#❄ answered ❄ 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝘩𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑;

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@iaiadixdeus muses: ❝ i just wasn’t built for sitting idle. ❞  

OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH STARTERS

                        Quite the opposite of thrilling, but some moments require forbearance. Patience can go thin, if prolonged in the queue. “ Frustration is futile.” The cryokinesis general lectured. She knew she wasn’t one to boast of virtue. It would be a denial to ridicule off, had she protest about not having such flaws. “Fretting about your patience going weary will utilize your energy. Wouldn’t want your own strength to be little once you counter your challenge now.. would you?” She knew she wasn’t wrong here. There were quite excessive carelessness to conquer their ego in one only to be the one defeated in the battlefield. It’s essential to be prideful, but extreme was a risk afterall. “ But, I am merely stating. I’m sure you are aware of your own limits. ” Although, it would be quite amusing to see one underestimate their control and suffer the consequences.

[fxtalwinter]

Alt :D

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             ‘ I am alive, but I endured disgraceful remarks that have been placed upon my name.’ A storm has conquered the night in Gadoria, while the Valens have set travels back to their home. She recalled exchanging words with her mother about a marvelous supper awaiting for them on their arrival. Their bodies thudded on the ground before the young Valens. The recurrence was so vivid. Reliving the tragedy. Fear had won that night. A man with a snake tattoo on his arm, responsible for the murder. The weight of the world settled on a child, just for the sake of the Valens name reputation. ' Where were they then? Were they there? ' They will never understand. Their blood was on his hands. No ill-intent was accentuated, yet her parents had to pay the price. 'He killed them. I did nothing wrong. We just wanted to go home.' She will have her mother groom her hair again or tell her stories. She will never have her father teach her swordsmanship skills. She retained on her own. She gave up dresses, nobility and cut her hair. She traded for a sword and the knight title. Nobility exonerated from her. She pledged of her title and goal. “ Mother. Father. I’m sorry... I swear I’ll avenge you. ”

                                        Muse: Chloe Valens - Tales of Legendia / 2005.

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                The nights where the stars aligned are alluring. There’s no regard of the departed voices heard. Death had come close to confiscating the last of the Fleuret daughter’s breath, but has failed to do so. The evasion granted her such an ability to gaze the light from the kingdom of death. ‘ If death won.. I would be whispering all of my wishes that had died along with me. ’ Amethyst irises gazed upon the moonless sky, illuminated by the stars tonight. There the light has casted. The light specifically viewed by those of the specialty. There must be others with this ability. When the light is casted, there is an aura the emits: the departed souls energy conquers. These were people who had their life outlined, but had met the unfortunates. She spoke whispers in attempt to hear a response. ‘ Who are you? What do you remember before dying? ’ Futile. Lips curved upon her features merely smiled at her failed attempt. Perhaps, one day she will received an answer and the perspective of the deceased. Eyes traveled to the presence behind her. A stranger that had interrupted the lone air. To them she would appear alone, but she is not.  “ Do you believe there are consequences if I choose to ignore these voices of the dead? ”  She hears them. Begging. Regrets. ‘If only.’ ‘ I wish...’ Her expression sustained her smile. A smile of grief, yet to ascend her spirit for her sake. “ The least I could do is regard prayers. ”

                                               Muse: Stella Nox Fleuret - FF Versus XIII / 2012

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@restrainedrage inquired: “it doesn’t do any good to get worked up.”

       To be keen, but maintain composure is the key trait of authority. Quite the remark she half disregarded. Although acknowledged, but not necessary to regard. Her focus on the area that dwarfs them. The stillness soon to be interrupted by disarrays. Indeed, for now it was hushed, but could be followed by an ambush or the opponents that lurk within the shadows. Sapphire irises darted to the individual that stands next to her. ‘ Reminded again if this union was necessary. ’ Although judgements cannot be passed until actions have been proven. “ Fret not. The challenge measure cannot be determined. ” Evenso, she could only have some hope this one was capable of what awaits. Anything was quite fortuitous. The general couldn't quite evaluate meticulous quality or otherwise. Her head merely tilted with arms crossing over her chest. “ Is that truly to remind me? Or to conceal your worry? ” Esdeath uttered. It was half intended to try to come off snarky, but if disregarded, would matter not.

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@magicmuses inquired: “Why are humans so quick to hide from truth in castles made of clouds?”

