ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪɢʜᴛ

azure has a chao

their name is siren

{彼が語ります}➺ “Can no one spell in this fucking place? Do I need to let you borrow my dictionary so you can remember where ‘D’ is in the alphabet?”

“Yes! Technically, an alien isn’t always an extra-terrestrial. Aliens are peoples coming into a culture or environment completely different from their own.”

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𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒔.

name. Azure the Hedgehog nickname. Guardian, The Oracle’s Apprentice, Little Sea Spirit, Az’ / Azzy age. early 20s species. Mobian Faterian hedgehog

𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍.

morality. lawful good religion. while Azure knows of, respects and worships all of the known gods in the sonic universe, Lunaria (the goddess of fate and vitality) is the one she swears by. sins. greed  ⁄ gluttony ⁄ sloth ⁄  lust ⁄  pride ⁄  envy ⁄  wrath virtues. chastity  ⁄  charity ⁄  diligence ⁄  humility  ⁄  kindness ⁄  patience  ⁄  justice known languages. Azure is fluent in several alien languages as well as ancient Faterian, and English. She’s likely teaching herself more about the languages of Mobius/Earth so she can feel more immersed and better communicate with planet natives.

𝒑𝒉𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍.

build. scrawny ⁄ bony ⁄ slender ⁄  fit  ⁄  athletic  ⁄  curvy  ⁄  herculean  ⁄  pudgy  ⁄  average height.  scars ⁄ birthmarks. if you consider freckles to be birthmarks, she’s got them on her cheeks and shoulders. abilities ⁄ powers.  hydrokinesis, healing magic, purify negative energies / entities, ‘teleportation’, clairvoyance, adept in wielding and fighting with a spear restrictions. healing magic and other magics used frequently in a short amount of time tires her out quickly. is not fast like sonic or strong like knuckles, but she has impressive reflexes when it comes to battle. huge disadvantage if left in an area with no access to water of any kind, and struggles with self doubt that in turn affects her magical powers.

𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔.

food. undecided, but she does enjoy fruit a great deal. pizza topping. whats pizza dessert. hard candy color. she doesn’t have a favorite, she likes them all music genre. harp melodies  movie genre. whats a movie curse word. it depends honestly, i think she finds a lot of them just kinda funny / endearing 

𝒇𝒖𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒇𝒇.

   azure has a pretty singing voice, though she doesn’t really sing to what could be considered your typical song patterns

   the best way i can describe it is her singing is long and drawn out like a hymn, lacking direction in coherent melody yet still sounding hauntingly beautiful !

{冷凍}➺ He was drifting, FAST. Vision became blurred, making those BEAUTIFUL colors that glistened off the sea something like a water colorPAINTING. His body could no longer move, it REFUSED, and that was something he didn’t seem to mind. It gave him no CONCERN whatsoever. This death was WELCOME.

                                  {冷凍}➺ Clearly, however, it was not welcome to ALL.

{冷凍}➺ The last thing he saw BEFORE his eyes closed was something BLUE, something in the shape of another. His mind WANDERED, he didn’t CARE. All he could THINK about was her. Oh Rin. Her wonderfully groomed fur and her GENTLE smiles, soon he would get to see them again. Soon, he’d be FREE.

                                   {冷凍}➺ Or perhaps he wouldn’t.

{冷凍}➺ It was as if someone was DRAGGING him back from the beautiful lightthat lies before him, someone was TUGGING at his arm. At this point, the strength to put up a fight isn’t anywhere WITHIN HIS GRASP. His eyes openagain, much CLEARER. Everything is as it was before, as if almost no time had passed. Anger WELLS inside him, to some degree, but it’s CAST ASIDE. Though he is clearly alive, he certainly is nowhere near OKAY. Body would remain UNMOVING, with no desire to change. Still starving and covered in his own self-inflicted SCARS, he lets out the lightest groan, and a single word ESCAPES his lips in a horribly raspy and DRAINED voice.

                          {彼が語ります}➺ “… Why…?”

   Healing magik was not an easy task to preform. It required focus, experience, and the know-how to set the clock back so that the wounds would close back up properly. In Azure’s case, she considered herself well-versed enough. But she was by no means as on par with the practice as the High Priest was. It was likely some kind of miracle that he stirred at all- her hope that she could preserve his life before it faded dwindling. Perhaps it truly was Fate that lead him here to me...

   Sitting back on her heels in a huff, the water she’d used to preform the ritual recedes back towards the ocean. It certainly took a lot out of her, and she had a feeling she would still be wary by dawn break. Panting lightly and clasping a hand over the jewel adorning her chest, the hedgehog allows herself a moment to take in her handy work.

   His wounds ---(wondering to herself how they’d even been inflicted)--- closed up. The lesser marks and scratches, at least. She feared the worst of them would still require time to return to a fully healed state- but it should be fine for now so long as he rested. Gold eyes trace the other’s form, taking note of how frail and under-nourished his body was. And for a moment, both gazes are met.

   The question itself leaves her confused and with only more questions resting on the tip of her tongue. Most would be thankful, or even relieved, as it were act kindness and life preservation. But this... mobian, his question implied something different. Perhaps he hadn’t been quite conscious enough to fully understand what it was that was going on?

   Thinking of it from that perspective made sense. A gentle smile appears on her face.