#sunablaze

Nice wasn’t usually one for video games, but he was actually pretty good at them. In fact, if there was one thing he could say about himself, it was that he was more than capable of getting the high score on any arcade machine on his third try or sooner--and that held true even at this city’s Owl Finch Arcade.

Except for one game: the claw machine.

“Tch.” Nice glared at the stupid thing as his prize slipped out from its useless, fickle claws once again. He knew it was designed to be impossible, but he’d seen people get lucky countless times before and it was his turn, damn it.

He reached in his pocket to give it another go before realizing he was out of spare change. Great. 

late night self reflective asks 🌙 

waning: what is your biggest regret?  

|| ♜ ┈┆⊱ To say that Edward has regrets would not be a lie in the slightest. He regrets having that extra bite of sweets in the morning. He regrets not having tended to his studies when busy practicing cricket. He regrets the things left unsaid between him and his former prefect, questions with no answers, and the loss of happier times that can no longer be recovered– well, not with that attitude. 

The list goes on and on, from very minor mistakes, to arguably heavy topics, but anyhow. To Edward, his biggest, greatest regret is associated with childhood. Recalling the bitterness and spite towards his younger cousin Ciel (he whom has been given everything and anything on a silver platter; from family name, to status, to fiancé, to love and affection and attention– good heavens, why a brat like him?!) 

Having held onto that immature spite, even after his supposed “death” and “return to life,” you can most definitely say that he regrets allowing that very gesture to prevent him from getting close to his cousin when as children. Hell, it even preventing him from playing nice with the boy. And after all that’s happened to the young rightful heir Ciel Phantomhive, why wouldn’t Edward regret it?

sweet dreams: are you happy? 

No. 

Allen didn’t generally get anywhere near the Chateau. It stunk of richness and honestly, was a little too garish for his taste. He didn’t know if it was because he grew up as a street urchin, but he always felt really out of place at lavish areas like this. Yet here he was, making a small delivery to the chateau’s kitchens because he needed the money.

He was distracted enough, however, by all of the richness of the place, that he knocked right into someone. Which, in turn, made him spill the box of ingredients and scatter it’s contents. Quickly, he dropped to start gathering up what had fallen while trying to get an apology out at the same time.

“Looks like you got a lot of work to do. Better get to it. And no cheating! I hate cheaters, ugh…”

                 Taking a walk in the park on a Saturday afternoon was always nice-- A thing he didn’t get to do all that much back in Kamurocho, especially since he was the one to build a concrete monster on its biggest park. Might as well enjoy it here.

                 A cigarette in his hand, he puffed out smoke as he suddenly heard slightly distant singing. Turning his head, he noticed a teen on a hilltop by himself, practicing some sort of song and dance? Heh, what a loser, he thought for a moment, but honestly? He had some pretty good moves!

          She could hardly contain her soft chuckle, though she attempted to conceal the smirk with a shake of her head. “Is that right?” Raven droned, monotone. “I happen to be in the same business.... sort of.”

(≧∇≦) = What makes the character happy

Hakunohadn’t expected to find Prince Soma moping in the Starlight Gardenduring her daily patrols of the city…nor did she expect him to beactually be crying over something. Well! Hakuno had enough experiencewith royalty that leaving them upset was a bad idea and havingmemories of Saber crying only made her even more guilty at evenpondering the thought. She approached him cautiously, not wanting topanic him if she could avoid it.

“Soma?Is everything alright?” He simply turned at her and, his tearspresent but ignored, simply gave out a command. A command perhapsfitting of a king before his subjects.

“Amuseme, Hakuno!” The accompanying smile clashed greatly with his tears.He seemed to want a distraction from…well, whatever had him upsetin the first place.

Hakunotilted her head and brought her left hand to her face in thought. What could someone plain and noteworthy like her do that could amuse a prince?

“Oh! I got it!” Maybe an anecdote about Saber? “Have I ever told you about an old friend of mine? She was a brave and bold king who served reign over a mighty empire. However she was also something of a show off and loved to flaunt both her strength and her body.” 

Hakuno’s face started to flush read as the mental image of what she was about to say formed in her head. “She told me that she once managed to wrestle a lion and choked it to death to emulate her hero Heracles. She also told me she did so while naked.” Her face got even redder as she said that.

“I mean, why would you wrestle a lion in the nude?? Who..who even does that?”