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      HE STIFFENS, A RABBIT AWARE ITS BEEN CAUGHT -- but if he feels fear, it does not bleed through to his expression. Instead, what lies there is anger, frustration, a misplaced feeling of pity. There was no betrayal, however -- how could you feel betrayed by a turn of events you saw a mile away? Even disappointment was hard to come by, feeling it only on Kuai's part.

      "You had so much potential, Frost." A pitying jab, meant to unnerve, for who was he to tell her what her potential was? "Why throw away everything Grandmaster Kuai Liang has worked for? For power? To do what with, exactly?"

      EVERY WORD SPOKEN IS SPENT SEARCHING FOR AN OPPENING -- he could kick her away, he could strike her, he could attempt to wrench her weapon away from her... as much use as that could be, when your opponent was a weapon, could construct new ones at will.

      No matter the option though, he was at a disadvantage -- for unlike either of their mentors, he was ultimately a mortal man. Skilled, but nothing other than flesh and bone put up against a cryogenic machine.

     HE JUST NEEDED TO WAIT FOR THE RIGHT MOMENT, as even if he got stabbed while getting away from her, he could still fight... at the very least to buy others time.

[maximummusesarch]

@kldblodiige​ (sc)

“I can feel the metals coursing through your body.  For the sake of your time and more importantly, my own, tell me you’ve no intention of picking a fight with the master of magnetism.”

[chokethelight]

  “I don’t hold grudges. I am the flame that will extinguish them all together.”

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[soulcluster-moved]

@kldblodiige​; 

To appreciate the mortal realm was to appreciate all that the jinsei provided, and to remember the reason they strove so hard to protect this realm. That included everything from the dirt upon which Fujin now sat to the rays of sunlight that graced his skin, warming him from head to toe. He breathed deep, his shoulders relaxed, and he felt a peace that matched the bounty of life around him.

Yet everything had a cycle. Just as life flourished around him, it also died. A fly caught in a spiderweb that stretched between thin branches, its webbing iridescent. A fox catching a rabbit, teeth stained scarlet. They were as much part of the circle as anything else, no more and no less, just as necessary. 

A ladybug came to rest on his hand and he watched with a smile as it crawled, bright red against his tawny skin. That was when he saw her passing nearby, her form easily distinguishable among nature’s greens and browns.

“Frost.” Fujin’s voice cut clear, carried by the wind. “I did not expect to see you here.”

[chxxseyourfighter]

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It was disappointing...knowing that she was just stuck here with no way of returning back home.  Days at a time she mostly kept to herself, no place else to go...and she didn’t exactly know anyone either..well she knew her mother, but this woman wasn’t the same as the one back home.  But Selah knew that this isn’t what her mother would have wanted, neither her father to just give up so easily.  So she wouldn’t.  

The laboratory was silent...where was she?  Most likely turning another person into one of those...things.  She still didn’t understand it...nor did she truly want to understand it.  “Mo-...Frost?”  Still trying to not call her that. 

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[kaediisarchive]

[ Frost | @kldblodiige​​ | x ]

Seeing her face brought calmness to her heart, her face was still freezing and her hands shaking from the nightmare she just experienced a few seconds ago, at least Skarlet was by her side, but couldn’t help her fingers from pressing her arms, reassuring herself that she was there with her. “I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, seriously, I haven’t had one of these in a long while.” There was sweat running down her forehead and cheeks, not tears at least, breathing heavily while doing her best to calm herself down.

          ❝ SHH. THERE’S NO NEED TO APOLOGIZE. ❞  Skarlet pulls herself closer and takes Frost’s hand, lacing their fingers together. Her other hand reaches for the woman’s face, wiping the sweat away from her brow and temples. Her voice is like soft velvet, steady and calm, as she tries to comfort her. She’s lived with nightmares and night terrors her entire life; she would never judge Frost for experiencing the same thing. There is only compassion within her softened features.  ❝ I get them, too. I know how horrible the experience can be. Take your time recovering from it, ❞  she whispers.  ❝ Can I get you anything? Hot chocolate? Ice cream? A glass of ice water? ❞

[fiery-assassin-arc]

♤ : For a written confession.

Get a letter from my muse! || ACCEPTING!

tw blood, tw nudity mention, tw gore.

My hands are still stained with blood. Your blood. It had been weeks since I killed you, holding the rusted pipe above my head, your head resembling an uncased sausage. I didn’t even consider the consequences of my actions until later on. When your screams echoed inside my brain, colliding with the gentle piano my fingers used to touch and make magic with.

I didn’t consider if you had a family. I didn’t consider if anyone would even miss you. I didn’t consider that anyone would find the remains of your broken, bloody body.

ALL I CARED ABOUT WAS LEAVING. I DIDN’T GIVE A FUCK IF YOU DIED. WHY? HOW? THIS SHOULDN’T BE RIGHT THIS SHOULDN’T BE RIGHT I AM JUST A CHILD IN A WAR I WASN’T MEANT TO BE IN

YOU WERE NOT MEANT TO DIE YOU WERE NOT MEANT TO DIE LIKE THAT……..

