#;; ˢʰᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵉᵗ (4)

[iudicicm]

❛ I’d long since stopped feeling sorry for myself about it. ❜

Sarah J. Maas ask meme || Accepting

"Oh?" Her voice is soft as she looks at the other, head canting to the side in curiosity. Perhaos Zerena had been stuck in her head again, which might have resulted in her expression being less than pleasant. It wasn't that she felt sorry for herself exactly, just that she could never seem to drag herself out of the past. Could never forget the stench of copper on her nose, or the pain she had felt in her chest upon Mithos's betrayal.

"I'm glad you were able to move on. It's not so easy for others, it would seem."

@shuanghe

[iudicicm]

starter for @classywritings

“You shouldn’t be here.” Zerena’s voice is clipped, her expression filled with concern as she approaches this new female. Navy hues glance towards the remains of the Desian Human Ranch, before looking back towards the other. “Those ruins are still filled to the brim with traps - even I don’t know what could set them off.” There were also monsters lurking within the abandoned building, & the half-elf had no desire in provoking them. “We should get out of here, and quickly.”

[iudicicm]

@zelotae || cont.

She feels herself stiffen at his cold reaction && she reels backwards a bit, arms clutching her sides beneath her cloak. Navy hues watch him as he glances her way for a moment before ignoring her. His silence causes an uncomfortable sensation of dread within her gut, her smile fading from petal pink lips. Almost cautiously, she steps closer.

“Zelos . . . have I done something to upset you?”

She couldn’t possibly imagine what she might have done, but she attempts to think back anyways. Had she said something wrong? But . . . what was it? The half-elf wishes he would communicate with her.

“Please, tell me what it is – did I upset you in some way?”

[iudicicm]

💎💎💎~

Three things that come to mind when your muse is mentioned || Accepting!

“Mysterious, handsome, a bit silly, and . . . I care deeply about you.” A faint hue of pink dusts the apples of her cheeks, navy hues looking elsewhere to avoid eye contact.

@zelotae

[iudicicm]

you’re lonely too.

Deathless Sentence Meme || Accepting!

      “For what I’ve done, I probably deserve to be.” There’s a touch of bitterness on her tongue as she turns her face away from the stranger, so he couldn’t see her expression as easily. There were things in her past she preferred not to think about -- would rather forget. But forgetting about them won’t make it disappear, nor will it make the others of this world forgive her. Zerena doesn’t want to be forgiven, anyways. Not until she had truly earned it.

     Mentally, she shakes her head at herself && returns her gaze to the other once more. A forced smile is on her lips && she lowers the hood of her cloak. “Don’t worry about it, I almost prefer it to be this way. Was there  . . . something I could help you with?”

@mortificd

[iudicicm]

@soarae || sc

       “I must admit . . . I’ve never been one for shopping–” Zerena states a bit sheepishly, a blush settling on the apples of her cheeks. Truthfully, she didn’t mind the act of shopping itself, but, she had never really been able to experience it as a child. Most of her clothes she had received were either gained second-handed as a child, or Mithos had gifted them to her upon her arrival in Welgaia. But she couldn’t possibly bring herself to refuse her newest friend’s offer at taking her. She wanted a new outfit, anyways.

        “Will you help pick out what you think would look best on me? I’m afraid I don’t know too much about fashion.” She says with a soft giggle, navy hues scanning the clothes that hang on a rack before them.

[iudicicm]

💎💎💎 : ) SIROCCO

Three things that come to mind when your muse is mentioned || accepting!

“Annoyance, pest, irritating..” Zerena could’ve said more, but she forces her mouth shut, her brow twitching ever so slightly.

@lotofayoi

[iudicicm]

☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm .(she’s a good friend uvu )

@soarae

Symbols Meme! || Accepting!

☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm

      Her thoughts had carried her away once more, the pair of them growing silent as night had slowly fallen. Navy irises were staring blankly up, up towards the heavens where Zerena would have been, had she chosen her path differently. She had not noticed the drop in temperature, nor would she have cared much. The only sign of her body’s discomfort was the rosy blush that had appeared on her cheeks && kissed the tip of her nose. 

      For once, she had chosen t leave her trusty cloak back at home -- deciding that she was better off without it for the time being. It’s not until she hears the shifting of fabric && feels a gentle weight around her shoulders that she moves, turning her head to look at the other female, surprise evident in her gaze. 

     “Eva..” She begins, sounding grateful, yet also concerned for her new friend. “Are you sure? I’ve grown quite used to the cold -- shouldn’t you wear this instead?”

@soarae

[iudicicm]

form is slumped against a tree nearly torn from the ground via forced impact of divine being. wings of truest white are slumped around she, long filaments of gold spilt over her shoulders. at first glance, she holds kinship you the valkyrie by sheer appearance alone. spear in her hand, its ornate metalwork a sight to behold. moreover as it is directed wayward suddenly in barring of the approach to whatever comes. little did she know it was but a being inspecting her wounded state, a vertical laceration between wings (among an array of other bruises && cuts) the most prominent. melodious as it may be, her voice barks out roughly. “don’t..” prepared for whatever this realm may hold, evermore.

She was paused in her steps, noticing the tremor of the earth && hearing the crackle of branches nearby — as if something (or someone) large was causing a ruckus. But as quickly as the disturbance came, it disappeared. Frowning, Zerena turns in the direction, following what she believed to be the source of the sound. Navy irises were widened at the sight before her, the damage of the trees nearby && what appeared to be an obviously wounded woman (a warrior of sorts, from the looks of it!) laid against one of them.

Thin eyebrows knit in concern, the blue-haired rushes to the injured form, kneeling down cautiously as she began her search for the worst of this woman’s injuries. It’s not until the other begins to stir that Zerena places a cautious hand out, a gentle smile on petal pink lips as her head shakes.

“It’s alright, you’re safe now. Please, just rest here for now and allow me to heal you.” Her voice is hushed, an attempt to calm the other as a pale gold circle appears beneath the two. Cautiously, she moves closer to the ethereal white wings – perhaps if it were under different circumstances, Zerena would have questioned her about them. But for now, she brings her focus back to the task at hand. There’s a soft murmur of words, && soon the half-elf has a healing arte casted, the glow of the circle becoming brighter as it takes effect.

“This will ease your pain for a while, but it may be better to take you to a professional once you’re able to stand.” She informs, reaching inside of the bag that was strapped across her shoulders && pulling out a red, round-looking gummy. Zerena offers it to the woman. “Here, chew on this – it will help you recover some of your strength.”

She pauses for a moment, && then – “If I may ask . . . what happened to cause such injuries?”

[iudicicm]

@ardensfides​

Liked for a lyrical based starter - Gravity by Sara Bareilles

“No matter what I say or do, I still feel you here, until the moment I’m gone..” Her voice is soft, navy hues staring distantly at the tree sprouting in front of her. She’s kneeling, her cloak that normally shrouds her shoulders discarded in a folded pile beside her. There’s a heavy guilt in her chest that she can’t quite ignore -- but then she’s hearing footsteps, signalling that somebody was approaching. 

The half-elf stands, brushing the grass from her pale blue dress as she turns to face the newcomer. She forces a strained smile on her pink lips, her hands clasped behind her back. “Ah, I was simply just paying a visit.” Zerena attempts to redirect the conversation, grabbing her cloak && wrapping it around her once more. “Is there something I can help you with?”

[iudicicm]

❝ Don’t underestimate the importance of body language! ❞ (what a way to welcome her back)

Little Mermaid 

“Huh?” Zerena blinks, thin eyebrows furrowing in confusion at the sudden statement (declaration?). But then she recognizes that familiar voice && her heart does a flip of excitement inside of her chest. Her face brightens with a smile, navy hues widening as she turns to greet Zelos. She didn’t know what to expect - admittedly her return to this busy town had made her anxious, but upon seeing the chosen, all of that is almost completely forgotten.

