#infiernogarde

[hanabisays]

@infiernogarde

'he was a gift from both my parents before they divorced." Haru is happily bathing in some delicious water. "He's been with me ever since."

[empyreanlight]

HE'D SEEN HER STANDING THERE, watching his work as mehrak glows a gentle hue with the schematics in place. nor was it unusual that people might glance his way when it was out, regardless of how technological other things were, the briefcase itself something fairly unique. but not once has he been asked if it was a gaming device before, the illumination cutting short as, at last, the machine reverts back to its usual appearance with a smiley face upon its front.

❝ A gaming device? I've heard about televisions here, but nothing like that... ❞ it was curious, something he found a slight intrigue in, if only a little. ❝ Mehrak, that's its name. You can say it's like my assistant for work. I don't think it's capable of playing anything like you said about a video game. ❞

@infiernogarde

[lovelysincerity]

@infiernogarde

"Not to butt in or anything, but you do know that those messages are scams, right?" She had heard people nearby complaining about suspicious messages asking for loads of money, and knowing that they were all fake, Miyako couldn't keep silent and decided to intervene before anyone could lose said money.

[isolaradiale]

Hello, I would like to re-apply Hikaru Shidou of Magic Knight Rayearth! -komachi

Welcome back to cozy Isola Radiale, Hikaru!

You will be housed in CONDO 407!

You will retain everything given to you during your previous stay.

Enjoy your stay!

– ⋆ mimosa.

[kleinstar]

@infiernogarde

These things remind him awfully a lot of of the mutant hexed hares from Klein with their multitudes of weirdly shaped fangs and eyes, long limbs that tag along even in an uneven terrain like this. He's managed to tag some of them off of him with spells but there's just too many of them so right now Eiden can't do much else than run.

His legs are really starting to feel that however and swapping to his wings only makes very little difference.

" Shit is there anyone around here....

[cityburns]

@infiernogarde

There was one last comfort he had, at least; his guitar. V had managed to find it somehow, and while he was certainly mad as fuck at V still, he could appreciate that. On a park bench taking up way too much of the space on it, Johnny has one leg extended, guitar slung over as he plucked a few tunes from Archangel. Never was released, but he wishes it was before he died. Probably one of his favorite tracks that he'd ever written with Kerry. He used to think that screaming into a mic at a bunch of teenagers was what made him feel better. It never was. It was the music.

"The fuck you starin' at?" He'd noticed he'd garnered a bit of unwanted attention. Should be expected, considering he's playing on the street. Makes him look like a busker. But he's not looking for company, and certainly not from V's imaginary friends. Privacy was impossible in a borrowed mind, but he thought after all their time together that V would let up with it a bit. That this was perhaps V's attempt at it.

[recgistrator]

*:･ﾟ✧ a (very delayed) starter for @infiernogarde ✧･ﾟ:*

The forest isn't particularly mapped out even by the locals (something about spirits wandering in there, which he assumes is just stray yokai and a ghost or two), so Regis decides to take a look for himself, hoping to find the World Flipper - hopefully already activated - that would take him home. No such luck so far, but just being here is... nice. Regis rarely gets to visit places with greenery such as this. Never enough time, always something or other to plan...

He picks up another flower to tuck into a small bouquet that's been collecting in his arms and visibly jerks in surprise when he notices he has company now.

"Ah, I didn't see you there, miss." He did, though to her credit, not right away. Regis removes one of the flowers and offers it to the girl. "Forgive me if it's too forward of a question but are you one of the denizens of the forest?"

[learnspells]

@infiernogarde

ʚїɞ - "Stop..." Fern held out an arm to stop a young girl from continuing down the path she was walking away from. She had wanted to walk that path too since it was the faster way to return with her groceries, but she'd encountered a problem along the way.

"You can't go that way. There was a traffic accident of some kind. I heard no one was hurt, but the road and both sidewalks are closed off a ways down."

[inheirit]

⠀⠀⠀❛ ⠀Not at all. At least you had the decency to aim it upward.⠀ ❜ ⠀⠀⠀THERE ⠀was a lack of alarm or indignation in her voice, rather composed all things considered. Don't misunderstand— she's extremely curious. That curiosity just happens to overpower any sense of fight or flight; after all, the Grail War exposed her to much more potent magical energy... and even that was only the beginning of a lifelong journey.

⠀⠀⠀Still, curiosity hasn't robbed her of her common sense. Rin stays at her ( relatively ) safe distance, pushing her hair over one shoulder. ⠀⠀❛ ⠀... Well ? Don't let me interrupt you. With a spell that potent, you'll need all the focus you can get... Just pretend I'm not even here.⠀ ❜ ⠀

starter - @inheirit

Hikaru knows there's no one there to use her rarely-used spell so, she practiced aiming on it as she did it upwards where no one gets hurt of its power, asides from limited use of five, now four. The glove she wore was the main source of her magic, after all.

Her eyes tilted to a girl with a red sweater in the middle of the incantation that she had to stop immediately.

"I, uh just trying to test my magic. Yeah, magic..." Awkward situation aside, well she's just trying it. "I didn't hurt anyone and you, right?"

Least Ruby Lightning was indeed her strongest spell, unfair aside with her friends with three spells and four.

