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As much as he missed the other servamp greatly he was thankful it had just been the elder Alicein to come to his rescue, he hadn’t really wanted to see what would happen had it not been. Misono would be unhappy as it was that he hadn’t been back as soon as he had promised he would have been.
“I greatly appreciate that, i really do. If you hadn’t come along i’ve no idea how long i would have been stuck, more so if i had been taken to far away from Misono. Please do let me know if there is a way i can thank you for your help.” He had always been, very careful to keep within the distance they could move freely from each other, not wanting to cause his eve any pain like that. The help still had him by surprise but just maybe it reminded him of when Mikuni has been younger, both the brothers had been such sweet children.
“He very much would and i would never hear the end of it, nor would i have enjoyed worrying him like that. I must be more careful from now on and pay attention to those around me, or possibly stay out of the veiw as much as possible.”
Even saying that, he remembered the last time the same thing happened and knew it would most likely happen again, there weren't any other butterfly like him so it was to be expected people would do this again. Noticing a shady place he’d be able to stay within, he flew to it, before changing from a butterfly. With any luck he’d be able to stick to the shadows as much as possible on his way back to avoid being caught again.
Despite his surprising amount of self-control – the words the other spoke had him frowning a little. The truth was simple: If Misono and Lily had been separated too far, too long? It would have been painful. And that was an unpleasant, frustrating, thought.
“You’re just too gosh dang pretty, Lily.” He muses aloud, in a sigh. Offering a quicksilver smile towards the SERVAMP of LUST – and a playful wink. A quick cover-up to his genuine concern for his brother. Misono was someone who he worried about frequently, despite his EXILE from the ( Alicein Househould ). “What ever are we gonna do if one of these times they refuse to give ya back? We’d have to initiate a full scale recovery mission! Wouldn’t that be funny?” The thought of having to break into someone, anyone’s house, to rescue a captured butterfly? Was hilarious. “I think if someone saw Jeje in their house, they’d just straight up die. He’s so tall! It would be intimidating, for sure~”
He was being PLAYFUL – whimsical, as he always was. Though, Mikuni does raise an eyebrow at the others comment about paying him back. “Ah, nah, forget about that. I owe you a lifetime of favors, watchin’ after little Misono for me. You never need to worry about something like that.” This time, the blond laughs – the sounds is mirthful. It was true, he was ever grateful for the others presence. The face that Lily was with Misono always reassured him and made him happy. He could always trust that the other had his little brothers well being in mind…
“… bein’ careful is for the best, that’s for sure.” He whistles then, laughing a little. He couldn’t blame people for being interested in the BUTTERFLY, Snow Lily was a pretty one… At least it made more sense when people were interested in him. ( he still didn’t understand why people thought s n a k e s where cute nowadays… ) “But, if you’d like? I can walk ya back. I know I’m not allowed on the estate anymore, but that doesn’t mean I can’t escort ya.” He offers, looking at the taller blond.
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( sending myself a question - how silly. :'3 )
( yay for me sending... me... things? yay for tests!
and the insanity it ensues. :’3
- Aula )
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When the younger of the two of them makes his comment, Gladiolus grins a little and shrugs. The truth was he didn’t understand what was running through the younger two’s minds. They were acting goofy, but? The “SHIELD” recognized it as them probably attempting to do their best to not overwhelm Ignis on his birthday/day off.
“I assume they know that already? But, who knows. Noct might be avoiding you so that he doesn’t accidentally start asking you for things – it’s sort’ve second nature for the king-to-be.” Gladio states, making his way over to his friend and companion. Unloading the mini-hoard next to his blond companion.
The golden-eyed man had picked out a few things for Ignis – various little necessity gifts. Things that would make his life easier, such as a thermos for coffee, a better sewing kit, a new travel set of appliances. The boys? Had gone a little more in the goofy direction. Noct had bought Ignis many cans of E B O N Y, as well as a cook book that claims on the cover to know 50 recipes in which you could use Ebony as an ingredient. Whereas Prompto had picked up a stuffed animal – large, round, and plump. Supposedly it was a bird? And the shutter-bug had said he’d picked it because it “looked like Ignis” but? Honestly, Gladio couldn’t see the resemblance. Nor could he say it looked anything like a bird. But? The boys were goofy.
“It’s not a problem, you know that. You needed a break. Hell, you deserved one. Though, on that note… I ordered a cake for you. It’s gonna be here in a while. But? I figured I’d warn you. So you don’t ruin your appetite.” Oh, the times he’d heard that last phrase himself – it was funny to get to use it himself this time. Though, it was somewhat embarrassing for the Shield to admit he had to order it. Ignis was the only real competent chef amongst them. And it wasn’t like he could serve CUP-of-NOODLES and MUG-CAKES for his companions’ birthday.
❛ Ne, Ana, have you ever been so hot that you started sweating ice? ❜
“I wish.”
The first words that left the golden-haired woman weren’t thought out at all. Instead, they simply slipped from her lips. The truth was? Anastasia hated heat. If she could do something like that just to keep her body at a naturally chilled temperature? She would fully take advantage of that skill.
