#resolvebound

@resolvebound said :

📜 Olexa and freed 😂

meme // accepting

Freed: Please, I'm begging you go to a doctor. Olexa: I'm sorry is this OUR stab wound? Stay out of it.   

Olexa: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.-- [translation: I’M SORRY] Freed: What's that? Olexa: Remorse code. Freed: I'm even angrier now.   

Olexa: Freed, stop! This isn't you, you've gone mad with power! Freed: Well of course I have. Freed: Have you ever tried going mad without power? Freed: It's boring.   

She blinked. Once, twice. Then, blue eyes narrowed into a glare and she took off her gardening gloves to swap them for her regular gloves. Taking the moment to not address the wrong ice mage's sudden appearance in her presence, she surveilled the work she had been doing in the guild garden and deemed it satisfactory.

"Okay," she said as she levelled her stare at Gray, "why are you suddenly coming out of the shadows?" Aren't you supposed to be somewhere in the mountains right about now?

"I just bought myself a very nice coffin ― which, unfortunately, I cannot in the near future avail myself of its designated purpose. Would you like to use it as a bed in the meantime ?"

🕯 CONVERSATIONAL SENTENCE STARTERS 🕯 - @resolvebound

"Hm?"

The seith mage glanced over, but only for a half-second -- he was right in the middle of mixing a drink, trying to practice the recipes from memory. Hibiki had mentioned his ability to 'eyeball' measurements was getting far better earlier that day, and he was intending to test it (Jenny, bless her, was willing to taste-test as long as he made her favorite).

The right glass, the right amount of vodka, and -- just for her, a little pick-me-up -- a floral decoration sitting against the sugared rim. He slid it over with a grin, waiting for the positive response before turning back to Freed as Hibiki nudged him into taking a break.

"Well..." He smirked, walking at Freed's side as they headed for the door, "it ain't the same, but it's got its own charm, ya know? The people are great, and I'm learnin' a lot -- turns out I'm pretty good at this bartender thing. Now I understand more of what Mira used to say back--" He stopped himself from saying home, his smile faltering only slightly before he picked it back up. "Back at the guild."

He felt a pang of guilt, still, when he caught himself, but it just felt...wrong to call a place that'd been taken away 'home.' Acknowledging that it had been taken felt even worse, but he'd come to terms with that, since they'd arrived here. He hadn't come to see Blue Pegasus as a home, yet, but it was definitely a good place to be for the moment. For...most of them.

His smile really did falter, then, his expression a bit somber. He didn't glance back -- he knew around where Laxus was, and didn't want the dragon slayer to catch the glance and think something was wrong. Laxus...fit in, in his own way, but his frustrations were writ plain where most couldn't see.

Bixlow tried not to meddle, he truly did. But he didn't want Laxus to resent their time here, either. Ichiya's reaching out had helped considerably, at least, so he felt somewhat more at ease, but...

He once again brought his grin back, an arm around the rune mage's shoulder.

●●●●●●●●●● | ATTRACTION

●●●●●●●●●● | AFFECTION

●●●●●●●●●● | INTEREST

●●●●●●●●●● | LOYALTY

●●●●●●●●●● | TRUST

10/10 !!! NO NOTES!!!!! PERFECTION!!!!

---- PROMPT // ACCEPTING

⚡︎ Medical Professional Sentences ⚡︎ - @resolvebound

He didn't remember passing out, or what he'd been doing before. Didn't remember why he was here, in this too-clean room that reeked of antiseptic and nothingness with something stretched across his face, the feeling of elastic across the back of his neck making his skin crawl. Every sensation was familiar but he couldn't make sense of it, coherent thought slipping through his mind's grasp like wisps of smoke. Every breath burned his lungs as he bolted upright, grabbed the mask -- that's what it was, he remembered that now -- and pulled until he heard something snap and it dropped to the bed beside him. His heart drummed in his chest, blood roaring in his ears. He could feel the strange prickling against his skin as his magic arced from throat to tongue to teeth to lips, across his jaw, his shoulder. A few voices -- some startled, some wary, one...calm. A name -- his? He thought so. The calm voice came into better focus, to his right, his gaze finally torn from the middle distance to try and catch some reminder, something to --

lucy was hyping herself up, it was the best way to go about things, really. it was her first solo quest in…huh. it was … her first solo quest. she decided the butterflies in her stomach were more for excitement than nerves. natsu was hellbent (too soon?) on rebuilding and…she couldn’t fault him. she knew it wasn’t his fault but he could be stubborn. and gray was. well. she didn’t know. and erza— no! this was a lucy solo! she will do fine and be fine! she was a strong celestial spirit mage and she had some new tricks up her sleeve and the quest was more research focused over in delphinium city. it was perfect for her (and levy, she missed levy suddenly, with a pang).

but lucy would do this! and she will succeed!

she settled in her train compartment, nothing too fancy but it was nice enough. her bag was on her lap and lucy leaned her head against the window as she waited for the train to depart. her fingers tapped on her lap, it was an old tune to a song she hadn’t listened to for a while. maybe she should pick up a music lacrima soon. it felt like a decade since she had enjoyed a nice song.

as the train whistled, lucy could hear the sounds of people outside her compartment door. her eyes kept flickering from the magnolia scenery to the door, hoping perhaps for company — for anything. and yet, when the train began to move there was nothing. lucy let out a sigh.

wait a minute. there was no reason for this! a bright smile filled her face and lucy’s hand went to her side and grabbed where her keys were. with a finger holding the end, lucy willed the door of the lion to open.

♡ @caelitus

Mary ended up entirely too focused on Rogue.

It wasn't often that her duties at Lamia Scale ever overlap with another guild, but apparently this time, there would be a brief communication. In person was safest - since it was regarding sensitive information. Collaborations had their perks.

Unpredictably, Mary has missed her dear friend. She was delighted to see him here. Some part of her doubted that they'd be awarded that luck by unseen forces, but he's here.

And as Mary waits for Logan to return from his meeting ( he was substituting just for the next two days ), Mary takes the chance to catch up with Jellal, and discussing what they'd been up to.

Eventually, Mary falls quiet, and her gaze focuses... Elsewhere. Not directly behind Jellal, but somewhat to his left. She sees Rogue step out, and quietly interact with some of his guild mates. Her heartbeat begins to accelerate - but for all of her excitement and delight, it was also agonizing. To have him right there, yet to be unable to even speak to him...

He is so beautiful. The love of her life.

The corner of her lip curls up into a smile involuntarily, but she quickly catches herself and places her fist over her mouth.

Their gazes meet only for a brief moment ( he probably smelled her there ), but the moment is lost the instant she hears Jellal's voice─a little too loud. It startles her, though she manages to barely flinch.

Her eyes focus back on Jellal instantaneously, and she's both... Mortified and relieved that his lips aren't actually moving.

Instead he sips his tea, in perfect, calculated calmness While Mary probably looked like she'd seen a ghost just now.

Heat begins to crawl its familiar way up her face, and the witch blinks rapidly. Staring? Was she really staring for that long!?

Gods, how embarrassing.

She hides her face behind the hand that she's now resting her forehead against, and it's not the best attempt. At this point, she cannot even maintain eye contact with Jellal. Her gaze falls on the table's surface, pathetically.

"I-I forgot where I was," she laughs the words out, and although she's bluffing, it comes out rather convincingly.

"I have a crush on a few celebrities, sue me!" She lies again.

A half-lie.

Mary did indeed have a handful of celebrity-crushes, once upon a time. She now only has eyes for one person. But Jellal doesn't need to know. It would be nice if she ever could share that part of her life with Jellal... But the most important thing now is to protect the integrity of her beloved.