anomalious replied to your post: âYou know, thereâs a reason people donât eat...
this hurt me on a spiritual level
âWhat did the man say when he broke his clock?â
âIâve got nothing but time on my hands.â

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anomalious replied to your post: âYou know, thereâs a reason people donât eat...
this hurt me on a spiritual level
âWhat did the man say when he broke his clock?â
âIâve got nothing but time on my hands.â

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That same hearty laugh bounced off the walls of the streets playfully as the king walked in stride with the old man, large shadow moving under the red lanterns that peppered Rasenâs Red Light district.
âI was hoping youâd come with me, you know, and you didnât disappoint! I invited El Melloi II too, but the man was too chicken to follow. I shouldâve used the video recorder on my phone--it was a priceless face.â
The wafting scents of food stalls and booze already lingered on the streets.
âI havenât explored this part of the island yet, and you can hold your drink. So--pick somewhere to go into! My treat.â
     MEET ME IN THE LAND BETWEEN WORLDS ! Where time does not flow but suspends. Where the water ripples but never travels. Over the horizon she stands in the distance but at the very same instant within armâs reach. Surrounding, an INFINITE expanse of mimicry continuing on as far as the eye could see. Looming stars above did shine with rapturous eminence, a promise of what could be, what is, and what was to come. Over the dockâs edge legs dangled, heeled boots nearly kissing the ENDLESS sea below. All was quiet, a stillness only made possible by the young womanâs presence.
         A visitor approaches, yet no one was allowed entrance to this stagnant sanctuary without her consent. From the moment he wandered through the lighthouse door she knew it to be her fellow TRAVELER. A dimensional migrant, reality crossing vagabond. A kindred spirit who perhaps shared her tragedies but knew not the true price of omniscience. Â
     â Wonât you sit for a moment ? I donât often get company, especially here of all places . â Gaze remains outward, trained to the fringes of this limbo of her own creation. Distracted she seems but her eyes drift away from the edges of what was to the face of a man she had grown to ADMIRE. â Also, it gives me time to explain. Iâm sure you have many questions, Ford. Iâd be surprised if you didnât. â
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âIf it isnât the infamous Ford Pines- itâs been a while so how about you and I catch up with drinks?â
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The kingâs brows rose in recognition as the man approached, and a friendly (if loud)Â âHey!â bounded in his direction. One hand beckoned him to the bar, and the other ordered him a drink.
âWonderous, isnât it? I canât say Iâve seen oasis like this in my lifetime! Look at all these people out here, living, enjoying what summer has to offer~â
A tall glass filled with a refreshing, slightly buzzed scarlet beverage was placed on the counter, to which Iskandar nodded for the author to take.
âItâs called a âbloody mary,â right? I told you I was good on my promises.â

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A stool was pulled out for the other at the bar, with Rider ordering and paying for the first round. Not a victory in a traditional sense, perhaps, but the new avenue of conversation was worth the loss of the game.
âPerfect! Itâs not so noisy in here--I can hear you speak properly.â
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Time stops for no one. Itâs a fact that perhaps Ozpin can claim to understand more deeply than most. It ticks ever on, regardless of all the chaos the city causes itself either from its residents or its keepers. Days pass, as do weeks, months, seasons, years, and so on and so forth. Oz wonders momentarily how this stream of time relates with so many others, including remnantâs but he gently pushes it aside. What matters is taking it all day by day- and this day just so happens to be one regularly celebrated.
Heâs a bit hesitant, picking up the small box. Honestly, he doesnât remember the last time he ever really participated in this particular type of holiday or festivity. Itâs been one heâs overlooked in lieu of other pressing matters or otherwise silently observed alone while hoping others find special company. But this time he isnât alone and that fact by itself makes him reluctant to just let it pass unnoticed or forgotten.Â
For that reason heâs prepared a small present; now itâs just the giving part and his inexperience in it all is admittedly making him more hesitant than he should be.Â
Itâs fine, he tells himself, heâll enjoy the gift. Thatâs what matters.
Having grounded himself, Oz finds the recipient easily.
âFord, Do you have a moment?â He asks, making sure the author wasnât too absorbed in his work or a book. The studyâs seen a lot more use recently, ever since the other returned. Seeing him there makes him smile on reflex.
âIâd, ah, like to give you something.â