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“eyes killer cold and black and bare.” // @rcsetorn​

It sounded like something out of a story book. One that she would read to Seymour when he was younger. Anna never had the constitution for such horrifying things a child and veered away from such things. Seymour seemed to have a little more backbone for such a thing, but only when he was curled up at his mother’s side and tucked up into bed.

“You make them sound as if they were real.”

Yevon help her, she hoped what Beatrix was telling her about wasn’t true. It sounded terrifying. One would have thought, that after how her Aeon had turned out and the troublesome circumstances she had found herself in previous, she’d be able to withstand such a tale. But the thought of it was sending shivers up her spine. If it wasn’t true, Beatrix had quite the imagination for such stories.

But wasn’t there always a grain of truth in such stories?

Anna felt a shiver in her upper back, though nothing came of it. It hung there, like a permanent chill that she couldn’t get rid of. Anna thanked herself lucky it was still day time, otherwise she could’ve sworn the air would turn cold and the beast would’ve turned up at any second. She wondered where Beatrix had conjured up such an image. 

@timecompress

She felt uncomfortable. It wasn’t something she was used to feeling either. In her years of being a sorceress, never once had she been made to feel this uncomfortable. There was a tension in the air that she couldn’t pinpoint either, which made the whole situation feel even worse. Perhaps that was why she felt so uncomfortable. She’d heard things about the sorceress standing in front of her and her guard was, most definitely, up.

When the other lifted her hand and placed a kiss on it, Anna could not help but tense. Her eyes were very much focused on the woman in front of her. One sign of danger and she would be out of there in an instant. She was sure the accompanying smoke outline would be there too. She was sure the other could tell she was tense too.

Yet, there was something bedazzling about the woman. Whether it was the grey hair, the markings, the makeup, the way of speaking, Anna couldn’t place her finger on it. It was if she was enchanting. Was this part and parcel of being a sorceress? She wasn’t sure. Surely she had never placed people under this sort of spell before. Snapping herself out of whatever trance she was under, Anna finally found the courage to speak.

@guadoleader​

Anna could not help but laugh. Her eyes dipped towards the floor and a strand of hair was tucked behind her head. Her laugh was a soft sound and one that only seemed to escape her lips when she felt embarrassed. While there was no warmth in her cheeks, she knew that there they were becoming red. She as unused to such compliments and even the ones she got from Jyscal still made her blush like a schoolgirl.

Their wedding seemed like so long ago that Anna couldn’t believe that it had only been a little bit more than half a year ago. It was a day that she would remember for the rest of her days. Despite the less than warm welcome the Guado had given her, that day was one of the happier ones that they couldn’t take from her. She glanced his way, a fond look taking place of the embarrassment.. “I remember it too, of how handsome you were.” She would never forget how he’d looked in his formal robes. She had almost cried as she was coming up the aisle. It seemed rather vain to admit, however, that she had never felt more beautiful than on her wedding day. She had never been one for a copious amount of makeup, the most she ever put on was some lipstick, some eyeliner and maybe some eye shadow, but she had felt transformed that day. 

They were sat together in one of the many rooms of mansion. They’d had their evening meal and had retired to spend the rest of the evening in a comfortable silence. A book lay in her lap, her thumbs pressing on the edges of the paper to stop the pages fluttering shut. She did not wish to lose her page. While there was plenty of room on the sofa, her legs were very nearly pressing up against Jyscal’s. She still felt the need to be close to him.

“It is a memory I will keep with me forever too. I remember feeling so nervous when I was getting ready, but as soon as I saw you, my nerves were almost gone.” She looked at him directly now, a loving smile pushing it’s way onto her lips. She couldn’t help but smile whenever she looked at him. It was a smile that still so full of love and admiration that it felt like it was never going to leave. Leaning over, she placed a hand on one cheek and a kiss on the other.

