“By the gods..to think I missed so much…”
“Fret not, Lady Sumia. The days lately have been calm, and I’m sure there would be plenty willing to recount events, myself included.”
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“By the gods..to think I missed so much…”
“Fret not, Lady Sumia. The days lately have been calm, and I’m sure there would be plenty willing to recount events, myself included.”

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((..Heavens, when was the last time I was on this blog? I’ve been so busy and also focused on my other blogs that I’ve left poor Libra here in the dust. I’m going to try to be more active here, but balancing two blogs has never been easy for me. Regardless, like this post for a short starter, if you’d like~))
Fan Support || Henry and Libra
I’ve been thinking about doing this for awhile now and I really tried to stay true-to-form to the recipe for supports. I hope this isn’t disappointing. Tbh I was totally surprised that no one’s done anything like this before.
Only doing C-A because Awakening won’t let you S rank men now will it
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((YES GOOD LOOK AT WHO'S BEAUTIFUL SUPPORTS))
Quiet Contemplation || Libra & Olivia
Whilst doing her own job, the dancer had been watching Libra as well. It seemed like the usual where the Monk offered his pleasant smiles to everyone. Yet for today, Olivia felt as if something wasn’t right. His smiles were bright, and it lifted up everyone’s spirit, the pink-haired woman found it odd how those fade rather quickly once he was out of sight. And so—…
With light steps she was detected still, Olivia yelped quietly, startled by the other’s call, “A-Ah… Libra, h-hello…”
As she replied to his call, the lavender eyes peeked over the corner. Timidly and slowly, she presented herself in front of him. “I… I see you’ve been working hard this morning. The woods must have been a heavy jobs, so… I thought I’d bring you some water…!” Olivia then brought her hand forth from behind, and holding in her grasp, was a small leather canteen.
“W-Would you like some?”
Smiling at Olivia, he stood up, yawning slightly. "Ah, do excuse me Miss Olivia. It seems my work today has tired me more than I had expected. Your offer of water is most certainly appreciated, thank you." Reaching out a hand, he gently took the canteen from her grasp and unscrewed the lid. Taking a sip, he let out a sigh of relief. He was far thirstier than he had thought.
Screwing the lid back on, he handed the canteen back to the shy woman with another smile. "It seems you have also finished your tasks, so please, take a seat. It would do you no good to overexert yourself on such a peaceful day."
Brushing his bangs out of his eyes, he continued, "If I may ask, what brings you to this quiet corner of camp? Was there something you wished to ask me about, Miss Olivia? If so, please do. I would enjoy nothing more than the presence of a friend in conversation."
A Decision
((Alrighty, so I've come to a decision as I was working on making this blog active, and I'll brook no disagreement on this. This Libra blog will not ship. This Libra is married to the faith alone. If you are uncomfortable and dislike this..well too bad. It's my blog, I make the decisions on how it's run.))

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1. What's your name?
((I go by Nick. Long story short, it was me being dumb on AIM 7 years ago.)) 2. When is your birthday?
((December 19th, 1994)) 3. Where are you from?
((Northern California, Eastern Bay Area)) 4. Have a crush?
((Not currently.)) 5. What's your favorite color?
((Green.)) 6. Write something in caps.
((DURRRRRRRRRR)) 7. Got a favorite band/artist?
((Not really? I like a lot of artists and bands, can't choose a favorite.)) 8. Favorite number?
((14)) 9. Favorite drink?
((Sprite.)) 10. Tag Ten People
((Uhhhhhhh....ask-laurent, fulgetrumxvindico, lonqulikesgirls, epitomizingperfection, flourpicker, daughterofthefuture, lostmemorytactics, annnd..uhhh yeah that'll do it for now my brain is not working.))
Quiet Contemplation ((OPEN)) || Libra & ?
The day was a beautiful one. Clear skies, bright sunshine, and combat was nowhere in sight. Despite his skills, he never liked taking a life, even one that was determined to take his own. He knew it was unavoidable, and yet he mourned each life he had taken.
After he had completed his morning tasks, namely chopping more firewood for the camp and moving some of the heavier supplies, he began to take his normal stroll throughout the camp, greeting all who crossed his path with a smile and kind words, stopping whenever someone called for assistance. All in all, it was a good stroll, one he would be proud of regardless of the situation.
Satisfied with everything, he found a quiet corner of the camp and sat on one of the logs that had been left when he the firewood had been gathered, and sighed. Today was good, and yet something felt off. Looking to the sky, he wondered if something from his past was nagging him from the back of his mind. He brushed it off however, when he haerd footsteps approaching him. Turning towards the source, a warm smile graced his face again as he called out, "Greetings, friend. What brings you to this quiet corner of camp?"
"Milady Queen, I heard tale that it was your birthday recently. As such, I have made you a small token of my appreciation for all that you have done for us. I had asked a fellow member of the faith for their assistance, and my request was fulfilled. Please, take it and my thanks." Cupped in his hands was a relatively small wooden box with a crank on the side, and a bright smile was on his face. ((HELLO MILADY IT ME.))
Robin listened with a smile as her comrade spoke, happy to see the man, not to mention that the smile that never left his smile was somewhat contagious.
" I would never have been able to do the things that I have done without the Shepherds, so please have my gratitude as well for the times that you have supported me. I shall be sure to return this kind gesture once summer rolls around once more. Please give my most sincere gratitude to the kind soul who helped you as well. "
Done with her tiny speech Robin gently took the box in her hands and inspected the woodwork by gently running one of her fingers over it in a slow motion." It’s beautiful, such skilled handiwork.. ..May I? " Her eyes fell on the crank on the side, her gentle smile never wavering from her face.
Bowing slightly, Libra nodded. It pleased him greatly to see such a warm smile on the Queen's face. He had hoped it would bring a smile to her face, but he hadn't expected such an overwhelming feeling of joy.
"Milady, you pay me far too much credit. I did only as any servant of the faith would. The ones you should truly be thanking are the others, all I did most of the time was offer comforting words to those in need of them. Nothing more, nothing less." His voice was softer than normal as he spoke, remembering many a time when a teary friend came to him for words and a warm embrace, knowing that solace may not be found on the battlefield, but comfort would be found in the arms of the gentle priest.
Noticing Robin's gaze fall to the crank, he nodded again. "Please do. I'll be sure to let my friend know that it was such a success. Crank it slowly, it's a bit on the delicate side, Milady."