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[astrxlfinale]

Seeing Lamboo's own rare, frantic brand of stress found itself to be as rare as Zarina encountering such. In the small ways, he could see that the extended time together certainly rubbed more fond traits off onto the other. It certainly hadn't been enough to turn him away from the primary view however, the sight of her exacting a price to help extend her own mobility. For the Champion, there was just an innate difference of this hazy line on and off the battlefield.

He wouldn't hide that it's merely tough to see these actions in what could be considered an 'aftermath time'. Nonetheless, the chief's resilience shine's through.

More high grade prosthetics, serums that manipulate muscle matter, he was no stranger to the outright large strides the medical fields have made. There was a good reason that humanity could push as far as it can into the Hollows, and it's these results here, a fusion between the Old Civilization's glories and the modern pause to rediscover, recontextualize that made this all possible. Tempted as he was to mode by her resting area to assist, there was her pride to take into consideration.

Thus he stands, being as much of a witness as Zarina was as she successfully got herself back on the move.

Once she began to actively list the sheer scale of uses this was for. Lighter could be seen in the background, raising a gloved finger for each activity. What was five became ten, and what was ten elevated up to fifthteen and this was just being a modest round off. Granted, people who found themselves in Hollow work often had a wide berth of skills they introduced to the forefront. 'Huh. Someone likes keeping not just some cards, but a full deck.' It prompts a small huff from him, leaving those shaded eyes to study her rhythm.

Rhythm that.. Had no sound? There's been only a small handful of rare cases where he witnessed this firsthand, either those roused in a more assassin or spy oriented background. They were an organization's blades, made to be swift and decisive. it would be a sweet mercy to be met with a 'ghost's' loving but fatal touch. Towards Lamboo's offer, he motioned at his body, a sign that the tea could come later, no need to be too gluttonous on his end.

"You dance?" His voice couldn't hide that lingering curiosity. Even as the water bottle if gratefully accepted, for an instant he imagined those form fit legs of her's guiding music to her step more than anything else.

Drawing the kindness to his lips, he'd find himself sighing against the bottle as the rush of crystal cold water made his body want to melt in a bundle of gratitude. Drawing it back, that note about why her retirement had to be ensued caused his brow to quirk in a sense of potential wonder. "Don't worry. You just got my metaphorical band-aid ripped that much earlier. If we're gonna be working together, s'good to know."

Wait, wouldn't it be weird if his eyes just lingered upon those pristine legs? He quickly catches himself, jolting that look back up towards her face, that collective focus grounding itself there. "One card might've been laid down, but you sure keep yourself busy. Your work with the Hollows has been making trips a lot smoother."

"Sides, I have my own preparations." Lighter adds in, tapping his pinky to the golden rim of his glasses. "If only these were for fashion alone. My eyes are atrocious when it comes to bright lights like the sun's gaze. It's the aftermath of an old injury I sustained in the ring."

@zorkaya

[valorxdrive]

He couldn't resist letting that innate curiosity get the better of him. Everyone had their highs and lows, and in a way it merely felt disheartening if such a novel view from not just his childhood, but his entire life couldn't be better shared. Those cerulean eyes perked open a touch wider at her insinuation.

While a legendary sail upon the seas in a gallant try never failed in stirring his pirate soul, the keybearer wondered how she'd feel if he meant things a bit more literally.

"Well--" Taking that anxious nudge of her eyesight as an opportunity, he'd allow his Heart to sing as the forged belief for flight flocked to him as unseen wings upon his back. Gravity at this point hardly bothered in any attempt of keeping physics intact, merely letting Sora become unchained as his figure gradually levitates, allowing him to embrace an element of his namesake. It felt good to let his power breathe outside of dangerous altercations.

Even if he wasn't putting the idea of 'First impressions' into this matter at all.

"Yes and no?" He mentions with a modest shot of laughter. There was a determination brewing to keep the pulse of Pomni's bitter thoughts at bay.

An abrupt sway of wind would breeze by before he situates by her side, a couple of (unfair) heads taller than her due to him floating like a kite.

"I was being serious on the words! I wouldn't mind giving ya a sky level view of how pretty the ocean can be." Allowing his body to tilt forth, soon he'd be aiming more face than feet her way, seamlessly floating in the air as if he was draped upon a couch. Those golden sparkles still held vibrant around him as Tinkerbell's initial blessing never left, even now.

Pomni's luck happened to have her encounter quite the character this time.

@pomniegranate from X!

[heavenly-mireille]

Starter Call! 2/4 - @acalculatedfuture liked for a starter

She knows she should have seen the signs miles away, what with how Lysander had been behaving, and those idiots in orange creating havoc in the pokeball factory... Her list goes on, each one a failing on her part. She rounds a corner in the laboratory under Geosenge, and she feels Amé pushing a sense of warning into her head.

There is someone near, Amé whispers, directly into her mind. Multiple. Her Gardevoir pads back into view, a few small flecks of red dotting her fur. "Good work, Amé. Do I need to hurry?"

