#ap-helios

Her velum-like lips were now drenched in blood, her eyes barely hiding the stinging pain she was currently experiencing as her hands attempted to reach toward his figure, her only safety and lifeline during those endless, aching seconds.

Then, she collapsed on the ground, a feeble rattling sliding out of her mouth, her fingers kept trembling, almost silently begging to the man to help her, embrace her cold, agonizing figure.

«I have killed. Once again... It hurts...»

[Partner] (Help them with a task.)

“Okay, tie this around that piton there,” Quinn stated, pointing to the metal stake she had driven into the side of the mountain. A small path that doesn’t look like it’s been used for some time would be used as the Ranger’s camping spot. “Make sure you tie it tight, that’d be a rude awakening.”

@ap-helios​ asked: hands cupped together he approaches the edge of the ocean's drift, laying his hands in the sand one invaluable offering-- a moonstone brought down from the ledges of Targon, placed in the water where it glows so harmoniously with the moon above, stars reflecting the ocean's current around it.

unprompted ask / ( always accepting!! )

@ncumenia​ @tidal-wanderer​ @wingedprotector​ @artistic-lament​ @ap-helios​ @moonaspect​

YOU ALL SENT THIS IN AT THE SAME TIME SO I’M JUST PUTTING IT IN ONE POST

There was a certain charm about the vastayan; the way mother moon herself reflected within those ruby orbs, and the way she seemed to have little-to-no fear of land creatures--she was strange but strange in a good way. The sea creature tilted her head slightly, eyeing the amount of lumber. Surely, he would need more, so Nami hoisted herself out from the waters.

 And with gentle movements, she made her way over towards him, arms crossing beneath her chest. “You’ve got a good amount, but perhaps I’ll get us more? There’s a feeling in my bones that it will get very chilly tonight, so it’s best to be safe than sorry!”