#*/ IC.

[gyokutoll]

Protective talismans aren’t enough I need to get a gun

[houseflyy]

Her relief in Bruce reassuring her right back was unfortunately short-lived. Just as Melody had returned to picking and pulling at the sticky strings on herself more forcefully, growing impatient at them being there, she flicked her gaze up at Bruce and the direction he faced. The mention of campers, the alarm in his voice, the far-off blur of light—she pieced together what was bound to happen.

“Oh—Oh! People! They’re coming!” She yelped and stumbled over herself. That was how she realized her efforts hadn’t freed her entirely from the webbing; she wrapped an arm and a leg together!

Melody groaned. She could deal with this mess later. She could return to the campgrounds and explore more of it later! They had to leave!

The little fly popped from the table and retreated to the Cetus’s back. She landed not-so-gracefully on one of his spines; her tangled-up limbs wanted to cling to two different places but arrived as one. “Go, Bruce,” she said urgently. “Shoot through!”

"Oh, don't'cha worry 'bout that, Mel," the Cetus reassured the fly, shaking his head. "All the matters' is ye're 'lright."

Suddenly Bruce heard the distant footfalls against gravel. His head whipped towards the camp grounds to see a flashlight beam beyond the trees. Even from afar, he could hear humans voices from the flashlight's carrier and feel the distance between him and the strangers thinning by the second. Shit shit shit

"Ah, Melody?" Bruce whispered to the fly still working at the webbing attached to her. "Think we might wanna shoot through before I give some campers a scare, eh?" As casual as his words rumbled quietly, a tone of panic clutched to the cadence of Bruce's voice.

[wingherc]

@gaiaspoken

｢𓆄｣ Dropping by the flower shop was definitely a surprise. Hawks had wisened up to the girls this go around and managed to sneak around the back going undetected, even with his arms full. Fortunately, he's quiet as he entered the boss lady's office.

And it was finally starting to look like it was all her's now: finally! To make his presence known, he let out an impressed whistle at the decor and smiled.

"It's not stuffy in here, you really livened the place up."

"I would've warned you I was dropping by. But. My phone kinda fell outta my pocket and got smashed to bits. So I'm getting a new one here soon." Hawks warned as he casually sauntered into the office, and pulled Aerith's long insulated winter coat over her.

"Can I steal you away for a little bit?"

[vierandancer]

@theazureblade - continuing from here

"Aye, you can," Meiko grinned. She wasn't going to really drag Aymeric out of the office against his will. She knew when to take a hint when someone told her to plainly fuck off. But she also knew Aymeric would never leave his office if he wasn't encouraged to do something a wee bit irresponsible. "Feel free to blame me as much as you like."

[fortruechaos]

@familylightfox said: ❛ i don't look like a ghost, do i? see? warm. ❜ (From Volt since he's had a few changes since they last saw each other. ;p)

So Shadow had hit his head a little hard when Zone-warping this time. Whatever. He sat up from where he'd tumbled onto the ground and rubbed at his forehead, squinting at Volt when the other said that and reached his non-cybernetic hand out to help him up, which Shadow accepted after just a moment longer of staring at Volt. Warm, indeed.

"No, you don't." When he was on his feet again he squinted at Volt once more, although not for doubting his existence this time, but rather because he simply looked changed from the last time Shadow had been here. "But you do look different. Have I been gone long again?"

[pavlovianpanic]

❝ i told you already, ❞ he says, taking a few test shots, ❝ you're fine. no one is going to see these but me, anyway. you're worrying way too much. ❞ nathan is oddly comfortable, but that must mean it's because he's in his element. he's relying a lot on natural lighting today, the clouds parting perfectly for just enough drab and just enough fab. you're leaning too much, he seems to say, gesturing to stand straighter. there we go. perfect. ❝ see? you're fine. hey, tilt your head a bit for me, huh? ❞ — open ( nathan p. )

[chounaifu]

" By the age of six, EVERY child should know how to hot wire a car and steal from government buildings!!! I'm gonna personally give every impressionable six year old a pocket knife and a bag of candy full of red dye for the EXTRA POWERFUL BRAIN CHEMICALS. "

[gravesung]

❝ ...? ❞ leeeans down to where they're sitting. ❝ hey, you okay? ❞

[gyokutoll]

I’m tired of being in situations.

[wingherc]

@gaiaspoken

｢𓆄｣ When the invites for the party had come out, Hawks had sent a text Aerith's way, effectively inviting her to go with him. With her acceptance of his invitation, he suggested with the nature of it being a masked ball, that they try to find each other! And while they'd at least coordinated a color palette, neither one knew what the other would be wearing, so it kept it fresh.

