#deathreversed

@cerebralbleu @punisheye @punishercross @amoirsetpacis @deathreversed @guidingstarmira @blightsbite @kleinstar @starsvein

Sure she could understand the intention of trying to be nice. The flowers the two of them did pick out together did look as lovely as ever. But the servant had a gut feeling that wasn't the real reason. And once she finally got it down pat Ereshkigal understood a little bit why the young girl was practically glued to the servant.

"Its the feeling of death isn't it? Not exactly the same as mine, but your entire body is practically cradled in it." It was something else that much was for sure. If the girl wasn't blinking she would've mistaken them for a reanimated corpse. Though she didn't really know what she could want from her either then.

ʚїɞ - "It's very jarring to just suddenly wake up and have a new life pushed upon you. I know things I didn't know before, and I can even fight differently." It wasn't like Fern to express her grievances to others at all, but it was like the Fern of Remnant to do so. Being aware of what had changed didn't mean she could deter the effect, it seemed...

it was a little strange to visit savior's respite during the night. the day, it was almost as though the cliff was glowing, blooming with colors. but at night?? with the moon just barely seen behind the clouds?? L.L. had to admit, it was unnerving. still lovely in its own right but … unnerving. still, people rarely visited the respite at night, for fear of being unable to see beneath their feet and falling off the cliff but the sinner needed a place to think.

unfortunately ⁽ or perhaps not ⁾ , she was not alone in this, for @deathreversed could be seen ahead of her. ❝ oh!! sorry, i didn't realize this place was occupied. ❞

Ah, Death's evoker. After all the asking for familiarity, Seofon wasn't sure what to think about seeing the young mage. Her pact with Death gave her power that made her dangerous, and wasn't that something that made him want to ... at least keep an eye on her...

She's changed ever since the Captain showed her kindness. She has a place to belong.

She had one. The Captain isn't here. She doesn't have to hold back, does she? I want to have faith. I trust the Captain, and if the fearless leader of that crew says that Nier's not a threat, then I won't treat her like one. It's called benefit of the doubt and positive thinking. You should try it.

For once, Anosiete didn't have a response. Seofon counted that as a massive win on his part.

❝ It's nice to see a familiar face, ❞ Well, she's familiar to him, but he's not sure if it goes both ways. With all the coming and going on the Grandcypher, it was hard for everyone to keep track of each other. Of who they'd met and who they'd only heard of in passing... But everyone knew about the Eternals, right?

Sierokarte had often teased him about the fact that no one knew who he was at first glance. The captain hadn't known about the Eternals when they'd first met either. Ok, but most people did, right?

Though even Grace couldn't argue the girl had definitely seen better days. The bags underneath the eyes, the way she carried herself, all a bit too close to home when the engineer herself would pull all-nighters throughout the week just to ensure one project was completely done.

"Name's Grace dear. You look a little lost around here. Waiting for anyone in particular?"

Yggdrasil likes watching people work, likes witnessing their vision take shape. Enjoys how those nascent thoughts can be teased and transformed into something else.

But all beings need respite for the body and mind to realign when they are outpaced by the other.

The primal had set a fruit smoothie and bowl of assorted nuts beside Nier, a safe distance away from the scattered pages and materials, as she engaged the Erune in conversation about her writing.

Really, Yggdrasil chimes with an inquisitive look in reply to Nier’s halting words. A pause as she absorbs, eyes turned up in thought. What inspired this?