“Zelos!” The half-elf rushes over to him, lowering the hood of her cloak as she nears him. “It’s so nice to finally see a friendly face around here.” She states, her first instinct to hug him - but, she controls herself, unsure if that would be welcomed by him.

“I missed you.”

| @zelotae |

[iudicicm]

@zelotae liked for a starter!

“Fancy seeing you here, Zelos.” Perhaps she shouldn’t have approached him so openly. But it had been so long since they had last seen each other. && though she wouldn’t admit it aloud, Zerena couldn’t help the burst of joy in her heart at finally seeing a familiar face. “If I may, what brings you out here in the first place? It’s quite a ways from meltokio..”

[iudicicm]

"do we have to do this?"

Five Word Sentence Starters || Accepting!

"I'm pretty sure, unless you have a different idea of earning enough gald to stay at the inn." Zerena gives Yuan a pointed look, a hand resting on her hip as if to say, this is your fault, you know.

"I told you not to buy so many items. We have plenty enough already!" And now they had to take on a job to help earn money so they could stay at least a single night at this town's inn. It was 200 gald a night, and they only had about 50 from the elder's spending habits. "What did you even get anyways?"

It was a bit ridiculous, really. They had plenty of apple gels and orange gels, but she wondered if maybe he had purchased those lemon and melange gels as well, probably some potions they didn't truly need. Zerena knew she should have stayed with him to make sure he didn't buy too much of anything.

@guardianofmana

[iudicicm]

❝ you are doing your best! ❞

Five word sentence starters || Accepting!

"From my experience, my best has never been enough." Zerena always felt she had to work to impress someone. She still hadn't grown used to a life where she wasn't always following orders - she wasn't used to not being afraid of receiving punishment for an assignment gone wrong. At any moment, she was worried this was all just a sick prank of some sort, that she was always doing the wrong thing.

The half-elf knows full well she should be behind bars for all the crimes she has committed. Zerena doesn't know how she received a full pardon for them. But that didn't mean the other citizens exactly agreed with it. So now she was doing everything in her power to make up for her sins. Taking on jobs && quests by herself that may very well end up getting her seriously injured one of these days.

But - she was okay with that. In the end, she would get what was deserved, wouldn't she?

@gildedsunlight

[iudicicm]

“It would have been a lot easier to treat if you’d mentioned it sooner.”

high pain tolerance starters || Accepting

Zerena fails to hide her wince as she clutches the wound on her right shoulder, the fabric that had previously been there torn from that nasty, monstrous bear’s claws. She gives the elder an unapologetic grin, which quickly turns into a grimace. Truly, the injury hadn’t become painful until her adrenaline rush wore off. Then she felt herself bleeding, saw the crimson of her blood dripping to her fingertips.

She had tried her best to conceal her pain, but her vision was growing blurry – her footsteps becoming less even, before she stumbles all together, her knees hitting the dirt with a thud. Zerena wanted to laugh as Yuan cursed at her, mumbling something about her being an idiot as he set about healing her. Her head felt dizzy, but maybe that’s just due to the blood loss.

“Sorry. It just . . . didn’t seem like the right time?” The half-elf offers a shrug, but hisses as the action makes the pain return. Right, she needed to hold still. “I didn’t want to hold us up any longer than necessary. Yuan, I’m fine, really.”

@guardianofmana

[iudicicm]

“Are you all right?” Perhaps she had been hasty in rushing to give this woman aid, but the monster she had been battling is a nasty beast – one she’s had the displeasure of fighting countless times before. Her sword is drawn, her feet spread in an arrogant battle stance as she prepares to cast her magic.

“I know you could handle this on your own, but–” A smirk spreads on petal pink lips.

“Allow me to assist you?”

@ardensfides