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When does this end?

A question with plethora of answers, stemming out of subjectorism. An inquiry with significance that few can display comprehension to. Innumerable scenarios would cross his mind, played like a theatrical performance with yours truly as the orchestrator, and yet all of them would reach a certain destination. All of them would cross boundaries beyond perceptiveness, reach heights that few could even dare to conceptualize; the unworthy would never dare to dream of obtaining --- how credulous, a ludicrous diegesis that could make even someone without the beating susceptible flexor, to laugh boisterously.

Alas, no need to dwelve in such prosaic manners.

When does this end?

He could effortlessly offer a mundane answer, laced in predictability yet still retaining impactfulness. He could bestow her with a response that would make her to never question the motives behind his actions. He could even offer her something of profoundness, yet the misinterpretation to sentimentality is there, standing like a potentiality of a chance; emotionalism was never his ally, a connotation disregarded from his vocabulary for the sake of his aspirations to be accomplished. He would only speak out of the logicalness of his brain, an abudance of such in his possession. Despite the immeasurable amount of inquisitiveness wielded, there was none held for such trait. Only its absolute disregardance.

He could even refuse to acknowledge such query, but avoidance will only feed to perpetuity. The refusal of acknowledgement was never on the table to begin with -- only, the choices to vocalize his response; to present enough yet to intrigue curiosity to seek. A conundrum of words that would require indispensable perspicacity to solve. Such was Aizen Sōsuke.

Or was he, hm?

❛ Any response I am be inclined to give, may not be compensatory enough. ❜

A brief pause, allowing his deep voice to resonate within the atmosphere, yet soon to offer continuance with apparent laconism, enough to unveil what is necessary with emphasis showcased. Even so, the persistence of the enigma is there, headstrong.

❛ When the sempiternity of this would reach its ending. ❜

@equanmitiy asked: 😳 ( from noel.

"Awee,   shucks   Noel....   that   makes   me   happy   to   hear!   Though,   as   it's   been   said   before.   You're   PRETTIER."

Kion // Kairi rp with @equanmitiy

"Come on....if it's not one thing it's another!"

About a couple of months after getting Ratha back, the hero of Mahana didn't get to breath long before a new threat cropped up. There were reports everywhere of missing people, strange dark shadowy creatures; when slain, they'd disappear as if magic. It made venturing outside hard for civilians, hunters and riders now took up the task of going out for supplies, hard scale security and other things.

Since him and his friends slayed Ultura, he was tasked to see if he could find a solution...now here him and his monstie and Naivrou were fighting these shadow creatures, taking the form of monsters too.

"Just a couple more buddy, it's time to RIDE ON." Naivrou called out ever the supportive friend.

"Yeah, Axel!" The canine he was riding, produced several Kunai before tossing them into the creature, and once again, it vanished. The last one, Kion would look around before the collective group would calm down.

"Looks like that's the lot of them buddy, My Whiskers aren't going off. Good job!" His felyne partner trotted up keeping an eye out himself.

Closed rp with @equanmitiy

"We found her asleep in the fay wilds, god I hope she's okay." Carmen put a towel over the woman's forehead as she laid there, strangely this woman in pink seemed...magical felt different, could she be a fae as well? But look human?

Lawrence pondered as well, the fairies said something unusual was in the wilds and just finding a woman passed out wasn't unheard of, portals existed all over the wilds- however...she wasn't near any portals or any locations.

"I'll watch over her....we should get food and water for her when she does wake up..." Lawrence stated to the group, they'd all nod to one another before separating to do their own thing, Carmen and Darlene would make food, Brooke and Andrew would check the fae wild once more for any information on this woman and Lily would sit nearby cause she was a dog and couldn't do much.