Amé shakes her head, as Diantha comes to ... Another corner. Great. Amé acts first when a Grunt decides to Challenge her, and picks the human up by the throat. And then she pauses. Diantha has seen it too- someone else down here... A child?

"Excuse me! Young man, it is not safe here. Please, do leave."

[scarletooyoroi]

Thoma's own situation hadn't looked much better. By now a cascade of crystalline raindrops found themselves roaring forth without a care in the world. It was the kind of freedom that cared little for being a hindrance to anyone else. As he listens, that fluttery response certainly hadn't escaped his sights.

Which, fair, since it looked like she was lost in her initial thoughts about this misfortune.

A soft hum escapes as he quickly works up a solution. (One he had planned initially just for himself.) "Where you have to go isn't too far, is it? We might be able to hitch together under some proper cover in that case." He openly muses, drawing forth the instrument that soon unveiled itself to be an umbrella. Thankfully one of those pricey sorts that refused to buckle underneath nature's demand, for it held sturdy even as the water splashed forth.

He keeps it as an open offer as it's balanced between the downpour and the building's overhang, briefly shadowing Ampa's figure as he peers curiously towards her.

"Not sure in how much of a rush you are, but I figure this way we can hasten a few of the steps."

@dragonballnewstar from X

[temperedinferno]

炎 - Even with the blatant disapproval scrounged from his impulsiveness. His nose had certainly led him true! If there was a place that found itself always mixing a perfect blend of fire with sweets, it'd certainly be Stocking's place. That in itself causes a lively cackle to escape from Natsu as props up, dusting the mild debris from his figure.

"Well, I was hungry! Don't-cha know just how good things get when things get worked up in your oven? It's like the scent was practically wagging it's finger at me!"

....

Oh, wait, sheeeee doesn't exactly look the happiest right now, does she?

"Who uses doors anymore? If I wanna see ya, then naturally the fastest route is the best one!" Says Natsu, who doesn't even use the door to his own house.

Takes too long!

@heavenslolita

[edsrosetattoo]

This is the best idea in the history of film.

[soracities]

"Absolutely no one comes to save us but us."

Ismatu Gwendolyn, "you've been traumatized into hating reading (and it makes you easier to oppress)", from Threadings, on Substack [ID'd]

[opera-ghost]

[wiisagi-maiingan]

Hey, if you do crafts (especially things like crochet, knitting, embroidery, etc), make sure to look up how to identify when a listing is AI generated. You do NOT want to waste money on an incredible looking kit or pattern that is physically impossible to make, especially if you're on sites like etsy hoping to support an actual artist.

[victusinveritas]

[tweetingukpolitics]

[astrxlfinale]

"I see that intuition is heavensent as always." And Lighter truly did meant that as a compliment. It looks like their new (but certainly experienced) recruit almost had a sixth sense for these types of things.

"It took a fancy to the name Motor. To be the very heart bringing momentum to its flock, they've never looked back since then."

@glaciescustodia

[valorxdrive]

Set before him had to be one of his more admittedly amusing-- bonds? Was he even allowed to call it such if they met for a grand total of twice?

Irregardless, it'd be that fun Halloween day that managed to strike a pearl of fondness in his heart. Always promising a chuckle and a wish for Hotaru's wellbeing on those dim or wayward days.

Was he technically helping her day if he made her briefly bounce akin to a shocked rabbit? (Maybe Pikachu would be better fitting.)

"Sora." He adds in, almost a touch too adamantly. His era of having floating in and out the edge of a universe's line of memories had him paranoid enough. If filling in that blank was required, so be.. it.

WAIT WHAT DAY DID SHE SAY IT WAS!?

Before anything else left his mouth, that abrupt admittance made him blink owlishly at Hotaru before an abrupt shimmer of determination.

"Man, how lucky is that. On a holiday, then your birthday? I might have a knack for this!" As if he should be proud of such details to begin with! Yet, that infectious smile showed nothing but genuine happiness for her existence as he gives a brief but polite bow.

"Then from one traveling soul to you, I'd like to wish you a Happy Birthday! How about I cover the price for your sweets ah.." Try as he might with scratching his mind, realizing he fell into a similar boat, a bubbling bit of laughter escaped him.

"Sheesh, we never even got on the naming basis, huh? Would it be okay if I got yours? Or should I just call ya Ms.Mimikyu?"

@silencedglaive from X!

[banadraw]

silly

[scarletooyoroi]

@dcndrohime replied to your post “"....I wonder if I can sell all these robot parts....”:

"If you don't want some of them, i can take pieces off your hands"

"I certainly have no qualms with such an offer. Needing the limbs in their entirety, the artifice gears within? Knowing you for long as I have, you'll be welcomed to a discount."

"My main use of getting a few weapons fashioned from them are already complete. So the most of the excess would be going to waste."

Who knows if some wayward puzzle would require these.