#airomancy

it’s kind of like the empress. except you choose who gets to be the empress.

Usually Marvus is far more productive even during his moments of freedom, but now as he leans against the boardwalk’s railing and watches the ocean waves he seems content with doing absolutely nothing. Just soaking up the moment and missing what little of the sun he knows, which honestly is far more pleasant than the one left behind on Alternia. Unless, of course, one is craving agonising pain and he’s really not into that.

hey. don’t be rude! i’m really proud of this costume. i bought it off at the dollar store.

“dude... is this really the first thing that crossed your mind?? not you know. hot cocoa or something?”

l… like the game?

“Huh? N..No! Don’t you see how orange the moon is right now? That’s the Harvest Moon! “ Beat. “....Oh, right. Um, where I come from? The moon is kind of a big deal.”

the animal in question is small, something he's never seen before. obviously in need of help, though somehow not scratched up whatsoever like he himself so generously received.

he doesn't stop here though. he pulls the vines up where he's able to create an opening that will allow him to bring the creature out of confinement, knowing the thorns will further burrow into his skin. it's stings — a lot, and a few of the cuts were deep enough to bring small rivulets of black mixed with something red down the length of his arms. he looks surprised. more than he should. the soot is no problem, it's the red mixed together with it that he hasn't seen in..too long.

he shakes this thought away, and hands the animal to someone closest to him ( —there weren't many people around to begin with, to be fair. )

"Mind helping me?" a little late for that but, "I don't want to get this all over it."

this being the weird mix of black of something normal and something red that should have been normal for him, but wasn't anymore.

Same convenience store, different day. 

As Yashiki’s staring blankly at the shelf in front of him trying to decide which flavor of instant noodles he’ll have for dinner tonight, a sudden chill runs down his spine, making him look around. As he does, he spots... Huh? Hasn’t he seen that guy before?

“Oh, it’s you.”

Last time he was here he had (quite literally) bumped into this same person. And didn’t he get the same chills last time as well? That’s definitely not unnerving.

“Hey, you look like ya could use some company!”

She didn’t know him and he didn’t know her but friends always started out as strangers, didn’t they? Besides, she had no idea what was up with her lately but even though she never had a problem with striking a conversation with pretty much anyone she met, she was definitely feeling more social and definitely more affectionate than usual.