#animuscion

“….” Is it too late to go back to the grail of her own volition….

Of course you would say that.

And why do you believe I would be the one responsible?

nonverbal starters; prompts featuring nonverbal scenarios.cherry: find blood on them.

It was another macabre, post-apocalyptic scene. Bodies lined the ground around them. Buildings were torn yet standing in place. Fire spread like water, dusting what little ground wasn’t covered in debris.

Even so, Ritsuka continued her search across the torn land for someone familiar. She might not have seen her brother, but she was still alive. That meant he was, alleviating that issue. But, she had yet to see any of her servants. Mashu wasn’t around either, and she couldn’t contact Chaldea.

She hopped over a piece of a skyscraper, continuing her search for anything familiar. It didn’t look like Shibuya or Shinjuku for that matter. The signs were in english this time around, and she couldn’t really read all of it.

It was frustrating, but she managed to find a familiar looking person up ahead. The messy blonde hair was sprawled all over the ground, and the red flames about them were gradually fading. Were those blue sparks part of a shield?

Her eyes lit up somewhat hopefully as she made her way towards them, recognizing it as the director. Instantly, that hopefulness was dashed. She reached out for her carefully, to shake her shoulder, only to stop half way.

There was blood leaving her mouth, stains on her clothes.

She wasn’t sure if it was the director’s or someone else’s, but she couldn’t be too sure. It — it might be the blood of her enemies, right? It’s not like she’d die twice on her, right?

Pulling back her hand, she looked at the director from head to toe, the wound on her stomach, the one she hadn’t noticed earlier, was still bleeding. The flames hadn’t cauterized it in the least, only warmed it. If she’d only paid attention earlier, she would be able to see that red outline about the director’s waist.

Ritsuka’s hands slammed against the ground, and she screamed.

Back in Chaldea, Ritsuka woke up with a start, gasping as though she’d been drowning. The after affects of the dream still lingered at the forefront of her mind as she brought her knees to her chest.

It was just a dream. It was just a dream.

She forced herself to exhale and inhale, repeating the action consciously a few times as she felt her heart beat return to a natural rhythm.

Send me ∞ and my muse will tell you…

If I Think They Are: Ugly || Plain || Alright || Cute || Freaking Adorable || Pretty || Beautiful || Hot || Stunning

If I Would Go On A Date With Them: Not even if we were the last two one earth || No || Maybe || Eh….Sure || Yes || WILL YOU MARRY ME

If I Trust Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || With My Life

If I Care About Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || Deeply

If I Would Sleep With Them: Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW!

My Comfort Level With Your Muse: Keep a Distance || Okay You Can Stand There, But Don’t Touch Me || Let’s Get Coffee and Talk || Let’s Cuddle || I Can Change In Front of You || Let’s Take a Bath Together

If I See You As: A Stranger || An Acquaintance || A Friend || A Close Friend || My Best Friend || A Crush || The Love of My Life

ask meme // accepting

strawberry+citrus smoothies.... i used to work at a smoothie place where i could make myself free smoothies and the only thing i miss was the on-demand access to strawberry orange smoothies. otherwise that place sucked. love a good.....blended fruit.

- ; phrases that really hit you where it hurts // accepting !!

            was it pathetic that the phrase didn’t really strike her all that much?  perhaps.  though, it was something she heard her whole life, hearing it one more time wasn’t really going to do too much.   with a small nod, she messed with the papers in front of her, carefully folding and unfolding the corners, just fidgeting with it.   everyone gave up on her a long time ago, it was basically a normal cycle in her life.  even she gave up on herself.  the only reason she could keep going was that she was the only one who could and if her useless life could help someone... anyone... she would do it.  

             “ that’s fine.  i’m not really the most competent, so it’s understandable.  someone has to do this though... and considering i’m the only one left... it’s me, unfortunately. ”

Make him choose. || accepting.

     THE choice was one he didn’t think even need to think about but the more he considered how IMMEDIATE his first choice was, the more GUILTY he felt about it. He didn’t want to hurt anyone but what could he do ? He frowned and averted his gaze to the side with such obvious REMORSE about the fact that there had to be a choice to begin with. He wouldn’t choose if he didn’t have to. 

    ❛ ... Mashu. She’s been with me since the beginning of all this and she’s been fighting at my side ever since. I cherish her a lot and I wouldn’t trade her for anything else but that doesn’t mean that the director is any less important ... ! I’m sure it would be the same for the director but I know what happened back then couldn’t be helped ... ❜ He trailed off as he found himself pained by his own REGRETS of the memory. He didn’t know what to say -- he couldn’t offer any EXCUSES.