#⛴ A ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜsᴛᴀɴᴅs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ ﹙ɪᴄ﹚
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❝My apologies for zomin' out like that. I'm just worried for my brother is all. Can ya repeat that?❞
The words is rushed together. As if she's trying to get her point across.
Then again, this is the same woman who is battling the concern within her as well as the helplessness she felt. Glances being thrown in the direction of the small shack of Shady Belle, housing her injured brother. She didn't dare go anywhere near, hating that she may never leave his side if she stuck around enough. And yet she felt herself worried about that she might be abandoning him.
#Aʟʟ Hᴀɴᴅs ᴏɴ Dᴇᴄᴋ ﹣ Oᴘᴇɴ Sᴛᴀʀᴛ��ʀ#⛴ a ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜsᴛᴀɴᴅs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ ﹙ɪᴄ﹚#❲🙶Bᴇᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴇ. Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴍᴇ.🙸 ⭮ Rᴇᴅ Dᴇᴀᴅ Rᴇᴅᴇᴍᴘᴛɪᴏɴ❳
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❝Catch me!❞
And she is doing the trust fall.
#Aʟʟ Hᴀɴᴅs ᴏɴ Dᴇᴄᴋ ﹣ Oᴘᴇɴ Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ#⛴ a ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜsᴛᴀɴᴅs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ ﹙ɪᴄ﹚#❴Tʜᴇ sᴘᴏᴛʟɪɢʜᴛ ɪs ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ ﹣ Tᴇʀᴇsᴀ Rʏᴅᴇʀ❵
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{Starter from s.c. for: @ofkcrctur}
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❝Would a song of your choice help ease whatever trouble off your mind?❞
Although the soft voice carried over, Alfira moved to sit herself across from Jack. Her lute being set gently in her lap, ready to be picked up again and played. If the option has been chosen. Despite some who has been up, exchanging words with one another, everyone has retired back to their tents or wherever they had slept. Not Alfira. Apparently not this man either.
From what she could see from the distance, something is troubling him. Or perhaps it's the trick of the eyes. Maybe he is just thinking and she came to intrude on his peaceful moments.
An apologetic smile tugged at her lips.
❝My apologies for interrupting you if you were in deep thought. You looked troubled with whatever worries and thoughts plagued your mind. Maybe it's a long day for you, correct?❞
#ofkcrctur#⛴ A ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜsᴛᴀɴᴅs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ ﹙ɪᴄ﹚#❪Bᴀʟᴅᴜʀ·s Gᴀᴛᴇ ₃ ﹣ Aʟғɪʀᴀ ❫#I hope this is okay!!
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{Starter from s.c. for: @alaikhadal}
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A series of tongue clicking from Firtha. A warning before she slipped quietly next to the other. A way to signal that she had approached. Otherwise, she would have startled someone. Despite her hands folding behind her back, she held a steady gaze to the scene before her.
❝When will people learn that sticking their nose in someone else's business will result in more trouble than what it is worth?❞ And one that could also be pointed towards her as well. Curiosity sometimes got the better of her and she stuck her nose into business where she didn't belong. Trouble came knocking. In the end, she always managed to get out of it. Even then, the question still being asked. Seeing how two men bickering at each other, eager to start some kind of fight. Nobody batting an eye in their direction with an exception of steering away or stopping and seeing what will occur next. The hunger and the eagerness for something exciting can be seen in their eyes, even from where Firtha stood.
❝Do you know what made them start arguing? Or should I keep myself from asking? Ah, my apologies for intruding.❞
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{Continuing from (x) for: @pessimistics}
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❝I'm glad you think so. It's not much though.❞
Then again, Vasco isn't the type to go too fancy with the stuff he wanted to do for Rust. While he came off as a romantic at heart, it didn't mean he's going to go overboard. The small and simple things are a great way.
❝Oh yeah, definitely. I didn't mean to startle ya like that with all the plans. Figured it's a holiday-❞ And his favorite one too. ❝- We could celebrate it.❞
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There's a gentle squeeze from Nova. Not too hard or too firm to cause any pains or aches. Just enough to reassure him in any way. The doubt within his voice being noted.
