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❛ luke... ❜ wow, she really did miss him more than she ever expected to. the blonde doesn’t hesitate to move closer to him, giving him a soft hug. ❛ i knew we’d see each other again. i just knew it. ❜ she’s walked the earth in search for the trio for far too long. emotions have overwhelmed her, robbing her of the affectionate words that she’s kept aside just for him. but the hug? she hopes that it will tell him everything he needs to know. ❛ we had to. ❜

       The boy was no stranger to a bit of a brawl ( he very much took after his father -- rather, the whole bloody line of Turners -- in that respect ), Jack knew, but he still found himself raising a brow at the state he’d found him in this time. Bruised, bloodied and dirtied as Henry was, however, it wasn’t just mild consternation that he was faced with, but something much fiercer and more visceral. A need to check the lad over, ensure he was alright, and then confront the miscreants responsible and offer them a piece of his mind. Jack found himself having to suppress that urge.

       ‟ Nothing gentlemanly about it, by the look of it. ” Gentlemanly meant pistols at dawn, if he wasn’t mistaken -- and he was glad for both his own and Henry’s sake that it hadn’t come to that. He held out his hand to help the boy to his feet. ‟ Though I’d very much like to know the names of these men of breeding. ”

Memory meme | accepting

                                when    she    arrived    home,    she    noticed    that    the    curtains    were    closed.        the    finding    halts    her    in    her    tracks,    carmen    never    does    that,    she    likes    to    hear    THE    SOUNDS    OF    THE    CITY,    even    in    her    sleep.        letting    the    heat    out    and    driving    up    the    bill    is    no    LONGER    something    she    has    to    worry    about,    and    if    she’s    LUCKY    the    cold    adds    a    sense    of    numbness    atop    her    skin.        but    most    days    she    ISN'T,    most    days    the    countless    blankets-    DOZENS    of    different    patterns    and    materials,    but    all    EXPENSIVE    and    either    dark    cherry    red    or    black    -she    keeps    strewn    over    her    keep    her    from    FROSTBITE.        perhaps    that’s    where    this    little    intruder    has    found    themselves,    TUCKED    into    the    covers    of    carmen    sanders.        what    a    story!        she    can    imagine    the    HEADLINES    already,    a    groan    unfurling    from    a    cherry    coated    mouth.        there    HAS    and    will    be    worse    than    this,    paparazzi    is    RUTHLESS.        but,    still,    it’s    night,    she    wishes    to    REST.        it’s    a    rarity    in    itself    that    she    lets    herself    CLOSE    HER    EYES,    and    the    one    day    she    tries,    of    COURSE    someone    wants    to    test    her    patience.            “        there’s    nothin’    in    here    you    don’t    already    know,    creeper.        you’re    not    the    first    one    to    break    into    my-        ”            her    exhausted    drawl    is    cut    SHORT    as    she    rounds    the    corner    to    her    bedroom,    finding    luke    looking    awfully    like    a    kicked    puppy    for    someone    who’s    in    HER    house    so    late.            “        god,    honey.        if    you    needed    somewhere    to    crash    t’night,    you    could’ve    just    asked.        ”

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     ❛ THERE’S NOTHING TO talk about.  ❜

     she couldn’t even look up from her work as she said it, her gaze focused on the papers she’d been given–––– information about the next stage of reconstruction that she’d been trying to read for far too many hours in–––– between YAWNS, blurry vision, and a few minutes of dozing off here and there. it was clear that she hadn’t been able to sleep for a while.

     kairi wasn’t sure if terra had come of his own accord, or if someone had asked him to come on their behalf, but kairi had to admit that she was SURPRISED to see him of all of the keyblade wielders. his soft voice made it clear he only wanted to help, but help wasn’t something she was willing to accept from anyone.

     not YET.

    ❛ i’ve just been busy. i know it looks better than before, but there’s still a lot to do around here. i haven’t quite had the time to rest. ❜

     it wasn’t true, but it wasn’t exactly a lie. she passed the time she couldn’t sleep by doing extra work, and she had to admit that she was quite PROUD every time she came into the king’s offices in the morning with much more work done than anyone anticipated, but it wasn’t the reason that she was kept up at night.

     she’d just been THINKING too much.

     she turned her head, resting in her hand, towards terra, sending him a small, but GRATEFUL, smile. despite the fact that she wasn’t quite ready to accept any assistance, kairi was still grateful for his concern.

Well,  that  was  a  surprise,  to  say  the  least.  Since  Galbatorix  had  been  defeated,  Murtagh  &  Thorn  had  been  on  the  road  for  the  longest  time,  carefully  avoiding  any  known  route  or  face.  NEVER  would  he  have  guessed  to  cross  paths  with  his  half - brother.    ❛ Dᴀʀᴍᴛʜʀᴇʟʟ... ❜    the  elder  whispered,  not  really  knowing  what  else  to  say.  After  all,  they  still  didn’t  have  the  chance  to  talk  properly.

ven vc: i love terra and aqua sO GOSH DANG MUCH-

How fortunate because it’s mutual!!