@painsrequiem​

Anima kept quiet, a cheeky smile spreading over her lips. It wasn’t often she played hide and seek with her son, but it was one of the few times she allowed herself to be a little more childish. She loved the days she was able to play with her son, to tickle him, to tell him stories, to listen to him laugh. It felt like change was in the air and there had been whispers and side eyes to the both of them recently. When she had questioned Jyscal about it, he had told her not to worry and it was nothing she needed to concern herself over.

This was not the time to be thinking about such things. She heard the padding of Seymour’s feet across the carpet and kept as still as she possibly could. She minimised her breathing so it didn’t feel like she was breathing so loudly. When Seymour padded past, thankfully missing Anima hiding in the shadows, Anima relaxed slightly. When he was past her, enough for her to slip out, Anima dropped the facade of trying to hide behind something.

❛ i’ll survive . somehow i always do . ❜ // @yunhuntress​

Anna couldn’t deny that. The sheer will the other possessed seemed to allow her to claw out of the most impossible situations. Most of which were Anna’s fault to begin with. It did not stop her from worrying. Even though she rarely admitted it, she cared about all those in her family. It was difficult not to eventually.

“And I am sure you will survive again.”

She said with as much sincerity and care she could muster. It was a lot harder for her to admit the fact that she worried then it was to think it. Speaking it made it real. What made her feel slightly better was knowing that she was like this with everyone in family. And while it was an attempt to mask some of her true feelings towards the woman, the false sense of security that acknowledgment gave her helped. This assignment was a dangerous one and if Fang got found out...Well, Anna would lose one of her best agents.

Thankfully, the woman known as Ragnarok was a story in Japan much in the same way as it had been in America. Nobody seemed to know what the real person looked like. Some said a man, some said a woman, some said neither and that it was an animal instead. Thinking about it almost made her chuckle. If only they knew the real thing.

❛ i will be brutal . ❜ // @yunhuntress​

“Please be so.” Arms were crossed as she stared down at the man. The Guado had tried their best to interrogate the man with their methods but unfortunately for them, it hadn’t loosened the man’s tongue much. One would think the calm, methodical way in with this particular crime family inflicted torture would have break everyone, but there were some that slipped through the cracks. This man was one of them.

Thankfully for them, Fang seemed to be a bit more brutal in her torture methods. It seemed that in this instance, the rest of the family were a bit relieved to have someone like her on their side. While there were certainly some sadists amongst their ranks, none of them were particularly fond of doing this brand of torture on someone. In most cases, someone always volunteered but it always felt like pulling teeth. Everyone had to do their part for their family and the responsibility made it’s way to different people.

“You have as much time as you need. This place is sound proof and there will be someone outside the door at all times.” She uncrossed her arms and turned towards her bodyguard. What base of operation wouldn’t have a completely soundproofed room? “If you need anything, ask the person stationed outside the door. We will get what you need, regardless of the cost.” They pulled no punches when it came to gathering information from people in these situations. They needed that information more than anything. 

“Do not kill him.”

' if I can still breathe, I'm fine ' // @toghairm​

“You are overexerting yourself, Yuna.” The words were said with a hint of kindness, but her tone was overall firm. Anima did not want the young summoner to collapse on the battle field because of her Aeon. Nor would any of the other Fayth. She knew the strength it took to be able to summon an Aeon, much less a Final Aeon that was meant for someone else. The fortitude the young woman had was impressive but it could only last for so long. No matter what Anima had asked of Yuna, it was not worth her exhausting herself over.

“You need to rest. Your resolve might be great, but you endurance is not yet there.” Would their connection bolster the more they spoke and the more Yuna used her? Yes and so would Yuna’s endurance to summon her Aeon. However, that would take a little more time. She would not ask Yuna to endure more than she could bear at any one point. Anima already felt she had asked for too much already. Stopping Seymour was not something she could handle on her own anymore and Yuna was the perfect candidate to help. But only if she had the strength to do so at the time. Her guardians could only do so much, as could Anima and the other Aeons. Yuna needed to push herself, but not as far as to make herself collapse after every battle.