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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

[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

[valorxdrive]

He allows himself the honor of watching with a more contemplative fascination. It wasn't solely in her words, but the measure of those actions, as if perfectly visualizing the limitation of a single view towards the wider tapestry. In many ways, Sora found himself feeling oddly nostalgic about that measure of ignorance.

Less of wanting to accept such an angle, rather, how those comforts and the challenge of re-contextualizing could be pretty hefty.

Now if only more people could be less of a jackass about that!

Neff's words prompted a smile, that good natured catch making him shake his head immediately. "Now why would I have an issue if you have plenty to share? From how I always saw it, those types have a lot to teach." The keybearer adds in, pointing upward with a dramatized finger.

This time, it'd be his steps that position him practically hip to hip with the goddess. Those cerulean hues would peer with intent across the horizon, drinking it all in with a fascination that only grew stronger with time.

"Were you always this brave? I have to admit that even for me, it took a while before I could come to agree with that." Soon, Nefeloma's graceful frame of hair, to the pristine note of their face, it was all being studied intently as he was curious on her thoughts.

"Admittedly, I had some more challenging grounds before I really got to see just how much is out there."

@cosmicdreamt from X

[gxldenstreak]

Their situation was about as clear cut as it could be managed. In this ever gracious and wondrous world of Pokemon, a new case arises, new power dawns, and ultimately the process where everything assimilates is the most vivaciously chaotic part of the whole process.

Gold simultaneously revels and outright hates it. Truly depends on the time and situation.

Right now? Given his precious partners tucked by his side tied with the every so studious and renown lady in his company, there was a clear vigor that was exercised in each step, exemplifying that go-getting nature as they found themselves marching clear through the one amiably hidden bases of Interpol. Dex Holders privilege, but by all damn means does he fully intend to exercise it.

"Heheh. Surprised ya managed to even get a wink of sleep with that familiar itch in your hand," It was a gentle tease, fondness carried over the depth of the one known as Crystal Lynne's accomplishments.

"Even with all this world flip-floppin' business, gotta love it when some baseline rules be out here keepin' the same."

The structure of the base found itself tucked like a sore thumb within nature. If it hadn't been for the modest growing surge of these buildings, particularly developed to be within the vicinity of Ultra Wormholes, there wasn't a doubt in Gold's mind that Interpol would be five miles deep in magma baths formed for fire types. Even now, brisk, gentle winds would breeze by the gated fixtures outside, allowing the palm trees to sway to an invisible tune.

Stress the ear well enough and distant melodies of local Primarina could be heard bringing a natural jubilance to the seasides.

Gold found himself shameless in how close he kept to Crystal, practically by the hip, basking in that natural satisfaction of their shared time leading to a new adventure. While the premise in itself was good enough, the idea of this being a new experience for them and their partner Pokemon, it draws a prideful feeling within his chest. It even made his more exploratory nature simmer as he checks at his Pokegear.

"New update too. Said they'll have all the equipment we need for some safe travel. Just need our ever dependable psyhics here in the name of good transport." Naturally he refers to Timpani and their 'Not so little' Gothi. Fondly looking back on how they raised that little troublemaker makes it impossible to resist the temptation to sling an arm around her shoulders, professionalism be damned. This is how professionals like them get set up.

"Still got the old deets for the purpose of this travel? Buncha intergalactic hot mess, findin' in sealing up points of distortion.."

There goes that tempting waggle of his brow once again.

"Explooooorin' some new worlds?"

@starmarkcd​

[crossxskulled]

He didn't find any glances or gazes she had unnatural. Not in the least, with the split between looking like some wet mutt to the reveal of triumphs made of scarred skin, the exposure was inevitable as it was natural. It reminds Ryuji of the many discussions carried into the night about their adventures, prior and present, so that's when an impulsive offer found itself made as the warmth of her track jacket served to stave the cold away.

Part of him was questioning if that heater in the stairwell behind them might do the trick a bit more, it's tacked on as an idle thought.

Right now, Haru found herself carrying all of the current.

