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Off a moving horse he went, huh? "I will, don't worry.", he agreed. This was better, he'd not get scammed out of his belongings that way - he could, however, make amends for that, couldn't he? It wasn't too harsh of an environment out here, not yet anyway, and Ignatius was willing to learn, too. "A horse? By the gods, no.", he was quick to answer. It showed, didn't it? There was no way to make this any less awkward, much like there was no point in figuring any of this out at all, either. What wa…

One horse was better than no horse and they should be happy about it - he could understand why Azrael would question him or the churches motives, at least a little bit, and he also understood why it was sort of important to him to get that, why, they could have had much more if the church wasn't tight on their own ressources. For now, they should ride. "Only one. We'll get another.", he told Azrael, almost cryptically, until they were out of earshot of the guards that had a hankering for listeni…

The way up was not even as ardurous as he imagined it; it was a nice morning walk with a man that was wise beyond his years and had many things to say. For a bit, Ignatius was actually interested in everything that he had to say, but other than that, he was only half listening, trying to find out what the issue was - well, if there was any, that was. Otherwise, though? He was clearly enjoying this bit of banter as he was being watched closely by the eyes of a fellow priest. They had enough ideas…

It was quick and harmless to actually get through with any of this - there was no way in hell that he’d make the same mistake twice and there was even less of a chance that he’d not get out of the monastery with some thing to use. “That’s still a lot but I’ll see what I can do, really.” They left their lodging anyway and soon enough, Ignatius was smelling the moist morning air - he’d missed it, and he was enjoying it, too. How long had it been since he’d actually wanted to be out here? The last …

The night was long and forlorn; Ignatius dreamt a sleepless world, a dream without answers, a life without distinctions. His trail was a winding path, endlessly long, and his mind a confused mimicry of whatever he had already learned - it was odd, and yet, when the rooster crowed, he escaped himself, in a mirror made of smoke. Were his dreams telling him something? Whatever it was, he didn’t get it - something moved, his fingers twitched and his duty called. Was he to rise? No, it was far too ea…

"My condition? Excuse you very much." His condition was, that he was an obedient little church boy that had never known anything else and right now, he was nothing more than that, again, but he was complicit and obedient about something else. Wasn't all of this just a stupid idea? Why send someone like him out here? "Fine, alright. We'll borrow a horse and if we can't borrow or steal a horse, we'll buy a horse. I hope the monastery has something for us, though." Spending money on stuff like this…

"Seriously?", he asked the demonhunter with a raised eyebrow. This guy was though, Ignatius had to admit, and worse than that, he even knew his way around the place. His perimeter or not, he deflated - there was no reason to question someone else that clearly knew what he was doing and besides, he wasn't someone that ought to argue in the first place. If anything, it was a bad idea to cross Azrael this early, so he decided that why, this actually wasn't worth any anger. "Why do these journeys ha…

"Hm, keine Ahnung. Ich kenne ihn nicht wirklich, ich schätze, das ist eher das Problem?", schlug er Rain schließlich vor. Ohne den alten Mann wäre er wohl nie in Fhaergus aufgetaucht und hätte Rain auch nie unterbreiten können, dass er ihn so mochte, wie er nun einmal war. Hand in Hand ging dabei nichts und ehrlich gesagt war Nayantai sich nicht einmal im entferntesten darüber im klaren, ob es Sinn machte, in seiner eigenen, kleinen Blase zu existieren und den Rest der Welt vor den Kopf zu stoße…

"Oh, and that's so funny? You're a dork.", Ronan expressed - Caelan was like a dog, with nothing but good intentions, but sometimes he yowled about things that didn't even hurt; he was confused by and scared of the silliest things. Did he think that Ronan was going to run off to another country? Definitely not with a war brewing. "Tell you what, I won't run away if that's what you're worried about. How about I take you there at some point?" Caelan didn't seem like he was of a studious nature and…

Cecil wished for Edward to let down his guard just a tiny bit - it didn't help that he always seemed to be so uptight, and it also didn't help that the two of them sometimes had very different ideas of what was best for him. Trusting his knight was important, Cecil was aware of that, but Eddie had the capability to act like Cecil would only ever make the most cursed of decisions, no matter what it was that he truly came up with. Was there any way to get him to relent? Probably not. It was fine, …

"We are fine! We are the kid of a lumberjack, we know how to walk.", they insisted. Otoha wasn't, she was something entirely else, so it was Mikuni who had that idea of his life before priesthood, but even if, it had been more than twenty years that he actually walked that far, or close to that far, with anyone. Right now, he wasn't a kid anymore. "We can go until you need to rest." It was fine. A goddess could keep this body running past exhaustion, even if it was dangerous, but if Genji needed…