                   To evaluation the values of humans to only unveil the alluring features to the cold reality. Humans are such delicate species. Motivated to prove their worth with the weight of vulnerability of succumbing to becoming the unfortunates. Expression contained no trace of emotions and with a poise that doesn’t hint tensions. The remark had her unfazed, but still reflect on the statement to disclose her views on the ethic.  “ They expect the filter to take its part. It sets them up to be denigrated later on. & They want the sympathy. ” The lack of empathy trait that the Cryokinesis general sustain applies of finding such misery to be ludicrous. To hold onto one’s morals is one thing, but there were to be prices to may as one can be deeply consumed into ideals. “ However, if that is the trajectory they choose, then all we must do is stand by and let their actions take it’s course to back fire at them. It’s rather amusing. ” The general’s lips formed a grin upon her features along with her utterance. These words were not to merely to be spoken, but to be on ground of her own ethics and deem pride. “ Why must we fret ourselves? Conserve your strength for the greater battles. ”

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yuya vc: who wants to watch me microwave a bag of spare change?

       “ Who wants to watch me                 tear your insides and                      feed it to my dragon. ”

[fxtalwinter]

"Happy birthday General!"

@xanican-exile regards general's birthday. December 15th

          " My, Venix how kind of you. "

[fxtalwinter]

dearest child, Eckhardt approaches: "Mom how come dad never looks happy"​ / @seigsoloyvov

       The manor’s silence interrupted by the inquiry of an innocent voice. Sapphire orbs fixated to the source being her child, Eckhardt. Every time, she studied him she noted the resemblance of Seig, minus his blue irises that he inherited from his mother. The company of him simply drew her features to a smile. A sincere one exclusively for her husband and son.

       My child you will thrive & shall deem your pride and fulfill it.

       “ He is simply fulfilling his duties. Work is on his mind all the time. ” It was true. The many weeks that have gone of his absence. He was not one to express emotions. Their vows in marriage was perhaps the strongest affection he exhibited to her. Nonetheless, it would not form disquietude. She knew of his sentiment remains. “ His duty requires his full diligence. It’s quite a trait he has on him no matter the situation he is in. ” Her speaking of his father on front of him was quite wholesome as she always desired to present spirit when mentioning him.

       “ But... Darling, it’s quite late. ” She remarked, tone traced with sternness. As a mother to be logical as to care for her child’s growth to be in proper forms. It was not out of being strict, but out of love. She approached Eckhardt and knelt down to eye level to him. Her hand drew up to lightly ruffle his jet black hair. “ How about it that I spend the day with you tomorrow. ”

       The priority will always be him. It was her promise to herself. She must ensure not only for herself, but for him that she take up on her word. 

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@crownlcsking inquired:  ❝ girl you got more cake than a birthday party. ❞

        Icy hues casting without a trace of emotion in her expression, as in trying to comprehend the remark. A mere disparage or a compliment  — Matters not. She couldn’t describe quite inscrutable, but insult or otherwise deemed to not hinge an enthusiasm reaction. She idled in her position, with a movement of her arms over her chest, while finger digits pressed against her temple. “ I cannot quite fathom here.. ” The blue haired general uttered. Although, it wouldn't fret her much to get the message. She shrugged, her digits throwing back lightly to flipped her hair to dismiss herself. “ Not that it shall matter, no. ”

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@mysticallities​ | Frolaytia dines with the general:                  Clad in a icy blue dress with layered frills of blue and white coloration, Frolaytia Capistrano sits herself across from the General, eyes gentle yet piercing. "Quite the place for a casual dinner; unless your tastes are more... high-class." She assumed the latter, Frolaytia only having to dress like this back in the Legitimacy Kingdom, but she didn't mind it every now and then.

       To be honored to be receiving a feast that dispels thoughts of missions. Even if this small occasion was pre-deployment, anxieties would be none-existent for the winter general, Esdeath. After all, those that hinder her objective shall be eliminated. Reflective notions must be disregarded to get a full tranquility with the relish of the meal that met her standards. Her etiquette formed with her legs crossed over, her foot lightly shaking and her posture straightened to enhance her dining decorum. No matter who she was seated at the table with — the royalty, high ranks or commoners — her etiquette was consistent. The moment to savor played a role of easing the mind after all. The wine glass stem held within her digits while her hand lightly twirled with the fine drink swish around.

       “ Not to be discordant now here. A middle ground stands. A taste of high-class may be deceiving. A feast from commonalty can present quite flavor that surpasses the opposite. It’s merely centered on if you approve of the quality. ” Her lips contacting with the edge of the glass and tilting to sip her preference drink of red wine. “ The quality has been of satisfactory. Wouldn't you agree so? ”

[fxtalwinter]

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[fxtalwinter]

@rebornmenace​ inquired:  “Regret is for fools. What has been done has been done.”

DRAKENGARD SENTENCE STARTERS

       — Have those that have yielded to such despair suffices for them to meet their ends. The actions have not been reflected thoroughly hence to such the regrets, The words that is far from obfuscated the general. The hole dug has only become deeper upon realization of their regrets. How ludicrous that they beg for mercy and resort to such unthinkable that makes them swallow their pride. Smile upon her lips before the final blow has been delivered, enhancing her strength of surviving. The exhilaration shall triumph. 