In fact there was something endearing in the ways her words fumbled, bowling over like some poor sap before an entryway stuffed with shoes. The atmosphere she carries just never damn failed in keeping things lighthearted, keeping them peaceful in a way he appreciates, leaving him entirely off guard the instant her hard working fingers begin to reveal his complexion underneath the shirt, just enough to make a mild rise of gooseflesh fleck over his skin.

Despite making the offer with a head full of heart and no mind, the tension experienced is by no means painful, rather, that excitable, lively awareness found itself burning vibrantly wherever the mildly ticklish trail her fingers left. Warmth found itself brewing within his face, stalled from growing the instant he catches that momentary fluster melting down to that genuine concern that captured his eyes from the very start.

Even the flora laden rooftops of Shujin found themselves erased from mind, concentrating Haru's reaction in particular.

"Medals, huh? Heheh, hopefully not something I'll get first place in anytime soon." He's not ignorant to how morbid that sounds, but, it certainly did draw a smile on his face.

"I can save the full package for when I'm a touch more dried up, but this one was during the time in Futaba's heart. Lookin' out for the guy's per usual, really scraped by the skin of our teeth."

"So y'know, I got a good idea on what'cha mean by that.." Knowing that the days ahead aren't promised, once upon a time, it made a shamefully more egotistical side of him become.. entitled, a time he's never been more happy to be torn away from due to harsh lessons.

Now, if only those thoughts could persist, everything found itself being swept from underneath his feet the instant those soft, strong hands sought his in a measure of support. The squeezing immediately cause his fingers to return the gesture regardless of the way his heart began to hammer. Her thoughts on the matter caused a boisterous laugh to immediately rise.

"Hell, please? I don't mind being a soppin' wet mess during the summer, but anything else and it really would kick my ass. C'mon, I got some spare stuff I can kick on 'round the lockers." He doesn't miss a beat in whisking her along, a touch too stubborn to end how their hands joined as he begins to lead her through the stairwell.

That said, he sure gave one of those melting-ly pleasant sighs feeling the currents of heat humming through the radiators.

"Iiiiiii.. Think I could get a lil use to this. Never knew this was how good the plants have it while in your care, almost makes a guy a lil jealous." With how content his voice sounds, it's clear the bliss of not just the warmth-- but holding hands with her was working its magic.

@arcanascompendium​

[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]

[victusinveritas]

[the-occasional-mishap]

I was going to embroider a rose or something in the corner of this handkerchief, but then I realized I could do a wizard, so obviously I did a wizard.

[astrxlfinale]

b l i n k s.

Huh. Normally there would've be some dramatic, anime-esque banter/argument they'd proceed to take. Yet here she is just soaking in the moment.

He's going to proceed to give March headpats. This just reminds him of the times they went couch surfing on the main car, just taking it over on the late nights for a fun movie or two.

"Gotta say. I owe ya for the options you picked for the place. I didn't know people could just live this lavishly."

@the-lytenye-realms

[oysters-aint-for-me]

i read the cutest reddit thread today where this 19 yo boy was “babysitting” his 15 yo little sister while his parents were away on vacation and she got this horrific period and needed to be taken to the ER.

and this sweet 19 yo boy was doing all he could to take care of her, giving her meds and water and then packing stuff up to go to the hospital once reddit was like “yeah if she’s soaking two tampons in an hour you should go” - but being only a little older than a child himself, he didn’t know what to pack, so he brought like three things, and one of them was SUNSCREEN.

lmao everyone on reddit was like “you’re a really good brother but sunscreen?? for the hospital??” lmao they are roasting him. also op’s sister changed his name in her phone to “spf” and their dad calls him “bananaboat” now. this guy is never living this down

(also his sister is ok and it turns out their family has some kind of genetic blood disorder)

[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.

[valorxdrive]

@thuganomxcs replied to your post “Nice?? Naughty??”:

Technically you and jolly boy been beefing since you woke up.

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"You're tellin' me. Every since that coma from way back, there hasn't been any peace. You'd think there would be some loopholes for fightin' the good fight!"

This list REALLY needed some revisions.

"Had any better luck than me?"