her shoulder.Ā ā ah.. ! my apologies.Ā ā retracting her hand & hastily sweeping the grass off her dress as she rises to meet the other. A gentle smile warms her lips.ā --the night is quite fascinating tonight. donāt you think?Ā ā @luminaer
scoredefyingā:
Ā Ā Ā Ā The passing glance was unmistakable. Itād only been for a single moment, where the twoās eyes metāan instant that any other person might have not even paused or even noticed pass by. But this was far different, for the both of them. The ties between them were far, far deeper than perhaps even their blood could allow.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā A clash of animosity and care that he could never quite shake.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā It was hard for him to mask his own shockāafter all, perhaps he could convince himself this place was some bizarre purgatory following his death, but with her presence, how could he continue to convince himself of that? Unless she had died shortly after he did, but that seemed far too convenient a possibility for him to believe.Ā
āā¦Mystearica.ā
āThis is quite a surprise.ā It took him no time at all time to steel himself once more. After all, considering the circumstances under which they last met, how else should he greet his sister, but with that very same coldness?Ā āI had thought my arrival here a contained incident, but it seems I wasnāt the only one brought to this place.āĀ
Ā Ā Ā Ā Perhaps fate truly was the one which decided on his return. Otherwise, why then, would it have brought the two of them back together again under such circumstances?Ā
Ā Ā it was just for a moment. only a moment. her breath hitches and time slows to an infinite pause as the frosty stars hang silently in the skies above. Everything seemed so, surreal; gazing back into the icy blue eyes that they both shared. Part of her mind tried to will him as a phantom, an illusion; yet this island was known for its impossibilities. She remembers the song & the way she watched as he fell. She remembers the last lingering look on his face and the way she strode steadfast into the future, into a world without him; knowing her mission had achieved its plateau and she also remembers the way she broke down on her bed that one night, the mourning tears grieving for the only brother she ever had.Ā
Ā Ā A surprise it so was, in the end. So much so the words leave her in that split second that the world freezes. And yet she breathes & time moves on, ever as it does. Predictably, his name leaves her mouth first; the songstress still trying to realign the vision of her brotherās death with the very real, reality before her.Ā ā how did you--Ā ā she stutters out immediately after, one palm defensively closing against her chest & the other clenching against the shaft of her stave. An inch of fear stills itself in the quirk of her brow, the quake of a tremble against her lip. ā .. i watched you die.Ā ā a voice most sorrowful, spoke. She truly, deeply, realises that her emotions are besting her in what was certainly a moment of vulnerability - and it should be said that Tear took pride in her preparation for the many outcomes before her; but this, this truly was not a situation one could be poised for.Ā
Ā Ā ooc: apologies for my lack of activity! a hiatus was needed while I settled in to my new job, but I feel ready & good to go again!
The event has definitely passed at this point (since I was last here.) and Iād like to start semi-fresh by putting out a starter call! soft capping at five, castmates/flatmates exempt!Ā ā„
A quick and easy plotting guide
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Send me ā and I will bold my preferences for your muse!
My muse(s): Tear
Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse
Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other | any!
Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship
Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protector - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other
Iām in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other
Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - letās find common interests!
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Send me ā and I will bold my preferences for your muse!
My muse(s): Tear
Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse
Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other | any!
Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship
Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other
Iām in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other
Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - letās find common interests!
A quick and easy plotting guide
Send me ā and I will bold my preferences for your muse!
My muse(s):
Do I know your muse(s):Ā yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse
Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other
Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship
Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | otherĀ
Iām in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other
Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - letās find common interests!
ooc: ah, gosh Iām really sorry-- Iāve recently started a new job, so my activity has definitely been super patchy over the week. I realise the event has progressed into the last stage, so if there was anyone I was doing an event with & wishes to drop the thread, thatās absolutely fine!Ā
Iāll be doing another small starter call later & let me know if youād still like to interact with Tear. <3
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā I understand that youāve only a limited amount of time for healing each hour, but please, try not to strain yourself too much. ā
Several days had passed, but there seemed to be no end toĀ āheroicā types, returning from the monster infested city into the safety of each construction point with far too many wounds. Chat Noir usually tried not to be so overt about doing nice things, but he couldnāt produce a disguise for every normal interaction after being transported into this world.