❝You don't need to listen to them if it means pushing yourself into an uncomfortable situation. Perhaps you aren't the type to like to socialize and not everyone can be like that. Be friendly and outgoing.❞ Once upon a time, Nova used to be like that. Not socializing much and being quiet. Even now, she seemed a bit awkward in interacting with others.
❝Not exactly the same as you, but they always told me to speak louder. To put myself out there and not be quiet all the time. While I'm far from that nowadays, I'm still a bit awkward. So, I completely understand. Weeelllll, not completely, but ya get the picture.❞
Jin tried to focus solely on her face, forcing his gaze away from the crowd behind them .He didn't wish to catch a glimpse of their judgmental glances as he awkwardly learned to dance — he was already battling his own struggle to fit in, to be normal.
Which made him ponder about her. Watching her face, he noted her beauty, yet she also appeared strong. He wondered if, beyond her unfamiliarity with dancing, she also struggled with normalcy as he did.
❝ I would hope this would be less embarrassing . . . ❞ he murmured, though doubt had already crept into his voice. ❝ People say I stand around too much. They say I need to socialize more. ❞ He gave a faint shrug, despite her hand resting on his shoulder.
❝ Has anyone ever said the same to you ? ❞
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{Starter from s.c. for: @asangel}
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There's a slight struggle as Nova balanced herself on her tiptoes. Her neck stretching a bit to place a gentle yet brief kiss right on the cheek. And right back flat on her feet with her arms crossing behind her back.
#asangel#Aʙᴀɴᴅᴏɴᴇᴅ Sʜɪᴘ ﹣ Cʟᴏsᴇᴅ Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ#⛴ a ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜsᴛᴀɴᴅs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ ﹙ɪᴄ﹚#❙/ Cᴜʀsᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇᴅ \ ➞ Bᴀʟᴅᴜʀ's Gᴀᴛᴇ 3❙
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{Starter from s.c. for: @triggerbigger}
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❝Soooo, how was your day going?❞ An awkward smile tugging at the corner of Teresa's lips. One hand gently in the feathers of an emu and the other hand holding a milkshake. One of the few times she will ever drink something like this. Her gaze settling onto the unfamiliar face, not expecting anyone to turn around the corner and see her trying to get the big bird back into the building.
It's not that she stole the bird or anything, though it may come off as such. It's more along the lines the emu decided to escape, but would anyone believe her if she explained that?
Even more that these are one of the few times she managed to come back to Earth. It so happened to be the day things turned sideways for her.
#triggerbigger#⛴ a ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜsᴛᴀɴᴅs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ ﹙ɪᴄ﹚#Aʙᴀɴᴅᴏɴᴇᴅ Sʜɪᴘ ﹣ Cʟᴏsᴇᴅ Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ#❴Tʜᴇ sᴘᴏᴛʟɪɢʜᴛ ɪs ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ ﹣ Tᴇʀᴇsᴀ Rʏᴅᴇʀ❵#let's pretend it's an emu and not an ostrich in the photo
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{Starter from s.c. for: @jfouler}
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❝Hey, sir! Sir! S i r!❞
And pops goes Firtha, appearing right in front of the other. Lips pulled upwards into a large grin, though there is some sort of pleading within her eyes. Well, one for the question ready to fumble out her mouth clumsily. It's not often she approached strangers. Let alone asking for favors.
❝Can I ask you something real quick? Are you able to be buddies with me to go through the aquarium over there? Apparently, they having a deal if you go with friends and I don't exactly have anyone to go with. Most of my friends are busy. You don't have to stick around afterwards. Just get in and leave afterwards!❞ Despite the small chatty she must have done, she had nudged her chin in the direction of a nautical-themed building.
She could pay full price, but what's the fun in that?
Plus, she wanted to see fishes. Yeah, she could go back to the waters. At the same time, she wanted to know what kind of fishes humans kept. Perhaps they held ones she never seen before outside of her home. Maybe get a gift or two and show it off to her brother, who probably will laugh in her face about how ridiculous the items were from the giftshop.
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❝Exactly. No one truly knows until they are in that moment.❞ Nova never held such scenario before. The best she got is some divine being trying to come after her. Not because she did anything wrong, but because she got caught in the crossfire and had to deal with whatever nonsense she is pulled into.
Nova tilted her head slightly. A thoughtful look passed over her face before it's shooed away, being replaced by an attentive look. All her attention is being directed to the other and the question being asked. It made her wonder where this is heading.