Verstünde Runi Stigr richtig, dann hätte er es wohl einfacher, nicht aus der Decke heraus zu linsen. Trug er sie für einen bestimmten Grund? Eigentlich wusste er das gar nicht so wirklich und Stigrs Verhalten machte eventuell so viel Sinn wie das seiner Mutter in den letzten Stunden, die er mit ihr verbrachte. Was sollte das alles werden? Genau konnte er sich das selbst nicht sagen, und doch waren die Weltanschauungen eines kleinen Kindes nicht unbedingt die Besten. Der Wahrheit entsprach nichts…

Dayan still seemed to be on the fence - on one hand, he didn’t want any of this and on the other, it felt as if he was kicking the legacy of his late family around the room by just insinuating he wouldn’t be a wanted king, only a needed one, until they found someone with more ties to this country and a less shattered psyche than him. Couldn’t he at least have one person that supported him? … He had Lucien, that had to suffice, even if he knew that - deep down - he probably shouldn’t trust anyone…

>Cybernetics Headquaters, Dr. Frisks Office Orion wasn’t exactly the nicest partner to have, not when they were someone that would complain about a chipped nail or a scrape on their perfect skin if they could. All in all, they themselves knew they were a pain to deal with, but they also knew that they were quite good with words and definitely interested in seeing Nova fail. “Thank you.”, they answered, took the tea - a nice but quite human gesture - and sat down in their chair. Now, it they coul…

Sure thing. Josiah snorted. Louis was full of shit sometimes, but right now, he’d even believe him if he said every elephant in the world had turned pink overnight and sprouted wings, and now they were soaring through the skies. Maybe they could do that too; grow wings and fly away … it was silly. Where would they even go? They were born and raised in this environment, nobody wanted to give that up. “I know, I know. They can relax when they’re older and confident in their skills, isn’t it that? …

“Good thing you’re cute, though. That makes it a little bit more believable.”, Gin told Kosuke with a stern expression - he was being sarcastic, maybe not about Kosuke being cute, but about the cuteness giving him some new credibility. Unfortunately, the handsome ones often were used as bait by the actually ugly guys so that someone would fall for it, even if they knew not to. “Blunt, honest, handsome, endearing … you have them all. How come you don’t have people flocking at you in droves?” Pote…

Hideyoshi war dem Wahn verfallen, anders konnte sich Akihisa all das nicht erklären - zumindest anfänglich nicht, war die Wut doch brennend heiß in ihm. Sollte er all das an dem Magier auslassen? Akihisa hielt es für Unklug, sich von seinen Emotionen leiten zu lassen, das tat er schon immer, doch auch jetzt, wo er endlich sehen konnte, war seine Freude darüber sichtlich gedämpft. Wieso auch war es für jemanden wie Hideyoshi eine Herausforderung, ihn wiederum in einem Stück zu wissen? Ein Schnaub…

“You’d never scare me.” Nothing about Richard would. To Yujin, Richard was nothing more than someone he loved, someone that wasn’t capable of hurting anyone like him. The two of them had been ordained by the goddess of fate to be together and stay together forever, wasn’t it so? “Now that you mention it, I’m glad that you’ve grown so much already.”, Yujin murmured with a smile. Richard was still hiding in his shell, one that was battered and bruised and beaten, one that wouldn’t protect him fore…

Ich hab' mich endlich mal dazu entschieden zu häkeln, wahoo! Mein Erstwerk, ein fucked up little guy, weil ich einer vietnamesischen Anleitung gefolgt bin. Das hätte eigentlich ein Teddybär werden sollen. Kann ich viet? Nein. Irgendwie doch ganz süß. 37ff508a2e21c58560d0d08567cce261faa3c42f.jpg Bin dann auf die beliebte 1,5 Häkelnadel umgestiegen (said no one ever) und habe jellyfish gebastelt. cffb4f26e39c22c941077dff83ed1a4aad201eb3.jpg Und momentan arbeite ich mit fucking Filzwolle, weil ich …

Richard was a bit of an oddball, was he not? Yujin loved to be with him, he loved to be around him, sure, but he also had to admit that sometimes, it was hard to gauge his reaction to things. "Why are you sorry?", he wanted to know. Yujin couldn't and wouldn't be disappointed over something like this; he didn't care about Richard because he needed help, he simply cared for him because the two of them belonged together, didn't they? "I am." There was giggling from him, and even if he saw the disa…