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1, 3, 7, 16, 24, 31, 37, 39, and 42, all for Zar!
thank you for asking about my cat.........
1. How do they move and carry themselves? Pace, rhythm, gestures, energy?
Zariel is incredibly efficient with her movement--she's spent years doing subterfuge for Ash, so she moves quietly and quickly and spares no extra energy in superfluous motion. She otherwise tends to be pretty still and has a very subdued energy--it's not exactly laziness or exhaustion, she's just incredibly stoic and doesn't really give much away, even in her body language or vibes.
3. How do they position themselves in a group? Do they like to be the center of attention, or do they hang back at the edges of a crowd?
Zariel tends to hang in the midst of things, but it's rare she draws any sort of attention to herself. She's the type to listen in and gather as much information as she can about something or someone, hear about the going-ons of everyone around her, and then neatly file that information away. You won't typically notice her, but she's certainly heard everything you've ever talked about in this conversation!
7. How do they physically engage with other people, inanimate objects, and their environment? What causes the differences between these?
Deeply withdrawn, Zariel isn't a very touchy sort of person. She keeps strictly to her personal space bubble and it's rare she reaches out to others--she doesn't even really seem to gesture much. Her environment, however, she's kept perfect track of and she's very aware of any potential weapons either she or someone else might use in her surroundings. She's used to improvised combat, so there's been plenty of times she's grabbed a smashed bottle or broken off a chair leg in a pinch.
16. Do they dream? What are those dreams like?
Zariel has frequent nightmares of her time back when she was held hostage by her half-brothers. It's pretty much all she ever dreams about, reliving the same painful experiences over and over and over again. She tends to go as long as she can without sleep as a result, reluctant to contend with yet another round of horrific torture.
24. How do they present themselves socially? What distinguishes their “persona” from their “true self”, and what causes that difference?
There's a very obvious difference between her persona and her true self--her persona is that of Kalla Ravencloak, a very serious, no-nonsense efficient agent that is skilled at subterfuge and information gathering. As Kalla, she speaks only when necessary, tends to avoid confrontation or drawing attention to herself, and otherwise takes up as little presence as possible.
This, however, is not who Zariel is, but rather the armor she has created for herself. Underneath, Zariel is still the same charr she used to be before the incident--she's loud and bold, with a snarky sense of humor and a reckless, proud streak a mile wide. Only those that are close to her actually get to see this side of her, and those within her close confidence are well aware of how lively and energetic Zariel can truly be.
31. Is there anything that counts as a “dealbreaker” for them, positively or negatively? What makes things go smoothly, and what spoils an activity or ruins their day? Why?
Zariel doesn't particularly enjoy anything that forces her to be intimate in some way with another person, even if it means something as simple as being assigned a partner on a mission. She prefers working alone as much as possible and keeping anyone and everyone as far away from her emotionally as she can manage. As long as she's left to her own devices to carry out her work, she's happy. She's especially reluctant and cagey around other charr, for fear of being recognized, and will actively refuse working with other Ash Legion charr, Cato being special exception for obvious reasons (as Cato was the one who both put in the recommendation for her for Dragon's Watch, and also simply recognized who Zariel was).
37. Have they had any special education or training that colors their means of learning about or understanding the world? Conversely, do they lack some kind of education considered essential in their world? What kind of impact has this addition or lack had on them?
No particularly special education--Zariel was trained in the fahrar like any cub and learned her skills early on when she discovered she was an easy target for bullying and couldn't, despite her best efforts, beat her fellow cubs in a straight up hand to hand fight. So she learned stealth and trickery to play pranks for revenge and to dodge trouble, a skill that translated into her work for Ash. She was in the process of training to take her aunt's place as Centurion, and thus has a somewhat more detailed education of the politics of the Black Citadel, although it's nothing she particularly utilizes anymore.
39. What sort of questions or thoughts recur in their lives, either specifically or as a theme? Why are these never answered, or answered permanently to their satisfaction?
