#guided keyverse

@dawnblxde

Someone had complained to a guy about wanting to be left alone, but that guy seemed quite unwilling to listen. Which resulted in the King’s response, to push him away from the scene. The dude tried to fight him, throwing a punch, only resulting in Noctis snapping his arm out of place and breaking it. He then slammed his head against the area the drinks were placed and then kicked him right out the bar window, not seeming to be bothered if that killed him or not. The victim was now safe. 

Traverse Dating Agency

Date with Katherine. Date Fee: $720.38 Customer Comments: "I looked at them once and ran away! (Person in late 50s)"

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“In case any of you needed a reminder this place is a twisting nightmare, ” Katherine mumbled, walking through the streets of the town, unfamiliar in her surroundings.

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Isa was quiet, watching their surroundings. He’d seen this place in reoccuring nightmares, and that left a sinking feeling in his stomach. “I…” it was unfamiliar to the other, and he wished it would’ve always been so. @thelunardiviner

Katherine swung her stave forward, still listening to the blue-haired man, if he decided to say anything. She keyed in on what she hoped was a high point, and cast “Illuminara” hoping that it would light the way better than what feeble light was around them.

Traverse Town | Aged 15 | Back Streets

Katherine raced through the alley, throwing spells left and right at the intruders. She didn’t know what they were, aside form looking like overgrown ants. They looked different from the other foes she’d witnessed. Eventually, she would have to slow down, accept defeat, or at least abandon her attempt to flee.

“Reflera,” Katherine yelped as one of the monsters jumped at her, causing her to lose her footing and fall into a protective roll away. This was easier with others in the party, but for right now it was just her, her stave, and these weird heart-stealing monsters. 

SOUNDS.

tinkling of piano keys / the click of a lock / an engine starting, stalling / sinful whispers / stifled sobbing / the rattle of death / alarm blaring / a siren call / spanish guitar strumming / loud laughter at midnight / banshee screeching / drunk hiccuping / the giggle of a child / rolling thunder / disdainful chuckling / bones creaking / carefree whistling / singing off key / flesh hitting concrete / white noise / a mirror cracking / laboured breathing / a groan of pain / waves lapping at the shore / the roar of a lion / pages turning / swords clashing / deep humming / birds chirping / dial tone / tongue popping / fingers tapping a surface / crystals breaking / music turned up to the limit / raindrops on a roof / angry yelling / yawning at noon / horns going off / ravens talking / bubblegum bursting / splashing water / tea kettle squeal / militia drums / wolves howling / slow, sarcastic clapping / soprano notes / whispering pleas / gregorian chants / mournful cries

VISUALS.

filled notebooks / dogeared books / clean shaves / empty stares / sleeping at a desk / the witching hour / driving all night / restless tides / broken windows / coffee any time / freshly baked goods / bonfires / lounging felines / circles under your eyes / bedhead / tangling in the sheets / leather jackets / paint stains / music sheets / too many tabs to find the music / weary brows / card games / messy ponytails / strained smiles / unsent texts / heart on your sleeve / slow dancing in the rain / star gazing / torn jeans / piles of clothes / filled bookshelves / hurricanes / chapped lips / cliff diving / the lights in venice / stolen kisses / poet shirts / half melted candles / empty coffee mugs / hot tea / unlaced boots / shameless flirting / too young to be so old / laced fingers / eyes in the trees / bloody knuckles / french letters / neon lights / ivy covered balconies

SCENTS.

burnt leaves / turkish coffee / spiced rum / moss / vanilla beans / freshly cut grass / decay / sea salt / strawberries and cream / cinnamon / honey / copper / pineapple / wet dog / pine needles / wood shavings / rainsoaked bark / something sharp, indefinable / russian tea / dandelions / squeezed limes / italian wine / freshly laundered clothes / coming rain / hardtack and gruel / roasting flesh / something cloying in the chest / ichor / lilies in spring / pollen / damp clothes / meatpies / greasy coins / curdled milk / leather / bone marrow / wet cement / ricecakes / open paint cans / cocoa leaves / tar / apples / sandalwood cologne / orchids / molded onions / cheap perfume / mistletoe / rubber on fire / grave dirt / old books / new books / melting plastic / roses / poison oak / sea cucumbers / peppermint hand cream

Katherine shifts under the blunt question. That was her job, it was her job to unsettle those around her by picking them into pieces-- this wasn’t an opening for such behaviour to be reciprocated. But in the interest of honesty...

“Anything before I realised why I had so many new neighbours ties close for happiest memory. It used to be just me and my sisters, shit, Kass and Cole hadn’t even been born yet. But how districts like mine, Eight, are set up, there’s a small community area, and it feels like everyday now-- I know it wasn’t everyday then-- we’d go there. The adults would cook and herd all of us in this big room, a few parents keeping an eye on us...

... I know now that words of hearts of pure lights had reached us, and that something happened to Radiant Garden and there were more than a few kids they were trying to shift into housing... or that was the last time that was a happy memory.” She pulls at the braid to the side of her face, looking at the floor.