However, realizing she’d just spoken without thinking, the BRAVE of ICE laughs a little before looking over at Isanami. Wonderly, somewhat fondly - when she’d become so able to just speak her mind. “Remember when we first went to open air baths together?” She asks, laughing a little... she remembered that adventure going... somewhat poorly for a few people who couldn’t stay on their own side. “I couldn’t even stay in the water for too long… I don’t handle heat well. A skill like that would be nice, but... I would likely abuse it.”
She could barely manage the STEAM in that place… and though open air baths are lovely, she always finds herself half BOILING ALIVE… Unfortunately. And though she can freeze the water particles in their air to form ice when she was in danger, she was more adapted to using natural bodies of water to create her weapons.
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Possibly one of the pickiest vampires - Lawless of Greed has a terrible habit of picking new Eve’s, and killing them the moment he’s become sick of them. This is usually due to the realization that someone has hit their “limit,” they’ve stopped showing potential. However? Licht has… surprisingly kept his interests, despite everything. And? So far, doesn’t seem to be in any danger of actually being killed by him. ( If his violence is any indicator? Hyde might be the one in danger … )
The Servamp of Greed, Lawless has been around the block a few times - A fan of art, theater, and the ever-changing world, he finds himself fascinated with those responsible for molding the world. People who can leave “lasting changes,” or become “immortal” and remembered … based off of what they can accomplish. Of course, he’s already made his decision on this topic: No one is going to be remembered. Everyone will one day be forgotten, regardless of the degree of what they’ve accomplished… but he does enjoy watching them fail. Even if only to justify the loss that he still can’t quite comprehend.
Enthusiastic and whimsical, Hyde enjoys throwing himself into projects - way too many projects. But? He wants to be part of things. Part of groups. He enjoys being part of moments, memories, and seems to be physically unable to stop himself from wanting to be a part of literally everything.
Or to stop himself, if he finds he wants to be around someone… for any reason. ( However? Unaccustomed to rejection, he finds himself even more interested in people who push him away… )
The main canon route for Gojun - this is where the timeline of Gaiden happens. And prior. He’s a Dragon God, and very serious about his job as the General of the Western Army. He’s a good person, though stern. And, when it comes down to it, he wants to believe that Heaven is better then it is...
But, when faced with the truth of everything, he decides that if he can do nothing else? He will at least be a scribe for the events that take place.
Having seen the others actions - in this verse, Gojun decided to take their side during the events that took place. Once he’d been kidnapped, he’d talked to them for a while, trying to make sense of their decisions. However, having already seen some of the corruption taking place in heaven? He was a little more willing to go along with what they were saying...
It’s true. Heaven is rotting. And they might as well abandon ship before everything simply goes under.
Being reincarnated as an actual . . . dragon wasn’t what he’d expected. In fact: He’s one of few that actually retained his memories after the massacre that their grand exit had been. However, he’d been alive up there for some time still. Not for long, his injuries had been far too severe for that, but...
Nowadays, he’s doing what he can to help them, whether they remember or not. Perhaps it is repentance that he remembers, but they know nothing...
patixntia:
❖ ─ ━ ɩɴⅴеႽτɩնατοʀ She already analyzed the situation that she was in as soon they both stopped there. Even though it didn’t look good she wanted to at least try talking to him calmly without all of this, capturing was out of the picture as she likely knows what they are going to do with the Despairs once captured too plus she didn’t have a gun on her only stun weapons of the sorts. ❝Don’t judge me. Just because I’m small doesn’t mean that I’m useless cause I’m not an Ultimate like you, besides I do have a few skills of my own. ❞ Asano recalled back just stating her own thoughts there, it’s true she does know a few small things but that doesn’t mean she’s useless. Seeing that he took a step back as he said what was next did put her on edge though.
Already knowing what his talent does don’t help her ease her mind about it though, she took a quick glance around to see if there was anything that would help her get around with making the ground fall if she did go to him. ❝Tell me, why do you think that my goal is to arrest you then? Let me tell you this since we are alone right now in this dark cave, my own thoughts about you Despairs there is highly different to what my boss is. Also, don’t think I didn’t do my research either I know what I’m up against….So let see if my luck is with me this time. ❞ She simply sighed lightly, this was going to be troublesome but she hoped that luck was on her side today though it was soon she felt a small wisp landed on her shoulder for good luck though. ❝Well, you overlooked one thing I don’t use a gun, I only weapons that stun people. Although I could just throw my high heels at you to make you unconscious. ❞ With that being said though she thought that if she didn’t wear her shoes it would likely improve her chances maybe so she took them off.
SERVANT laughs a little when she says that – “DON’T JUDGE ME.” As though it wasn’t already human nature to judge everyone’s adherent worth. It was funny to hear, though. Especially in this day an age. As society crumbles around you and the only LAWS that matter are created and reinforced with strict punishment.
Not that SOCIETY meant anything to him at this point. He was with the ULTIMATE DESPAIR. Those whom had forced the world into this absolutely trashed state. “Is that so?” There was absolutely no belief in his tone. If the ULTIMATE LUCKY STUDENT – well, former, believed her at all? It didn’t show. If anything, he sounded more amused by her comments then before. But, his eyes still showed little to no interest. A consistent, degrading, look. She was no ULTIMATE.
