#forzanarkand

for-zanarkand started following you

flowersinadversity started following you

crystallinesnow started following you

Roxas knew better than to so nonchalantly converse with strangers, he really did, but he couldn’t help but gazed at the pressing figures with weary pertinacity and half-hearted caution.

A pressing curiosity is egging him on, urging with a single-minded insistency of terrifying potency. Almost unconsciously, his chest weighing heavy with an anticipated rhythm. In his mind a new song has come, the music of the yet-unknown, a secret, seductive melody that buries beneath the faint edging of genuine human interaction, still shrilling plaintively.

But still he stays, and wears down the floor of his confrontation spot, mentally debating to himself as his grasp on the situation slips between the names and adverbs of the semantic stream.

meeh so tired. gonna take a break from replies. 

I still owe:

thepuppetthief

iwanttocrytoo

for-zanarkand

blue-haired-warrior

She never tired of seeing new places, she often pondered if all this Unversed business had never occurred would she have stayed to eventually take her Master's place in the Land of Departure or chosen to explore the worlds herself. Now that she had actually experienced the outside worlds to some degree, once all this was sorted and if only it was that simple perhaps that would be her calling. However as much as she liked visiting new places she couldn't forget why she was here, having to remain focused rather than indulge in what this particular place had to offer.

Her current pursuit wasn't making this very easy, feeling as though the little blue creature was just messing with her. Usually they were more eager to attack than run off, this one must be an oddity amongst the others. Having to pause to catch her breath caused her to lose sight of the Unverse, it's sleek form easily able to slink into shadows. With no other option less she wanted to continue this little game of tag, she rounded the corner where she believed the creature went only to be met with another face, perhaps they'd seen her target.

// fangs mun is beautiful! c:

Red Stars - The Birthday Massacre

You'd give it,

we'd take it.

You'd build it,

we'd break it.

You sign and we erase it.

You'd feel it,