SUP we throwin down? HUH? HUH?? also hello always nice to see a rey in these parts!!!

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, itty bitty baby!

You will be housed in HOUSE 114.

You’ll retain everything you were given previously.

PLEASE NOTE: As you were removed in an activity check you have one week to make three IC posts else you will be considered inactive once more.

If there was one thing the Fire Keeper considered herself good at, it was reading people. Guiding the chosen undead in the right direction required the right amount of perception; which thankfully she had. Knowing when someone needed space or a metaphorical shoulder to lean on had been a big part of her job; but sometimes just a silent presence was enough too.

The humanity just beneath her skin began to writhe as she approached the stranger; odd, but not completely unwarranted. Perhaps the voiceless mass could sense something about him that she could not. He definitely appeared to be more intense than the others she’d met thus far. No matter, if she could offer help to countless undead for hundreds of years, what was another brooding stranger?

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回 — patching a wound.

          “ —HEY NOW, gimme that— ” knotting her brow, she approached carefully, reaching for the damp cloth gripped in his hand. maybe he wanted nothing to do with her— maybe he would spurn her attempts like always, shoulder that pain alone… but he didn’t have to, and she needed him to know that, “ let me help you— ”

     to her surprise, when her fingers touched his, he was still, meeting her gaze impassively, but when she searched his eyes… she found something else. they were so much like her own; he was… confused, unsure, like he hadn’t been touched like that in a long time… like he no longer knew what it felt like. they said a thousand things, in a thousand different ways, yet none of them promised her harm, nor whispered of a single threat. he was coming apart before her eyes, and for once, she was the first to look away.

     rogue lowered her eyes, calmly taking the cloth from his slackened grasp, and folding it in half to press it against his wound. he didn’t make a sound, or move a muscle, but she could feel him watching her intently, like he was waiting for something. a silence heavy with wanting, the things they left unsaid, swallowed them both, stifling the world around them for what seemed forever. her brow grew heavy once noting the gash reaching across his bare chest, splitting his face in two— there were stories in every scar, of which she’d only seen glimpses, felt only inklings of anguish.

     she didn’t know why, but whatever was holding her back stopped trying, and the words fell from her lips so easily—

          “ … you ain’t alone. ” she’d kept it all inside long enough. they were so much more alike than either of them realised, “ … ah just want you t’know that. ”

all the lightsabers

     SHE WAS ADRIFT HER THOUGHTS; lost to a sea of hows and whys, questions asked to nothing and nobody--- and only her own voice echoed back. she wouldn’t find any answers in the horizon, but it sure was pretty to look at though, even while her head was a mess. the way the stars peppered the night sky, the moon peering through the clouds and casting shards of light upon the ocean’s surface, dancing between the waves. this ‘ savior's respite ’ place was a nice distraction, but that’s all it was--- a distraction. it couldn’t solve all her problems, nor could it balm the ache in her chest.

     standing at the cliff’s edge, the wind whistling by and tousling her short auburn tresses, rogue tucked a stray lock behind her ear like it would help any. the cold was biting at her cheeks, setting into her bones, and she hugged herself in an attempt to fight off the chill, albeit to little avail. for the first time in a while, she was letting herself hurt. no-one else was around to see it, so why bother hiding it? still, she wouldn’t cry--- she wasn’t sure she knew how anymore. any tears she had left had probably dried up long ago.

     a shift among the bushes behind her--- she opened her eyes, brow low. without so much as a glance over her shoulder, she made her warning crystal clear to whoever it was lurking around.

Welcome back to scenic Isola Radiale, Kylo!

You’ll be staying in HOUSE 144!

You’ll retain everything you had previously.

Enjoy your stay!