Zariel is haunted by what her life could've been if her brothers hadn't ruined it for her. She doesn't exactly dwell on it on a daily basis, but sometimes late at night she'll lie awake thinking about what should've been and feeling... angry, cheated by the world. She's not unhappy with her current lot as part of Dragon's Watch exactly, it's good work that leaves her feeling accomplished and like she's doing something important. She just wishes she could go back to when things were simple, when she felt safe in her own skin, when she was able to go by her name and not a fake name. What her life could've been is, unfortunately, a question and a scenario that is permanently out of her reach. Her half-brothers made sure of that.
42. I have a question of my own!
Fun Zariel Facts:
-Big coffee drinker, always has been.
-Can't cook to save her life. She could burn water given the chance.
-Has always gone out of her way to feed stray animals.
-Has been a breeder of ravens for quite some time, since her youth. It started as a hobby, although once she started getting promotions she started training her birds to carry messages for her. She's quite proud of them, and was pretty sore to lose her flock after she was kidnapped and had to start over from scratch. These days, her birds carry messages for Dragon's Watch.
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beyondmistland · 3 years
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Hidden History of the North: Lost Letter VIII
Letter #87: The Ballad of the Desert Wolf is popular in Dorne despite House Stark’s claim that Roderick Ravencloak had no bastards. (The king’s heir and successor wed Jeyne Bracken out of spite for his parents. Thus did Alaric become known as “the Acrimonious”.)
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lettersofsky · 7 years
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Streaming Shenanigans
@chaoscheebs gave me “I really like a man who’s good with his hands,” for Strifesodos and I immediately went to Streamer Friends Dynamics and it’s not NSFW in the slightest. Just fun cracky nonsense in this one! To help balance out the last one.
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“Chetchi says you’re terrible.”
“Chetchi doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”
“Malborowaifu doesn’t think you’ll do it either.”
“Why don’t you ever read out the nice comments,” Cloud complained, gaze focused on the screen in front of him. He flicked his gaze to Genesis’ form, registering the other man’s teasing smile before returning his attention to the game.”Boost my confidence, or something like that.”
“They’re so hard to find though,” Genesis whined, burrowing further into his warm jacket and focusing on the chat he had opened in front of him. “Everyone’s complaining that you’re butchering their favourite songs.”
“I’m not butchering them!” Cloud said, amusement colouring his tone as he selected the next piece of music for the night. “I’m barely missing the notes!”
“Whatever helps you get through the day,” Genesis responded, leaning back against the couch. He brought up the poll for the next song selection and groaned when he saw what the next few songs would be. “They’re going through my music library again,” he whined, gazing at the titles of four songs by one of his favourite bands.
“I’ll make sure to butcher those,” Cloud promised, flexing his hand around his controller as he started the song. “Find something nice to say while I do this.”
“Alright,” Genesis said, switching back to the chat and reading what the comments that crawled across his screen. It was just a small stream tonight, late and easy-going for the subscribers, usually the second Friday night of the month was reserved for the four of them a fighting game of some kind but both Aerith and Sephiroth were own of town and they’d decided to just relax with a rhythm game.
They’d started with a few songs that Cloud liked before opening up to viewer requests, when things got fun. They’d sent in the most amusing requests; troll songs, opening themes, actual requests and he even thought he’d recognized the Chocobo Warriors theme song amongst the pieces Cloud had already played through, then they’d starting sending in some of his and Cloud’s favourite artists. Watching Cloud become frustrated over his inability to play his favourite pieces of music was amusing to say the least.
With Cloud’s request for him to find something nice to say to him, the chat was flooded with questions, queries and encouragement. He snorted at a few of the more amusing messages from Cloud’s more amusing subscribers, shifting to a comfortable position as he responded to the ones that had caught his eyes.
“Aerith and Seph are away, Drago,” Genesis answered one of the questions in the chat, skimming the crawling words for compliments to give Cloud once he was done with his current track. “They’re searching for replacements.”
“They won’t have to work hard for that,” Cloud muttered, pulling a laugh from Genesis’ throat. The chat erupted with amused responses to the man’s words and a few people that didn’t quite grasp their particular brand of humour needing to have the joke explained to them.
