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Send ➺to find my muse badly wounded and bleeding after a battle. {Still Accepting}

☆ Her tendency to be in the front of battle had provided vast consequences for the martial artist. In hand to hand combat she knew it better than any that the puncturing of a rib may leave devastating affects to her breathing, yet still when monsters made array of flurries she could not help but gasp harshly in and clutch to her side. Response was entirely reactive, fog about her gaze only cleared momentarily to see the visage of carmine, deep in texture and velvet to his figure. Tifa said it harsh, husky in her voice though it gave out partway, and slumped against the floor. 

“K. Keep going...”

Such were the words of one who knew a fight did not rest on her shoulders, but to other members of it in question. Display of blood as it pooled along cement grey and lackluster, a painting splashed against mundane ShinRa working. A ringing in her ear, cultivated by the lack of oxygen she was getting, and to raise chin to see the rest of her friends and their status proved too great. 

HP: 0

@elaceto​ said :  loudly whispers lali ho is a sin :0

It is one of the greatest sins but I am here to inform that there are greater sins -- 

@elaceto​ asked: button up your shirt, there're children here 👀

[ y'all ppl lmao ]

SCREAMS DONT BLACKMAIL ME

send ‘ SPOTS TO KISS + [number] ’ to kiss my muse there: 3 - a kiss on the forehead & 5 - a kiss on the temple

   Yet again the SOLIDER couldn’t sleep. He stayed seated on the steps on the inn while everyone else rested inside. Well, he assumed so. Nothing by the rocks at his feet and the few stars that shined in the sky to comfort him. It was always like this. Cloud bringing himself to where he thought he would be better alone. His head was a mess, as it always was.

   He heard footsteps behind him, but he wasn’t cautious. Though Cloud has his sword right at his back, he had a feeling at who it was. With a claw leaning on top of his head he guessed that his feeling was right. It was surprising to see Vincent up this late, but what was surprising was for the other to tell Cloud to get to bed. ❛ Heh… I’m fine. I can’t sleep so I’m just resting out here. ❜

cloud   had   managed   to   see   quite   the   bounty   of   strange   things   since   starting   to   work   for   shinra ,   but   this   definitely   took   the   cake   ───   somewhere   deep   in   the   manor   that   had   existed   in   the   back   of   his   quiet   little   village   for   longer   than   cloud   had   been   alive ,   a   man   had   somehow   survived   for   who   knows   how   long ;     sound   asleep   inside   a   coffin   ───   until   today .

the   infantryman   had   been   standing   a   couple   paces   behind   zack   when   the   soldier   had   found   him ,   surely   looking   in   a   state   of   pure   shock   cloud   couldn’t   manage   to   hide   as   they   uh ,   introduced   themselves ?          he ...     wasn’t   sure .          the   blond   had   sort   of   been   preoccupied   trying   to   process   everything   to   really   focus   on   the   conversation .

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