I’m so sorry for my misdeeds… or maybe not. I should should feel bad about hurting harming killing you but….. I lack the ability to feel such a thing right now. Perhaps the shock hasn’t worn over yet.

It frightens me still, as I write with this feather quill in this house I am in. Full of people who decided to let me stay while I heal. From wounds your BOSS caused. Do you have ANY idea how humiliating that was? To be strung up, bare to all as I was slashed with a whip.? I. WAS. 17. I think I remember your face in the moment. Looking up at me with muddled eyes, having a smugness and sympathy for me, I think of it as pity.

I’d like to think if I had been granted the opportunity to spare you, I would be morally conflicted. I would. My faith would tear me apart and question if this is the right choice, while the vengeful, the indignant side of me would not hesitate to do it again. To ram that pipe into your thick skull and hear it crack. AGAIN..

And again

And again

And a g a i n.

I don’t know if you had a family, but I know they would not allow you to do what you do. Work in that…. Monster’s organization. Commit such crimes heinous enough to make one’s grandmother shift in their ceremonial site..

I’s a good thing that’s all over. It has to be has tobe..

You were my first kill. I’ll never forget you, Muscles. Never will.

The little bitch…

[thesestrxxts]

@kldblodiige​ said: “hey, hey, hey. look at me, look at me. it’s okay.| at Erron, yes I'm a bit malicious” 

Trauma Starters || ACCEPTING!!

He was panting, curling himself into a ball, hands twisting into his hair. His voiced sounded choked, as if he were trying to hide his cries. Unable to calm down as Frost helped him onto his back, the touch of her cold across his warm skin made for a slow wake, finally relaxing with his cheek in her palm. Hazel eyes blinking hard once they finally saw her, her voice reaching out to him.

“Frost...”

His breathing steadies and he finally relaxes. Melting under her touch, an unwelcome tear sneaking from the corner of his eye.

“Oh, sugar I’m...I’m so sorry, I must’ve woke you.” He kisses her palm with a sigh of relief. She’s here. No one can hurt him when she’s here. “I’m sorry, baby, go back to sleep, I’m okay. Really...”

[sanguisfulgur]

@kldblodiige​

The mask is removed from her face, pushed up into the messy confines of her hair not weaved into a braid. A breath is exhaled, forming in front of her like a cloud of smoke. 

Unseasonably cold for the time of year— fortunately it did not bother her in the least. 

“Anyone else feel a chill?” 

[akari-kiyama-a]

“ there is true magic in you. ” (hello again)

Misc. Quotes || Accepting 

    ❝Ah I wouldn’t say magic, I am certainly not that capable and from what I recall it’s something one is born with❞ Akari was quick to reply, waving her hands in defense, head shaking ever so slightly. ❝I do appreciate the comment though❞ she soon added, a soft sigh to fall off rosy lips, small hands carefully pouring two cups of tea- a special blend, one the herbalist has only recently created.

     A smile soon tugged at each corner of the woman’s lips, handing Frost a cup with a certain gleam in her eyes. ❝Please tell me your honest opinion of it!❞ 

[violentusinpace]

“   show   yourself  .   ” @ Remington

A low chuckle erupted from his throat, watching as this cold-emitting creature moved around. As if on edge, waiting for him. How delightful. No doubt she was a cyromancer, if there were any survivors still walking among the realm of the living. In his dark haven, he slowly moved out of the darkness, clasping his hands behind his back, putting one in front to bow dramatically.

"Someone seems to be a bit testy, who might you be?"

[healingwords]

@kldblodiige​ ♥’ed for a starter from Kitana.

“--I think that is enough for now.”

A flick of her wrist and the Kahnum regarded her sparring partner with a faint hint of a smile. Was it a flight of Kitana’s fancy, or did moisture gleam upon Frost’s skin-like covering? Perhaps it was mere condensation, a memory of the cryomancy the other called forth with such ease. The Edenian tilted her head faintly to one side as she regarded Frost, her smile growing just a bit to being properly visible.

“Do you require a moment’s rest?”

[chxxseyourfighter]

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          :･ﾟ🌪️┇ ❝Do you remember the last thing your mother said to you?❞ He looks at her with an incomprehensible gaze — as though he is speaking not here but elsewhere all the while he is staring through her, past the metal and wires and gears – he smiles, and that too seems like it would belong better to a rubber mask than his handsome features. ❝No — not that mother. The other. The one connected to your point of origins. Do you? I do. I heard her. Soon you will be unborn and you will remember too.❞

[kaediisarchive]

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[ @kldblodiige | let skarlet do her thing | still accepting ]

          ❝ Ice. Cold, cold ice, spiked and pointed outward. It wants to hurt, wants to maim, because the blood itself has been hurt far too often. It is defensive. Full of anger and rage. Rage that it uses to protect itself, to keep the sadness away, because sadness is much harder for it to accept than anger. But this refusal to accept things has led to great loss. A loss of self. The blood doesn't know what it is; who it belongs to. It only knows that it must survive. Adapt and overcome. It must be the best, because that is all it has to justify existence. How incredibly sad and lonely that existence must be. ❞