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Obsettion / Obsettional

A form of attraction that is in-and-of itself an obsession or based in obsessions. It may feel like other forms of attraction [see experial] without actually being attraction at all, or it might feel like something entirely separate from attraction as a concept. The term was coined with OLD and OCD in mind though anyone with obsessions that align with what I've described above may use it.

Etymology: [Obse]ssive Attrac[tion(al)]

Pronunciation: Ob-seh-tion(-al)

Kezia stares for a few moments, biting her lip and staying silent for a little while before a soft sigh leaves her lips, her icy eyes drifting downwards. Silently, she was hoping he had forgotten about it, but...

“I’m just... r-really curious. You have so much mystery about you... I don’t know your intentions, or... your goals...” She pauses before scratching her head softly.

A small hum escaped the dark flier as she made her way down the castle stairs. It was always fun to see what fun she could have while leaving. With this in mind, she stopped and began riding down the railing instead. Upon reaching the bottom, the small teen immediately fell off and into a pile on the floor atop somebody else. She got up rather quickly, though she didn’t seem very regretful for her actions.

Rhythm dashed forward, his sword thrusting through a bandit that had found his way behind the pink haired healer. Swiftly, he kicked the body off of his blade, stepping in front of Amoria and observing the situation. There weren’t that many left... could he take them on?

Gripping both of his swords tightly, Rhythm took a deep breath, hastily wiping blood away from his lips. Definitely didn’t need to lose himself right now, not with Amoria this close.

“Mmn...”

Kezia currently had her face buried in the map, looking and scanning over every potential road they could be on... and found no exact match. Similar, but unless she was remembering things wrong...

Finally, she let out a sigh of frustration, frowning up at her taller comrade.

nightmare starters

“Mm?”

Lainen’s mind was elsewhere at the moment the paper was handed to him. He still had shivers running down his spine, but he couldn’t determine whether or not it was from the cold or… his previous dreams.

Finally, Opal lets out a long, resigned sigh as she stands up, twirling her blade hard in order to throw the loose blood off of it before withdrawing a cloth, slowly cleaning it. Bodies of the bandits that had attempted to rob her lay strewn about the grass, most cut at the throat or stabbed through the heart.

As she cleaned, she began to notice another presence nearby, and quickly turned, pointing her blade at the man that appeared.