SOLDIER.

She took a deep sigh at his words. Oh, how he annoyed her sometimes. With his sense of duty and obligation. Like he was owing his live to the whole world, only because he is part of Class Zero. Well, she was definitely not thinking that!

She didn’t reply at first to his words. She knew he was right, of course she did. But admitting that he was, was anything but her thing. No, Sice was clearly not someone who would admit that: 

“It’s not like I go around and beat random people up or destroy stuff. I just don’t try to make friends with people I don’t want to be friends with. Do you know what they think of us? Why should I try to make people happy who behave around me like that?” Her love for Mother was the only thing preventing her NOT to beat up people and destroy stuff. 

His next words were also not really helping her patience. But it was holding! For now: “And can you see me being nice? To you, for example? What? Should we go on a date. Eat something together. Spend a nice evening as friends and classmates. Laugh about stupid jokes and try not to remember that we are in a fucking war.”

   His face twists, horribly so, as if her suggestion was nothing but burnt food that filled the kitchen with smoke. “Not with me”, Eight says finally, “it’d be too weird. You being nice to me...” it’s repeated, as if he’s trying to wrap his head around it regardless, imaging a Sice who wasn’t so quick to poison her words.

   Then he shudders.

hinata, however, crumbles beneath it. hinata’s pressure is self-caused most of the time, each dead body is a reminder he’s still too weak. but hinata is a good healer, he’s not class 4 for nothing. but he’s someone who takes on everyone’s problems and he can’t carry that much. so while hinata does live up far above the expectations he has as a healer he still doesn’t see it as enough.

           “ I know ”, it’s simple, characteristically so for someone who never learned how to sugarcoat one’s words. He’s sitting on the railing to the balcony, back towards the dying sunlight and throwing a water bottle between his hands. He’s looking at Machina as little as Machina is looking at him. “ We all know “, things never slipped past them. Well, at least not all of them. But if even Sice could tell something was wrong with Rem then Machina’s troubles was as visible as the mountains.

rmbr type0?? the ff where u lose the memories of the ppl who died?? placed during wartime?? w the fistfighter who wont use weapons cuz they take ppls lives to easily?? and prioritizes training over anything (even his idle pose won’t stop moving!)?? cuz heya lemme try & return here again!!

this is a multimuse featuring final fantasy type 0′s EIGHT and OC’s (class 3, class 4, dracoknight) !! plans are underway to add a few more canon muses too !!

@eviqhet ( SUPRISE. YOU’RE DYING )

The speaker feedback screeches, a static hum, tap, tap as the speaker flares to life. A rough, almost gleeful voice resounds  ❛  — Hey digit, your time = 0. Let’s get to it!  ❜

Impatient hands tap against the hard plastic of the megaphone. Might as well poke the guy too, just for the factor of it. Leave it to probability for some job to fall into his hands just before the day was over.

❛  — Don’t keep me waiting exponentially! I’ve got art to make, people to crunch! up, UP!  ❜

   If he ignores it enough maybe it'll go away. Like how the annoying headaches during late nights vanished eventually or the way persistent trainees who bugged him with questions scattered when the conversation remained one-sided. Hinata didn’t have time for things like that. Not when he was responsible for people’s lives.

   Of course, it wasn’t a solve all solution, it never worked over stolen food or on money beggars like —

   ...Ah, they must be dead then.

   Fuzzy memories that didn’t connect to a face nor a name. A sinking feeling in his chest - he never could get used to it ( shouldn’t get used to it ). Maybe the memories should have annoyed him as much as the loud voice did, but they didn’t. His time was up. That didn’t make sense.

   But he had no reason to take orders from anyone but his C.O.