        “ Not going to be speaking discordant as your statement is affirmative. ” Esdeath concurred, an index finger pointed up to validate her remark. Although, she anticipated for a much vast challenge than the conclusion to have its presentation. It was merely the same in her past battles. Disappointing at the end, but to move on, she shall abide. Everyone must abide no matter such situation. “ We have regrets indeed. ... But to belittle yourself and question your morals, it’s such an simple way to death. ” The general half shrugged followed by her hand lightly flipping her hair over her shoulder. “ After all, thriving onward even with regrets.. I much regard the respects than one who succumbs to it and disgraces their pride. ”

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@mannequinentity inquired: ❝ you’re not a ghost, are you? ❞

OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH STARTERS

            To be a wandering soul of naught only stigmatize such vigor. You die, so does your pride. Traces of dismay was non-existent on the Cryokinesis general’s expression. It was a mere inquiry, in no purpose to harm or offend in so she believed. There was always going to be occurrences to cross paths with on whom unaware of her identity. It goes to signify the indistinguishable attributes that are yet to be recognized. She never expected every individual to be wary of her skill or her rank. Some had perspectives of her stabilizing the formidable embodiment. Some were in awe. It was connection with the Empire and the affiliation with the North. Such variety of communities existed within the precinct. Her hand flipped her icy blue hair over her shoulder and to shift to the side followed by arms crossing over her shoulders. Azure irises steady to the unidentified whom inquired. “ What do you think I am? ” If to be one, the thrill of power will be eviscerated. Threats were not discern and to be tense was rather futile. ' Shall I regale my vehemence? Then I'll take the challenge. '

[fxtalwinter]

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            The affiliation with the Order of Lorelei entails patriotism. She will dedicate her all to exploit. The God-Generals have divided to variety of duties in assisting Van Grants in executing the goal: to create a new world of replicas. It was merely closing in for their moment to ambush into Sheridan. ‘ Lives were to be lost, but worry not as they will be reborn. ’ It was for the commandant. His ambitions have guided her to the loyalty of her duty of the God Generals. Shall anyone impede, will be eradicated. ‘ It was all because you believed in me. I will avail. And we will triumph. ’ Giselle Oslo is no more. The major appraised the commandant wishes. She stood in watch of the oracle knights preparation for their infiltration. It was nearly time to depart. Sapphire irises observed the surroundings. Her arms crossed over her chest while puzzlement platters on her facial features. 

           “ I don’t recall the commandant requesting an audience.. ” The Major uttered with no expression in her tone. Shall a fight evoke, then she would be the utmost prepared as her soldier instincts inhabit to her daily. She did train the commandant’s little sister afterall. “ State your purpose. ”

                                     Muse: Legretta The Quick - Tales of The Abyss / 2007.

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@crownlcsking muses: ❝ They call me southwest airlines the way I hand out that nut. Call me Amber Heard, cause we throwing them sheets out. Dasani? I got chu on both knees. Girl they call me Will Smith the way I be smacking them cheeks- I be Chris Rockin' your world . . . ❞ Flipping through his note cards, ❝ they call me amazon prime the way I overnight this package. ❞

       He was doing it again. She halt in her position and arms crossed over her chest, and she remained silent. Her focus set to try to comprehend all of these formed phrases. ' What the hell... How would I know who these individuals are. ...Is that something on the market? ' These were perhaps phrases that were said as coping mechanism. Who was she to judge. Her eyes darted to the source of these chants. She raised an eyebrow, was he following a script of sort... If such was the case, no interests from the general has followed, but instead raise some questioning to these sorts of methods. A breath exhaled from her lips. The cryokinesis general merely shook her head and placed her hand on her temple. Well it was a rather quiet day, and this be how he chose to spend it, then nothing shall be done. " Is that script from a play. It doesn't sound astounding.. " Dear gods, was that really she could say. The glacial colored general merely directed her eyes to the side elsewhere and heels clicked to indicate her departure.

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@crownlcsking inquired: nodding to himself, ❝ I pledge allegiance to the grind. I'm up early as hell about to get mine. ❞

        Puzzled expression conquers her features of the utterance of the individual. An eyebrow raised, to sapphire irises directing to the other. The general was merely observing the grounds for any rupture to take its place. Tranquility interrupted by such expression. Upon interpretation of his wording, perhaps a small chant to stimulate such motives for himself? Although, this wasn’t a situation to be perturbed of.. She merely shook her head. She extended her arm, her index digit pointing to the eastern gate of the town. “ How astounding. Allegiance can start by reporting to the gates over there and relieving the guards. ” She instructed. These units may of been assigned to enjoin forces with her and unfortunately would also require adjusting to their own routines of sorts.