#evasion-finalist

this was bad. it was bad enough that an exsphere dealer was still free in this uncharted territory, but worse that lloyd had come across a couple of citizens with exspheres already in possession. he’d gotten to most of them in time to stop them from equipping the gems; though, he knew this wouldn’t stop until he caught the dealer.

he followed some gossip to a gloomy place called helioborg, where it seemed the dealer had already passed through trying to sell the exspheres to intrigued researchers. he was too late, as he saw a few of the women gathered in the square brag about their newest accessory. this was bad, this was bad!

❛ hey, wait, don’t take that off! ❜

lloyd staggered as a giant, blinding pillar of mana burst from the one woman in the square, looking upon the grotesque monster that stood in her place, now. the swordsman’s heart sunk, as he remembered marble---and even his own mom---who’d suffered the same fate.  ❛ damn it! ❜   lloyd cried out, furious at himself for being too late. he’d sworn to put an end to this, so it hurt, facing another innocent victim he needed to put out of their misery. his journey was far from over, he knew.

The wind blows so gently, brushing on his cheek as he stepped forward, landing his feet on the grass as it swayed on the direction of the breeze, to view the dark sky closer in its magnificent. Multitude of stars blink simultaneously against the darkness, joining the moon in its loneliness. How beautiful the scenery was, the young water seraph had gazed up to the sky, savoring the moment of peace as if the malevolence within the world momentarily disappeared. There is nothing but peace in the silence of the vicinity, a voiceless paradise. He decided to stay there until sunrise considering he was not able to sleep with a lot of thoughts lingering in his mind. Things escalated so quickly, it hasn't been that long since they left Elysia but it felt like they've been travelling for long. He acquired a divine artifact, the arrow that allowed him to aid Sorey in his battle. Sorey, too. He grew stronger and determined to face the Lord of Calamity, he wasn't the clumsy kid he used to know. Mikleo can't help but to feel proud of what Sorey have become.

"Mikleo?" Speaking of which, he heard a familiar voice behind him calling his name. The water seraph turned to face the prime lord, Lailah granted with a very serious demeanor as she look at him, "Mikleo, I have a favor to ask of you." He wondered what was this favor about and why does she have to keep it low from everyone, well there was a lot of chance to take with their comrades present but she picked the moment where there's only two of them. He remained quite and avoid interrupting her as he let the fire seraph explain. It must be something serious if she had decided not to tell Sorey first before asking for him, "I know this is sudden but I feel a presence wandering around LastonBell, would you mind to search for that presence? I feel like its a seraph, I would like to meet him. I want to be certain before I tell Sorey about this. So if you may, would you accept my request?" Polite as ever. Mikleo knew Lailah doesn't speak nonsense especially with her demeanor as serious as that. On the note, there were seraphim wandering everywhere, although he doesn't take it much as a deal, the water seraph accepted her request without further questions, the more he ask the more it would take long.

❛ Alright, I'll do what I can. I'll be sure to return before sunrise. ❜

Leaving in the middle of the night for a task was not his forte as he prefer to rest or stargazing but talk about urgency. The water seraph left and wandered into the city, trying to sense that presence Lailah was talking about. His foot tapped on the cold tile as he kept searching, little by little he can get feel a presence and its similar to a seraph. There's no doubt that there's a seraph nearby, though he question why it feels like he was hiding. Its probably just him thinking about that. Mikleo was led by that presence to a young man who seemed to be at the same age as him, if one would comment about physical features but he was not sure either because this seraph might be as well older than him. Mikleo stepped forward to his fellow seraph and politely approach him as to not startle him.

“Sir - you look as if you haven’t seen a Pegasus before. Are they uncommon where you are from?” She watched fondly as the Whitewings flew patrol overhead. The sisters were a blessing sent from the goddess when the rest of the pilgrimage band traveled by foot. It was helpful to let the riders scout the terrain ahead. Not all was as it seemed when Mila’s blessing was waning as of late.

“Jude, I thought of taking a hike out to the sea caves. Would you like to join me?” He wanted a change of scenery. The caves were close enough he wouldn’t have to worry about being gone from home for too long. Lhant Hill was used often enough as an escape that he wanted a different place to stretch his legs.

“Oho, now that’s a curious sight!” No bonds nor tethers to speak of, and they have some sense to ‘em--roaming free!

Drop me a character name and I’ll reveal my muse’s heart!

@evasion-finalist

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗💗 💔 (purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)

FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗 💔 (how close a friend they consider them)

SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗 💔 (wanting to have sex with them)

ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗 💔 (hoping for a romantic relationship)

Rita woke up, and sat up straight.

“Flaming crap! I know how to fix dragon Eizen.”

She got out of bed and ran over to her desk to write the solution down, before she went back to sleep and could possibly forget.

“He’ll hate the transition. You have to kill him without letting him disintegrate.

“(The finishing blow will need to be something like Tractor Beam.)

“He won’t exactly crystallize into a clear Ciel crystal, but it’ll hold for a minute. Then we can convert him to a spirit.”

She went to her closet and got dressed.

“I need Estelle. I can’t do this without her.”