And, with Hawks' late arrival, when he was in proximity of the manner, he could already hear the atmosphere of the party through one of his feathers. Sooo, maybe he had an added perk, but, he wouldn't find her right away just to even out the playing field. Even so much as to moving farther away when he was mingling with some other party goers.

After being at the party for about thirty-ish minutes, he decided the jig was up, and it's when she was being invited for a dance, is an arm thrown around her.

"There you are, I've been looking everywhere for you." A playful laugh escaped him as he guided her away from the crowd. "You haven't been here long, have you?"

[vierandancer]

@starrymused

After everything that had gone on with Garlean Empire, Meiko had felt her stomach sink at the rumors of another mysterious magitek machine accompanying an equally mysterious man in black.

"Not fuckin' the day," she muttered as she made her way out into Thanalan. Despite the potential danger of yet another Asican making trouble, however, she hadn't reached for her Linkpearl to alert the others. Not even her brother. She would, of course, if the rumors proved true...but people were sometimes blind. Or paranoid. Or stupid (herself included). And if it truly were a threat worth investigating, someone would've come running into town screaming already. So, hopefully...

...

Huh.

It wasn't all that hard to spot the strange magitek vehicle from a distance, but she nearly missed the lad curled up in front of it looking like how she oft did after too many firewaters. Perhaps that was why she didn't draw her weapons as she approached, albeit cautiously.

"Y...You all right, lad?"

[fortruechaos]

@spirestar said: he’s gonna marry me. (for literally anyone from amy. also including shadow but i'm only sending this once. let's do smth funny)

Shadow squints down at the three tarot cards he's just drawn. Amy insisted on him giving her a reading--something about finding it hard to read for herself. So Shadow picked three at absolute random from their hands and laid them down for them...and after only a handful of seconds spent mulling it over, Amy had proudly declared this to the room.

"Huh...?"

Shadow squints even more at the three cards trying to make sense of Amy's happy proclamation for her future. Sure, The Lovers might be there in the spread, but he always thought tarot was supposed to be more flexible than that. Actually, maybe he doesn't care.

"Well, I guess I better go tell Sonic to buy a suit."

[zat4nna]

[ hair & lean ]  –  for the sender to brush a strand of hair out of the face, and lean in slowly for a kiss.

zatanna remembers what it is like to be kissed by john constantine. it's just the two of them, she does not know why she let him so close. but it's easy. it's easier than running and trying to put a sea between them. she's looking at him and he's older, stopped being that young man she fell in love with. it's not like he has changed, but maybe she has, the circumstances certainly have. she sees him and she does not see the fire, or death looming grim over his shoulder. she just sees him, getting lost on blue eyes. he leans in. and the old zatanna would've moved away. the old zatanna would have been upset. but she's been livining stuck in the past, like a broken record, living like a ghost, like she was the one who died.

but her mind clears, her cheeks warm. and her hands on his shoulders, the hesitation of pushing melts into the intent of pulling him just that little bit closer. leans closer and faster than him. a conscious decision. zatanna almost melts into it, the tension leaving her body. and she remembers, it's this very silly warm feeling. it's like casting magic without any of the words. she's twenty again, it's all the good with none of the bad. the rub of his stubble, the way the smell of cigarettes kisses the airs. damn you, john constantine.

[z0mburger]

CONT'D. @sillymuses

💀 — “ Oh, no, no. I hear ya, sister! You're preaching to the choir here. ”

[ though the undead isn't ' evil ' enough to wish any ... extreme harm upon the living, the scrambling firemen have it under control. that's what they're paid for! once that moral quandary is settled, he's good to justify the other one.]

“ I've had my share of ' accidents ' involving some property damage. People get on my ass about it! But if a layman had access to the Necronomicon or some shit, potion of fiery explosion – ? They'd do the same. Good to get it out in one go; you feel better now, don't 'cha? ”

[mystalwartheart]

"I saw you out there, fighting for your life." Kelpie hissed out. They was stalking after the women. Not knowing if she was part of the BSAA or any of the groups that were hunting them.

Jill spins on her heels to find the source of the voice addressing her, and sees someone standing before her. They look human, but not...exactly, and it's clear by their physical condition they've been through hell themselves. She's cautious, sizing the stranger up, but not yet reaching for her weapon.

"You've been watching me," Jill observes plainly and calmly. Evidently, there are other actors at play here. She wonders if the stranger might be an undercover operative, or a B.O.W. sent to kill her by Los Illuminados, the KGB or some remnant of the Spencer family or Umbrella Corporation, but she's never seen a B.O.W. display such obvious sapience before: Typically they're uncontrollable shambling monstrosities, or soldiers programed to obey orders without question with no free will of their own.

She decides to take a chance, slowly beginning to raise her hands, but not keeping them far from her holster.

"May I ask who you are, and why you're following me?" Jill asks carefully and politely.