So, here he was, offering the young teenager water after another five minute interval spent helping others. It had taken two such occasions for him to even locateĀ the girl; she didnāt seem keen on actually interacting with those she healed, revitalizing them with her song while staying out of sight. The first time around, he hadnāt quite realized the singing was the catalyst for her healing.
save her the lecture; sheād been so consumed with attempting to utilize as much of her power as she could in the few short bursts that they returned, that she hadnāt noticed the presence behind her. Truly, Spirale was eroding at the ideal of a soldier beheld in her own world.Ā
Tear knows heās coming from a good place with his words & even more so, she knows that sheās stretching herself to the limit - she couldnāt remember the last time she stopped for water or food. Still, she clutches a hand to her chest, eyes glancing around the area; desperately searching for any opportunity that arose within the short time frame.Ā ā i realize.Ā ā she replies, fatigue scratching at her throat - sheād been singing without pause for quite a time at this point.Ā ā but I canāt stop. not now. thereās too many injured, i need to help-- āĀ

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The entire scene is anxiety inducing on itās own, but once youāre confined to a tiny makeshift safe zone thatās the farthest thing from when compared to the other moreĀ āofficialā ones out thereā¦.the anxiety became overwhelming. It came up to their ears, and didnāt seem to quiet down in the least. Growing louder the closer the sounds of monsters came, and thankfully every now n again they would go the other way or some other daring hero would come barreling through and put that to an end. There were still an enormous amount out there, however, and itās not like the strange lady of a mystical makeup had any sort of counter on display for how many were left. Yet, they were to get rid of them all.Ā Ā
Ā Unfortunately for the mankete the next wave of them do not seem so easily deterred by another noise or the shifting of the architect around them as the city somehow rebuilds itself. The noises of them drawing closer shaking her more and more as she clutches her dragonstone to her chest- hoping that now would be the chance it would activate for a set and small amount of time. Their concentration drawn away from that, brought to the sound of singing. Itās not Azuraās, but it definitely radiates something of familiarity to it; Safety. Providing a more literal sense of it as Monsters uselessly throw theirselves and weapons against it.
Ā Kamui is left awestruck, caught up in her luckāAh- huh, Oh!ā shaking her head, and refocusing the grip on their ankle,āOnly about nine minutes,ā if it had gone much longer they would have had to travel with the possibility of shards lost in their skin while garnering bacteria to the open wound,āWould you happen to have a cleaner cloth?ā they at least had confidence to remove it and wrap it- but using anything from their cape could just trap bacteria in with it.
Ā āAnd thank you greatly, I will not forget your kindness,āĀ
delicately, nimbly, her fingers carefully work towards the shard embedded in the womanās foot.Ā ā this might hurt for a second.Ā ā she reassures with a gentle voice, gloved digits moving with precision, as if she had trained for this her whole life. The creatures roared continually, thrashing their various limbs against the wall of light. Tear knew the time they had within this temporary sanctuary was limited, speed was of definite importance.Ā
it took a few tugs, stemming the bleeding with a few bandages Tear kept with her - but the shard was released and discarded, all that was left was control the bleeding. The melodist frowns, knowing that if her powers werenāt bound so heavily, then maybe, just maybe--Ā
letting go of her staff, she raises both her palms above the site of the wound, eyelids fluttering to a close with a face deep in thought; calling, heralding, any shard of power that she could just grasp, even for a second.Ā
it comes as a rush; a faint, green light that blossoms from the palms of her hands and grows into an even brighter, stronger, cerulean light that cascades over the wound, seamlessly sealing & restoring her foot to how it was before. And with that, her power ebbs & fades out of sight once more. Tearās shoulders slump slightly, the exhale of magic leaving her body. Still, she presses a gentle smile to her face.Ā ā there is no need, iām only doing whatās right.Ā ā she assures.Ā ā but we canāt stay here for too long, the barrier will wear off soon. how are you feeling, do you think youād be able to walk? ā
forsylvarant:
A single action was all she needed to offer a simple, but grateful smile.Ā
āThank you so much.āĀ
The danger was there, but with somebody by her side, she didnāt really feel so scared. Having no fear didnāt mean she could get comfortable though, so she kept herself alert ā just in case something caught them by surprise. Either someone or something was waiting for them, and she felt a little anxious about getting there, or even what theyād find once they reached the place. She just hoped that nobody was too badly hurtā¦Ā
Now it was her turn to nod, so she did.Ā āWellā¦letās go!ā With a goal in mind, she began to walks towards the bright light. A few steps were taken before she stopped and turned her head, just to give her companion another smile. This time, it expressed something completely different.
Itāll be okay.Ā
sheās done many things, alone. & traversing this hellscape was one she perceived as another task to be handled solo; however daunting it may have seemed. Yet, she suspects itās something to do with the travels she shared with that one select group of people that bloomed the need to connect with others, something which she takes with grace, now. Despite not vocalizing it fully, sheās grateful to have Colette by her side.Ā
ā we should press on then.Ā ā the crunch of her boots reverberating in the sterile atmosphere.Ā ā you mentioned we should head towards the light? is there any particular reason for doing so?Ā ā she inquired, a reflective face.Ā ā we should probably have some sort of a plan, instead of heading in blindly.Ā ā