Oct 25, 2017
CHOOSE YOUR CHAMPION!
I. VI. VII.
X. XV.
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CHOOSE YOUR CHAMPION!
I. VI. VII.
X. XV.
| @sanctiichor @magitekelite @starabe @phylxrchus @estrifes |
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@starabe
“That’s quite a scrape.” There’s a faint laugh within the words, though her tone is far from unkind. A tad bit teasing, perhaps. “Luckily for you, I’m sure we have something to take care of that.”
❛ you want me on your team ? ❜ the sudden ( and all too enthusiastic ) question from the other caught him completely off-guard. ❛ but i don’t even know how to play ! ❜ not that he’d turn down the offer; a day at the beach was a luxury ... but he wanted to be taught first. // @starabe liked for a starter.
@starabe -- ;
they all came so the same , even when apart . a tumult of eddying words were hurled upon her like wildfire , remembering violent conflagrations in the street and skidding feet bolting through and away from violent dissidents who believed them better dead . then , she’d been too young . clutched to an anxious mother’s bosom did the al bhed woman dart through streets to outrun her attackers , to escape the noose they conspired for mother and daughter . in the shadows they’d lurk , where she was taught to hide . to run from fear and live in it , no choice could be had . yuna bolted upright from from her bedroll as her breath started sharply , coughing raggedly from such an awful , rapid transition . as though she were being strangled , tears beaded in her eyes and the nightmares never seemed to cease . perspiration clung to where it was cold , a sickly , clammy sensation drenching her hot and frigid .
hands covered her face , fresh sobs heaving from shaking shoulders , she wept . quiet , muffled -- tormented , she wept .
❛ I JUST ------- i need a minute ! PLEASE ? ❜ she sounds pitiful, body half curled in FEAR every time a bolt of lightening strikes the ground near them. but right now she’s hiding behind tidus, small hands gripping at the back of his shirt as she tries to use him as a SHIELD. // @starabe
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impatiently observed the cheerleaders training, a consequence that she unfortunately experienced due to her friend’s request. obviously that Sam were content regarding Clover’s reverie of participating on a cheerleading squad. unexpectedly some spherical object bumped into her forehead causing her to WINCE. ❝ Ouch! ❞ painfully interjected while her fingertips caressed her dermis to soothe the hit. ( @starabe )
@starabe
“Still the same kid as always...” There was subtle disappointment in his voice. One that would easily be translated into a mere taunt; at least, it would for his son. His eyes focused on his son, taking note that the squirt - albeit a squirt no longer - had grown a few inches since he last time he saw him. He was going to be tall, just as his dad was. And albeit he often made remarks about how weak Tidus was, Jecht could easily see the muscles filling out. The strength it took to carry that blade he carried with him. One he noted, which wasn’t the one Auron gave him.
A different pang of disappointment settled deep in his chest at the realization. Even if he deserved it, he supposed. The way he rode him so hard.... even if it was to try and toughen the crybaby up to be just like his old man.