[porteurdereve]

@infiernogarde

With the constant light in the sky, it's hard to discern whether it's night or day with a mere look. One has to use a clock or recognize the social patterns to determine the hour of the day. With the shops barely opening, it's evident that the sun is about to rise.

G'raha Tia wakes as the Crystal Exarch. He looks upon the Musica Universalis Markets preparing for the first sale of the day. As the shopkeepers move about, they greet the Exarch with generosity and respect. Some offer their first baked goods of the morning, begging the Exarch to taste and offer advice on their products. Soon enough, the Exarch has a basket of products in his free hand.

While the scene lends to familiarity, he knows this cannot be real. It's been years since he's been the Exarch. As he turns, he nearly runs into a young redhead who stands amid the morning rush.

"Good morning, young miss," he says, only revealing a soft smile underneath his hood. G'raha examines the young girl's attire, realizing she dresses differently than the people of Norvrandt. "' Tis obvious you aren't from here. If you require assistance, I shall provide it. The denizens of the Crystarium are prone to suspicion, so pray do not pay attention to the unusual glances you may receive. Come, I shall show you around the Crystarium, my home."

How is it that he slips into this role so quickly? Does he miss being the Exarch? G'raha Tia isn't quite sure... G'raha seems like a familiar name. Who is G'raha Tia?

The Exarch lowers his chin in contemplation. "Pray forgive me; this morning has left my mind foggy. Mayhaps I need a cup of coffee to wake me up. Are you of age to enjoy such beverages?"

[amoirsetpacis]

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          ★ --;; These days, Vash doesn’t find his body running as warm as it used to; the cold slowly seeps into his appendages and he can really feel it now. Once upon a time he had never had to worry about those things, but now he finds himself craving something warm to wrap his fingers around. Even though the leather glove that covers it, he still finds his hand that isn’t a prosthetic becoming stiff from the cold.

Which is why he finds himself where he does now; between the ache in his digits and the ever present, steadily increasing volume of the monster that could be considered his empty stomach, the siren song (or rather, smell) of the giant soup pot is nigh irresistible.

He opts for a large cup instead of a bowl, and his yellow sunglasses immediately fog up as he takes his first sip-- it’s some sort of chowder today.

“Ah!”

“Hothothothothothot--”

[dunamantique]

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[ambersurvivor]

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a sick and twisted joke was all he could think of it as. not so much being spirited away -- that was merely an inconvenience he had not planned to encounter -- but the deeper he found himself travelling through the mist-covered city, the more cruel his surroundings became. the foreign cityscape had turned into one he had not witnessed in roughly two decades, a pure white city almost magical that plummeted further and further into destruction the more he ventured forth. cold eyes were locked upon the path going forth, expression unamused and tongue clicked to further emphasis that the tall male was not, in fact, amused.

his grip around kikoku tightened. just as he thought he had lost his precious blade it had appeared by his side as though by magic although law was not a believer in such. for a while now he had felt a presence somewhere behind that felt different from the intangible soldiers running around all over the place and it bothered him that he couldn’t pinpoint its location although his only guess would be that it meant others were roaming around in here too. now the question was just: friend or foe? there was one effective way to find out, and with a low mutter law summoned a ‘room’ to better search. “shambles,” he muttered to substitute himself with the mist some metres away to pop op as though out of thin air right before a much smaller girl.

satisfaction filled him upon locating the stranger, but his glance remained ice cold as he looked down. “you don’t belong here,” he simply commented. “it’s in bad taste to peek into someone else’s nightmares, don’t you think so?”

[caliburn]

Two faces anything from bearing strong resemblance to perfect matches was story across the city with few exceptions; separate, yet incomplete, identities reunited once a particular floodgate opened up. In this case, their likeness expanded beyond physical appearance — through weary Cotes streets, they both carried bags packed with foodstuffs toward a destination unclear. 

Directing a mere glance toward the firewall, Lily stepped in their direction with hands hanging loosely either side. “Do you need help with those? They look heavy. If I were to guess, the way you’re heading leads towards the Underside. without protection, that’s a dangerous decision, no matter how well your intentions”. The younger redhead easily became the focal point of the woman’s attention, examined on the one side of her field of view. “Are there any from your city taking residence in that area? There are a number of clinics which would offer shelter to any sleeping rough”.

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[isolaradiale]

Hello! I would like to re-apply Hikaru Shidou of Magic Knight Rayearth, if possible! -komachi

Welcome back to scenic Isola Radiale, Hikaru!

You will be housed in APARTMENT 302!

You’ll retain everything you were given in your previous stay.

– ⋆ diadem.

[sterrenlied]

🎶 | @infiernogarde // STARTER CALL

✧*:･ﾟ| HE isn't a fighter by nature, but if he's going to prove himself, he'd best grow accustomed to this mirror world. With every step taken, he's confronted by a sense of WRONGNESS, buildings slightly shifted out of place or signs displaying different images. Every so often, he finds his steps turned back around to the place he began. Not even maps could help, for he's always been the sort to rely on his intuition for directions.

A sigh, as though he's finally been broken down. Palms rest upon his knees, eyes lowered. He doesn't want to GIVE UP yet, with a determined glint to his lilac eyes. ❝Young miss, you also look a little lost,❞ he says, when those eyes catch a teenager who seems to have herself turned around. ❝Or, at least … not yet accustomed to this Spirale. Am I correct?❞