What brought this up?
❝Maybe. If that situation ever occurred. I highly doubt it'll happen.❞ A shrug left her shoulders. ❝If it falls down to it. I don't want to do it, y'know. Hate to do something like that and be painted as a big bad guy because of that. What about ya?❞
"Ask for guidance... It is an excellent answer to such a question. I do not think anyone would truly know what to do, would they?" Hyles pauses, in thought. He thought it more a fable than anything. Why, it didn't mention the Keepers or even his own brethren... Surely, some human had invented such a story.
And quite the story it was. He was always dumbfounded whenever he read it. Not that he read it quite often.
"Do you suppose you'd answer his call if he asked you specifically for guidance?" Was he getting so into this conversation that he was now studying different scenarios? Well, it was his scientist heart guiding him, after all. Plus, it could give him excellent insight as to the woman, she seemed smart and interesting in her own special way.
"What if you were destined to go against him? Would you go through with it?"
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{Starter from s.c. for: @fullmtal}
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❝Y'know, you don't have to get so angry over the smallest things. You'll get gray hairs before you'll reach my age.❞ And maybe it's not the best thing to say either. The rage going through Ed could be directed at Vasco himself. No one is really particularly save from that wrath.
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{Continuing from (x) for: @ofspvrta}
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The burning concern of being overly talkative settling at the bottom of her stomach is ignored. Well, as best as she could. It's always those moments if she's being too much with rambling and being quiet coming to haunt her. Despite the thoughts being pushed to the back of her mind, her gaze slid over to what the other woman is doing.
A map? What kind of map?
The burning question is also being pushed away, not wanting to intrude on what the other is doing, especially if it means losing the focus. Instead, she cleared her throat. Her gaze going elsewhere, looking at the nearest wall. Worn from the years of the environment beating at it (the sun, the winds, even the battles that could have taken place here).
❝Two lives actually. I'm tryin' to make the most out of this second one. But.....it seems hard to reach out.❞
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{Starter from s.c. for: @dalishborne}
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❝I'm not much of a make-up person, you know. It doesn't mean I can't do it every now and then, make myself look pretty for a special occasion. Say, where are we going again? I know Josephine mentioned something about a party.❞
Teresa didn't seem to pay much attention to any reaction or looks being given to her. Then again, she's too busy staring at herself in the mirror. The cold blade of the knife pressed against her upper cheek to help her line up to do an eyeliner. A perfect one, given her hands weren't always steady outside of fighting.
#dalishborne#⛴ a ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜsᴛᴀɴᴅs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ ﹙ɪᴄ﹚#Aʙᴀɴᴅᴏɴᴇᴅ Sʜɪᴘ ﹣ Cʟᴏsᴇᴅ Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ#❴Tʜᴇ sᴘᴏᴛʟɪɢʜᴛ ɪs ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ ﹣ Tᴇʀᴇsᴀ Rʏᴅᴇʀ❵#I hope this is okay
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❝Sure thing, sir! Let's go ask that lovely lady over there to make ya burger! What do ya want on it? Onions, pickles, tomatoes? Perhaps even ketchup?❞
"I don't want my burger to be made by five guys. I want it to be made by a beautiful woman."
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{Starter from s.c. for: @oddliestoo}
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❝Eh.....so.....what do you usually do for fun? Since we are here for quite a while.❞
In other words, what is entertaining to a human? Let alone one that looks as young as this one.
With the storm brewing outside, ensuring no one could get out without fearing for their lives, the two - and a bunch of others were locked inside. It's nerve-wrecking, given she is used to such storms. This nothing compare to ones out at sea where the waves had the potential to not only be rough, but to be high as well, dragging you down to its depths. Even sirens themselves could be put in danger if they aren't careful. Regardless, Firtha kept put and refuse to be that one crazy person who walked out.
And without much else to entertain her, she could only think of a conversation to the person next to her.
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❝C'mon now, I can take care of myself.❞
#Dαтα Iɴcoмιɴɢ: Opeɴ Sтαrтer#⛴ A ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜsᴛᴀɴᴅs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ ﹙ɪᴄ﹚#❧ I·ᴍ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴍɪɴᴇ 「Vᴇʀsᴇ﹕ Dʀᴀɢᴏɴ Aɢᴇ」
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