#fragmentednexus

@fragmentednexus​ liked for a T.P.O.L.A.T.E.O.N starter!

For whom weeps the storm, Her tears on our skin The days of our years gone, Our souls soaked in sin

(Before beginning, please state clearly your participating character(s) & their answer to the following questions most truthfully, as they will have certain effects on them throughout the story.)

These memories ache with the weight of tomorrow

Does your character(s):

Believe in Good & Evil.

Or

Doesn’t believe in Good & Evil.

Does your character(s):

Ally with the Light.

Or

Ally with the Dark.

Or

Is neither friend nor foe with the Light or the Dark.

“Rose! Rose, did you hear that? Did you pick up on that message too?”

Things seemed to be a bit better already.

Spending a few days at home did wonders for the psyche, in regards to Bowen Chuuno. His world was one that, while had it's share of politics, wars, etc, it was largely a world at peace.. and his home was truly that of a peaceful suburb. Bright skies, green grass, this was the world that would always be 'home' to him.

Again did he make his way up the long road home, with a trolley full of groceries. Not a lot, of course, but enough to tide him over a tad without getting someone to drive him everywhere. Indeed, as much as he was a skilled Operator, he had yet to acquire a drivers licence.. or a car at that.

And as he made it to his house, along the little footpath to his door, again did his mind hark back to the last time he saw... her.... He could never forget Rose, in fact, every day he thought of her, even if he hadn't been on leave for very long. The heart tends to ache in such thoughts, scared of what might have happened to her.

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Calm.

That was the feeling Bowen had right now. So much fighting, something he was used to from his work.. but on such a level. How they all turned it around... and in the end, Gaelion and his forces would be defeated... the whole multiverse breathing a sigh of relief.

After all the turmoil, one could relax... but he wasn't going to relax alone. Finding the woman that made him happiest, Rosalia Blanchimont, the Sorceress Supreme, he would lead her to a place where they could just sit together for a while, to talk, think... and just enjoy one another's company.

This bench, it's probably seen lots of memories... especially those involving the vending machine nearby. Right now, he was nuzzling her, arms wrapped around her. The happy, affectionate side had come out... like it should always do.

“Of course we have movie night, even if it’s rare.”

Exposure to such technically was limited around here, thanks to royal family traditions, but they still got to enjoy it time-to-time.

“Do you wanna join? There will be hot chocolate too!”

Yeaah, the red heards are the craziest ones xD

“…not a lot. Though it’s always in the grand scheme of things if I want to be dramatic.”