#seiikat

There’s still rubble and debris everywhere, Ja’far is still coming to his senses after Sinbad’s brainwashing. Only an hour has past since Sinbad’s apparent death and the only thing Aladdin had told him was Sinbad said “I’m sorry, and I hope this makes up for it”

He still has no idea what that means, all he’s doing is standing there, occasionally helping people clear rubble and debris and search for survivors. That’s when he spots the young man though, that poof of lavender hair and tall gangly frame completely unmistakable. Is he seeing things? Is he still under some kind of control then? Who was sending him these hallucinations?

Shaking his head he tries not to cry and comes closer. He knows somethings not right, maybe it’s someone else after all, maybe he’s just seeing things. Maybe it’s the side effect of having a “””””god”””””” fish around his brain and change things at random.  

⁜The world of outsiders fascinated Rurumu, she’d come to enjoy the rich cultures and ways of life that were being shared with her since she’d began to stay in Parthevia. She would be leaving soon, because unfortunately she’d had to decline the emperor’s request in Imuchakk provided aid in the war. They couldn’t afford to sacrifice their own armies and people from a war they had no rightful part in.⁜   

⁜This was a shame though because she was reluctant to go back home so soon. After getting a taste of being out mostly on her own, ditching her escorts frequently to go exploring and taking in the sights of the city, it seemed like such a shame to go back to where her father could decide everything for her again.⁜  

⁜Needless to say she was looking for a distraction as she mad her way through the city’s bustling marketplace and found one when she noticed two small children. She had no way of guessing how old they might be, because everyone here looked much younger than they were to her, but she’d heard of their lot from her guides. Apparently, in places other than Imuchakk, when a child’s parents died they were often left to their own devices without being given the care they needed.⁜  

⁜Without much thought to it, she made her way over to them, taking a knee at once so her size wouldn’t intimidate them quite so much.⁜  

❀When Nomi had admitted she’d been having nightmares about the Mariadel company, she hadn’t expected a whole knight to come and protect her! She wasn’t super familiar with Mystras just yet but he seemed really nice and cool so she was happy that he was spending time with her now. She wasn’t even really tired yet since the excitement of having new friends was giving her energy, nevertheless she got ready for bed and tucked herself in because she knew it was her bed time now. She wasn’t used to having one of those yet, since her parents had never cared how late she stayed up, but Rurumu had told her if she got the right amount of sleep that she’d be able to do more during the day.❀

“But where’s Oso-kun??”

Meme. 🗲 @labyrinthus-magici 🗲 Accepting.

That warms his heart more than anything, lets him know he’s doing something right. For all the hardship that has faced Aladdin, for all the hardship that will come; Ja’far just wants him to feel as if he has at least one place to call home. That is Sindria’s purpose afterall, to provide for those with nothing else. Ja’far reaches down, ruffles the boy’s hair. 

☾Normally Kil didn’t have a minute to spear after she was done announcing in the arena, in fact although it was still work it was the closest thing she would ever get to free time. Still, since she was ahead she had some time, not much, and though she could have tried to relax somehow she instead made her way to where she knew their star fighter would be putting down his gear.☽

☾The match had been hard on Masrur that day, she’d been able to tell that much just from her position watching the fight. She didn’t think he’d gotten any substantial injuries but she still wanted to be sure that he was okay. Even though Maader had ordered her to stop trying to train the child to join the others, because he was too stubborn for any punishment or reward to convince him to give up, she still did consider him as much her responsibility as the other children there.☽

☾Once she found him, still covered in blood from the fight, she hastened over and managed a small smile.☽

“Hey, you were amazing out there! Here, let me help you get cleaned up!”

💝   :   give a box of chocolates to my muse. ϟ Valentine’s Day ϟ Accepting

Ja’far smiles, gentle and calm, accepting the gift given to him. While this holiday was generally troublesome – particularly when dealing with Sinbad’s every growing fanclub, it was nice to take time to show appreciation for your loved ones. In turn, Ja’far had been up baking in preparation. Of course he would want to gift his friends and family with something. Ja’far hands her the box of sweet he’d made for her, placing an affectionate hand on her head.

Send "Don't be scared" for your muse to find mine injured and alone        

☾Kil jumped when she heard the voice, curling in on herself and receding deeper into the corner that she hid in. When she’d heard the commotion of intruders and seen what this man and his companions had done to Lady Maader, whose corpse had been done away with already, she’d hidden herself in hopes they wouldn’t come for her too.☽

“Plea-please don’t-don’t kill me.”

☾The nine year old’s voice was meek, pleading. She wasn’t very assuming either, all bruised and scarred up, a thick metal shackle around her neck. There was no mistaking her position but she knew she was a witness, and Maader always said they couldn’t let witnesses go.☽