#armatiis

people were safer while he stayed on the summit, away from those that could be affected by his reaper’s curse, or the malevolence that still swirled inside of him. he wasn’t sure how long his consciousness would last, either. in due time, eizen had accepted that he’d have to be put out of his misery, because surely a seraph turned dragon couldn’t be reversed. it was impossible, and yet, sorey tried. instead of slaying him, the shepherd had visited him as a friend. the dragon turned to sorey, wary of any other companions he may have brought along. he wouldn’t have forgiven sorey if he’d brought edna to his cursed domain. ❛ you’re... wasting your time, sorey. i can live with the consequences of my actions. ❜

“Focus, Shepherd.”

Even after all this time it still felt foreign to speak the title without overbearing scorn. She knew it wasn’t fair to be so harsh towards him, but with a taste so bitter from a select few who bore the mantle before him it was...difficult. 

With a deep breath, comes a heavy sigh to purge such distracting thoughts. The pungent stench of hellions hanging thick in the air. 

[ ♢ ]  SEND Ⓥ FOR A VINE THAT REMINDS ME OF YOUR MUSE .   ||   ACCEPTING

“it’s because he’s so incredibly pathetic,

 that you can’t help but feel sympathy for him --

Right?

          Far from all of them,  might be argued.  Surely Soma has been made to attend an abundance of soirees since the day he’d learned to WALK   —   not very many intended for his entertainment and all of them certain to bring repercussions if a Prince were to abandon proper courtesies and disgrace his family name before honored guests   ( some nobility or another ) .   Out here the air is lighter in many a sense of the word,  and the only disgrace he needs worry about is the really rather outrageous fact that his hand isn’t being held currently.

                    ❝ You should see a proper wedding feast then !     When my eldest brother married ,  the celebrations spanned well over two weeks and even the littlest ones could attend and collect sweets all evening. ❞      There’s a peculiar smile   —   unclear whether spawned from the memories of said event,  or from the way this  ( for once well-dressed )  most blessed of FOOLS had just now chalked up his willing company as some act of charity rather than a product of motivations far more self-serving.  

Sorey thinks too highly of him.  But no one shall find Soma voicing any complaints about that,  so instead he returns to his main concern at hand and responds,  with endeared cheek, 

PRE - ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME.

send a ♡ and i’ll fill this out for our muses !  i’ll bold what i want for their relationship,italicwhat i could see and strike out what i don’t. / still accepting!!

FRIENDS.   childhood friends  /  work friends  /  family friends  / recently friends  /  turning antagonistic ( ? )  /  turning into something romantic  /  stable  /  falling apart  /  friendship of need  /  friendship of circumstance  pen - pals or internet friends  /  coworkers  /  partners  /  other: sorey helping velvet to understand how glenwood is working is a++

ROMANCE.   childhood sweethearts  /  newly entered  /  soulmates  /  skinny love  /  unrequited from my muses side  /  unrequited from your muses side  /  friends with benefits  /  awkward  /  fading  /  turning  toxic  /  toxic  and  destructive  /  other .

FAMILIAL BOND.   sibling bond  /  older sibling figure to your muse  /  younger sibling figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal  guardian  /  other .

Oh but with such LUCK that she had spotted a traveler on the dirt road of which she stood to the wayside.  A bright eyed boy who seemed still AWESTRUCK with the world alongside a caravan of what she could assume to be mercenaries though they were hardly dressed for the part. Regardless she’d have to be wary of them should Cleite wish to be successful.

     “My my don’t you look gullibl- I mean well traveled.”  Hand rose to meet her own cheek as a GRIN began to spread across her features.  If at worst she couldn’t get coin off this boy at the very least he could guide her to a town.  Still she beamed at the other with a faux CHEERY disposition.        “You don’t think you can help a girl out like little old me, do you?       I’m afraid I’m a bit lost.  A band of brigands accosted me &      dumped me off out in the middle of nowhere      all the while running off with my goods.”  First step was to weave a sob story.  It shouldn’t of been unbelievable there were bandits on these roads.  They were everywhere.  Where there was a road that people walked there were those who wished to exact a “toll.”  Second was to distract, the threat of bandits already a good distraction.  If the group thought there was dangers on the road, they’d be far too preoccupied looking for a threat outwards than from one near them.  At least she hoped.