The track finished in the next minute, showing off Cloud’s score and his overall ranking. It was a decent score, much better than the scores he had gotten little more than an hour before, Cloud was definitely getting better as he went. The chat had noticed as well, if the flood of congratulatory messages was any indication.
Cloud set down his controller on the table in front of him, reaching out towards where Genesis was sitting. “Come here,” Cloud urged, patting the space next to him before holding his hand to him again. “I wanna see the trash they’re saying about me.”
Genesis snorted but grasped Cloud’s hand and allowed him to tug him from his comfy seat and next to him, burrowing into his side to soak up as much of the other’s warmth as he could. He handed the man the device he had been reading the chat on, leaving him to interact with the viewers as he got himself comfortable again.
“Shut up guys,” Cloud grumbled, rolling his eyes at the camera for the audience. “We’re not being ‘sweetly domestic’, Gen’s just being a heat sponge again.”
“I’m stealing that term for later,” he informed the other man, stretching his legs out along the couch until he was tucked against Cloud’s side. “It’s perfect for us.”
“Don’t encourage them,” Cloud said, words coloured with an exaggerated sigh. His hand lifted from where it had been resting and started to run through his hair with absent-minded movements, pulling a pleased noise from Genesis’ noise as he relaxed against him completely. “Chetchi’s threatening us with fanart, again.”
“I love Chetchi’s art,” Genesis said, teasing smile in place as he looked up at Cloud. “The one they did of you and Seph as Air Pirates is the most adorable thing ever.”
Cloud flushed slightly but ignored him, focusing on interacting with the chat for a bit. “Thank you for the compliments Gravedigger,” he said, eyes moving over the chat quickly. “And thank you, Breezy, for the grievous insult to my skills.”
Genesis smiled, content to listen to Cloud talk to the chat as he remained pressed to his side and enjoyed his warmth and the relaxed feeling of the stream. It wasn’t that uncommon for them to end up curled up together during the streams, despite how flustered Cloud always got, and the viewers were well aware of that fact; Chetchi’s wouldn’t be the first piece of them curled up together, nor did he think it would be the last. A lot of them were incredibly cute and he loved embarrassing Cloud with them.
He focused back on Cloud when a particular comment caught his attention, turning towards him and speaking without a second thought.
“- not just dating me for my looks, Ravencloak! There’s other reasons!
“I really like a man who’s good with his hands.”
Cloud paused, looking down at him with flushed cheeks and an expression that told him how foolish he was being. He blinked after a few moments, turning away from him as he responded. “I’m glad you said ‘man’ instead of ‘person’ there.”
“Oh?”
“Yup,” Cloud answered, gaze purposely trained on the chat. “If you had said ‘person’ then you’d probably dump me for Aerith at least once every month.”
Genesis opened his mouth to say something in response but froze, considering what Cloud had said. “Point,” he said, reaching out and taking his device back from Cloud. “The things that woman can do with her hands are positively sinful.”
He felt no qualms in labelling Aerith that way; she was a champion at fighters and ensured that they remembered it. During one of their previous streams together he’d turned the video onto her hands so the viewers could see the exact precision and speed of her hands during the matches; to say it was impressive was putting it lightly. It was one of their highest viewed clips, aside from the one where Seph and Cloud got jumpscared by a RPG-maker game.
“Yup,” Cloud agreed with a soft laugh, reaching out and picking his controller up again. “Now, which of your favourite songs am I destroying first?”
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thegodthief · 8 years
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No, [Anon], I’m not telling you to do the thing because I’m afraid you’ll be more awesome than me. I’m telling you to do the thing because intentionally blowing off medical advice can fucking kill you. George Ravencloak is an outlier and should not have been fucking counted.
I dun care how many “miraculous” events I’ve lived through, I’m still going to get x-rays if I think I’ve broken my arm. Miracles are outliers in themselves and can not be counted on for saving my ass for dramatic effect.
If you wanna be better than me at something, how about being better at preventative health care by getting a physical once a year and while you’re at it, how about having a mental care check up in the confidence of a licensed practitioner’s office because it’s always the shit you think is nothing to bother with that jumps up and bites you in the emotional taint when you least expect it.
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cosplaydesignstudio · 9 years
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