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          “ and that’s precisely why i thrive on it.  to watch your enemies tremble beneath your blade before the kill… there is no sensation like it. ”  cinder’s lips curl into a devious smirk, flexing the bony fingers of their cursed hand in and out of a fist.  how the arm spewing literal clouds of darkness ate away at them from the inside out when negativity grew near, but simultaneously brought cinder to a new high they’d never experience anywhere else… it was an addicting cycle that only wrought destruction of others and self.  

he plans on getting home sooner rather than later.

no matter, though! what he thinks of the situation doesn’t change the fact that he’s got an apartment that he’s expected to live in while within this city with an emphasis on a curfew. there’s an undeniable part of sun that’s curious as to what is so dangerous out there, but he isn’t about to find out on his first night. after being pointed in the right direction, he makes his way towards his temporary living space. emphasis on TEMPORARY. and, hey, he gets a roommate, too! at least he won’t be alone.

a swift movement unlocks the door─ he doesn’t knock, it’s his own place, right?─ and sun’s practically trampling in. blue hues immediately befall the figure already in the living quarters and a grin spreads ‘pon his expression.

“ yo! soo... unless i’m in the wrong place, which i DOUBT since my key opened the door, you must be my new roommate! ” he extends his hand after crossing the room in a few strides, “ my name’s sun wukong! good to meet ya’! ” 

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▬ As the highest tier of Buddhist monks Sanzo should disagree with this statement. All life had meaning and it went against several teachings to take it. However, he wasn’t a practiced Buddhists and took several lives himself- he wasn’t even vegetarian. He could agree with this statement, at least partially.

Okay so admittedly the goose only understands a little about human fashion (Like how bows, crowns and capes are all rad.), but that seems like a ridiculous amount of belts on that guy’s person. Like there’s so many and for what purpose? Does he sell them? Use them? Are they special belts?

Clearly answers have to be found, so the goose, using a little help from its new anti-gravity boon quietly floats next to Sephiroth just high enough for his neck to reach out and pull one loose. He flaps his wings! Victory! Now to poke and pull at his new prize. What secrets does it hold?

The situation that stood before him unwillingly put Aymeric in quite a tight spot. Of course it was no surprise that he was tense, the foreboding realisation that he was far away from Ishgard, and in the hands of a situation beyond his control, was no less taxing and concerning than governing a kingdom. Even this individual stood close to him was making him feel uneasy, however, considering what he’d gone through in the past, Aymeric loved to think this was nay in comparison. He was sure not to intrude or overstep any boundaries, despite being thankful that he still had his strength in tact, for the most part. He cleared his throat nonetheless, not in an obnoxious way, but more calmly, his expression stern, but his tone anything but hostile.

“If I may ask for your attention--” Aymeric began, looking onward and disregarding how different they seemed, along with an aura that he couldn’t quite put his finger on. It took no fool to sense something off and be wary, but, what else was there to expect when thrust into something quite dire. Was it worth focusing in on little concerns as opposed to the bigger picture? “You seem quite as concerned as many are, I must say, unless I am just assuming. You wouldn’t happen to know anything more about this predicament, would you not? My apologies if I am overstepping here.”

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 ❛  it’s all very predictable  ❜

it’s a little disconcerting to hear that from such a stern-looking individual,   expression hard to gauge and words harder.   she doesn’t really know how to react around people like that;   too similar to the standoffish nature of her brother,   but without the familiarity of blood.   she tries to think of what to say,   but her humor keeps coming off awkward.   what can she say,   he just makes her a little awkward.

(   ha ha,   it’s not like this guy is the type to destroy the world,   right   ?   )

❛   then   ------   maybe you need a new hobby   ?   gardening could be an adventure   !   maybe   ...   mix the seeds and see what you get   ?   ❜

Meeting new people was nice, being somewhere new was far from what she wanted right now but it was what it was. Aerith was thankful she was not alone in the matter but that wasn’t not the point right now...she missed those from her world, she missed Tifa...she missed Barret’s loud inputs. She missed Cloud. Aerith just missed everyone and being without them going on how far they had gotten...how close they seemed to their goal. 

Something seemed cold in the air, something seemed suffocating around. It was not that she was in this odd new world- something else that she couldn’t put her finger on. She simply shook her head- she had to shake off this feeling didn’t she? She had to push away this silly feeling. Aerith’s fingers dug into her dress and moved forward, unfortunately her body collided with someone- great job Aerith.

           “   I’m so sorry… I wasn’t focu--..  ”

the city is open to you, sephiroth surprise; welcome to terra.

you will be housed in celestia apartments C8, where you will find a black pool noodle to replace the weapon taken from you on arrival. the color gives it additional edginess value.

you will retain your cool wing manifestation ability to use at your discretion. hey, if you only have one wing, do you just fly in circles?