She was not H O P E.
Nor could she dream to be.
Not in his eyes. Not in this world. So? It was funny to watch her try so hard – it was about the same feeling someone might get from watching POLICE approach the BIG BAD in an action movie. You know they’re going to be slaughtered. To prove the s t r e n g t h of the bad guy, and prove the necessity of the SUPERHERO. “You work in a unit whose specialty is dealing with the tragedies of this current, crumbling world. Or at least, that’s what your uniform suggests. Am I mistaken in believing that that is why you try so hard, little dog?” He asks in a breath – almost sighing out the words, as through frustrated at why she could believe that she has the right to ask him these questions. “… you have different goals then your boss? Alright, interesting, I suppose. But your unity is one of your strengths in this currently chaotic world. If you do not hunt me down to relinquish me to that brute you call your leader, then why are you after me?”
As she comments about his skill, he says nothing. Simply offering her a dead-eyed smile. He had never believed in his ability. LUCK was not H O P E. If anything – his skill was a tragedy. A curse. But, sometimes? It worked for him. He’d find out whether that was the case today or not. “Do you fancy yourself able to save me?” Komaeda asks, half-heartedly.
She was going to try, then. He could see her removing her shoes and making her way closer, bit by bit. He could hear the ground crumbling ever so slightly under each movement. He knew – if she came out here, fully, they would both go crashing down. And yet, here she was trying regardless. “Should I give you a handy cap, Miss? Do you need me to move forward to give you an actual chance?” This was said in mocking – after all: She’d told him not to look down on her. If she asked him to adjust for her – then she’d be admitting that she can’t do it on her own. And yet, he was giving her a chance to prove herself. She was small, light-weight, she had a real chance. So? He’d remain still as they spoke… watching her movements carefully.
Before the bachelor party gone wrong known as final fantasy xv, Prompto was a friend of Noctis’ back at school - It took him a long time to get to that point. At first, he didn’t have the confidence necessary to bring himself to try to befriend the other. But? Once he’d done what he thought he had to, to make himself who he thought was good enough to approach - he did so. And? After that, they were fast friends. He is a photographer nerd who is quick to offer his friendship, his time, and his attention to those he likes. Of course, he’s not as strong as the others - but? That’s not a big deal. He’s Noctis’ friend, not his bodyguard.
Of course, he still has a few confidence issues. And? He still enjoys talking to others around campus as well - even if he’s not always wonderful about prioritizing his school work.
Ah, road-trip adventure with his friends, on the way to his best friends wedding? Best trip ever~ It’s not as though he’s had a lot of time outside the Crown City, so? He’s pretty excited to get to see all the sights. He’s brought his camera, and so many storage devices for it. No worries. He’s ready to prepare an entire scrap-book of these adventures. ( He’s also pretty psyched to finally get to meet Lady Lunafreya in person - they’ve spoken through letters a bit, back and forth. And? She’s the one who helped him gain the courage necessary to meet Noctis … so? He wants to thank her. )
Despite everything that happens, despite everything that keeps happening, despite the world literally and figuratively going to hell … Prompto is determined to stick it out with his friends. It doesn’t matter what has happened. Which misunderstandings, which events, or which things have been revealed … He won’t leave. He won’t abandon the others. He plans to stick it through, until the end.
[ Contains Spoilers for NDRV3 ]
This is the verse that will be used for most canon timeline interactions, or canon variations of different chapters and trails. Basically anything that happens in the “Gifted Inmates’ Academy” killing game will fall under this tag. :’3 ( I will add more details to this, when the game has been out longer, and I’m not scared of spoiling things for people in my verses page! )
Leader of the group “DICE,” famous for stealing artwork of varying varieties - Kokichi has managed to keep his face and hid true identity from the public thus far. He is a “Phantom Thief,” snatching up artwork and such from different museums. So far? No one knows why he targets the ones he does …
Kokichi targets only artwork that has potential to cause trouble. Being as anti-violence as he is, he has little tolerance for things that are supposed to be safe, but someone made them dangerous. For the sake of people who enjoy art, and should be able to feel safe around it - he would rather snatch up these problematic pieces while they’re still considered ART, and not considered dangerous.
A cherubim ranked angel, Kokichi is a very strong “youth” whose duty is to guard the “GATES” to the “Garden of Eden.” However, given that this is something he can summon at any particular time, he hasn’t had to really worry about where he guards it - as long as he doesn’t summon it to people who aren’t supposed to see it, or go there.
Given his ranking, he is able to summon holy-weapons as well - a guardian measurement, assuming someone forces him to summon the gate, or he can have his wings flare into fire.
His tells about his race - when he feels like showing them, are his wings. Soft and pure white in color, due to his being an “active duty” angel. ( They can blaze out - turning into fire, but he very rarely does anything like that. ) Aside from those, which he can hide, his only active tell is his eyes - each eye has a golden ring around the pupil. Those are his “halo,” which glow when he uses any of his abilities.
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