#numbers0ic.

from the void  ||  @malicedarkened / number 96: black mist (promise) - for your muse to make mine a promise

If he was looking to fluster Shine it was working. Speaking words of such intimacy so close to earshot of Eliphas, to whom Shining Zero had dedicated the very phrase to. Black Mist, why did you wanna stir the pot so bad? His heart leapt to his throat and he almost choked.

This action of course could not be missed by his fellow high rank who was mid sentence and now staring at Shine with a raised brow.

   “U-...Unthinkable. That I should shy away from the extra responsibilities. I will volunteer, Eliphas. If it means that your mind remain focused on more important matters.”

journal entry  ||  observations

032.  I am ‘disappointed’ to learn of Sage Eiiad’s removal from the tower. He insisted that I record thoughts for his collection and study. What now? Do I continue? I cannot record my own ‘growth’ in the manner he did, but should I make an attempt regardless? If he had not asked me to do otherwise, I’d seek council from Eliphas. If Don were here, I would ask him as well.

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Date: unknown   Time: evening   Weather: dark and cloudy

the cruel prince  ||  @malicedarkened gently closes the garbage can lid.......

❝  you have kind eyes.  ❞  ( @prismfractured​ to S0 because I caved pls helpasdfsh- ) the cruel prince  ||  insert joke about ‘seefood’

Perched on her window still, his feet were flighty, tapping as if they were ready to abscond at a moment’s notice. He stared and searched her eyes for recognition of some sort. Something. Anything that showed sign enough that it was safe to engage. His saving grace was Jey herself, who had been the one to break the silence between them where the Sword dared not to.

  “I don’t think so...”

What a very specific compliment.

S0 opened his mouth only to close it again. Believing that it was a challenge made in earnest, it would have been rude to pass on the demand presented to him. He had proved his point as was promised. Number 96 went down instantaneously and it cost zero effort to to so. Releasing Black Mist, he backed off and stood upright.

   “I take suggestions of this nature seriously. Sorry.”

As S0 reciprocated Black Mist’s bow, one arm at his front with the other behind his back, he felt no more ready than when they decided to do this in the first place. Shine knew as much as the library’s texts had to offer. He read the records beforehand, back and forth in preparation for what was sure to be a good hour of looking stupid. Without the use of a partner, he found it difficult to translate the descriptions into actions. It sure didn’t help that what was described on those pages were lacking too. If he paid any attention to the dances back then maybe he’d have spared himself the shame.

Upright, he took Number 96′s hand.

sleeping at last  ||  mist....

Nestled close beside the number, laying on his bellyー Shine ran his fingers along the edges of young crystals that grew from the garden’s bed. Gazing into the refracted light that cast it’s gentle glow in their faces, he swore that he could understand his friend’s meaning. Those bright eyes, the gentle sweeps of his dark hair, the marks that framed his face and body...

S0 propped his cheek in his palm and admired what he saw reflected in the surfaces.