Can I just take a moment to say…
How god damn
Much of a DORK
That my boyfriend is???
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Never giving up
Can I just take a moment to say…
How god damn
Much of a DORK
That my boyfriend is???
FLOWERING-MIZUHO IS MY WAIFU.
((ACTUAL SHEELOS YES GOOD I APPROVE.
wait…
NO YOU DO NOT SEE ME HERE WHAT ARE U TALKING ABOUT *flies away into the wind*))
((Whoops! Got distracted by looking through my archives on Seles again. Ahhh….memories. Anyway, I need to sleep. I’ll see you all tomorrow!))
“You really should pay attention to where you land.” He didn’t mean to sound like a jackass but it was just the way it came out. “He’s asleep you don’t have to worry about that as of yet.” Well, that was halfway true at least. The god wasn’t wanting to come out yet, so he was going to have to deal with her.
Though Ivy’s healing did a good job, there were still some things that didn’t heal exactly how he wanted it too but understood. Sometimes, you won’t let your body heal, and you want to keep those scares for some reasons. Though those reasons at this time didn’t concern him, what concerned him was the bath she was heading on.
“You’re going down a dangerous path there Seles. You’re going to end up dead by your own hand if you don’t take care of yourself.”
She listened to what he said, somewhat relieved that the deity who owned her soul wasn’t awake at the moment. Though she still had a few questions herself. Especially where the concern over what the whole ‘ownership of her soul’ would entail.
“I’m sorry…” She murmured quietly. “I just…wanted to get out….I didn’t look where I was going.” Not that she could in any case. She hadn’t been able to see with her heart where she was heading through the rifts since she had that bout of amnisia. Seemed whatever had taken a lock to her memories back then had decided to lock away her old ‘Cheat’ spell too.
She then frowned at his next words, not quite ready to give up her task yet. “But…I have to fight. No one else can take out the Nests like I can. If I don’t….the multiverse will be in danger.”
It didn’t seem she cared that he was there. Yet, looking over her body he knew she had to of been in so many fights. This girl needed to take better care of herself, he could feel something agree with him. Shaking his head, he moved his jacket around her and carefully picked her up. Not many seemed to notice, yet that was expected. Bees never notice one person gone unless it was the queen, and so many bees around were just milling away.
“You can’t do this to yourself.” He mumured as he started to walk with the girl. She was so light, lighter than when he first had seen her he knew that much and so much paler. Over a boy she was trying to kill herself because he wasn’t there? Something made him tick, and it was down right annoying.
He took her back to the house, he was met by the woman of the house and the shadow. With just a look at them and to her there was a short nod and he moved placing her on the couch.
Ivy had moved and proceeded to heal the physical marks and such from her. Helped her skin return to a normal color, though it took alot from her. The shadow moved back hiding in their leader’s shadow as they left the room.
“Seles, it’s time to wake up.” His voice was calm, he watched her as he mentally snapped her attention away from Claus.
Many of her wounds had been fresh, but minor. However, many more were so deeply marked that not even a healing spell could get rid of them, the most prominant of them being a burn along the edge of her stomach, distinctly white against the pale flesh. It looked almost like a branding, and it refused any attempt to clear it up.
Nonetheless she did respond positively to the spells, and quickly calmed down into an easier, if deeply worn, sleep.
Then his voice reached through to her, and she opened her eyes.
“Where…am I?” She asked quietly, blinking her eyes slowly as she laid on the couch. “What..” She slowly turned her head and focused her attention on the elder boy before her, her eyes widening upon realization. “Y-you?”
Anubis had been walking, a light summer jacket hanging off his shoulder as he seemed to flow through the crowds in the park with ease. Nothing stood out to him, and he certianly didn’t care about anyone in the area anyways. All they did was buzz, mentally jibbering and jabbering, thoughts tasted like honey, but sometimes that honey came at such a sickening price.
Though something caught his eye, or perhaps it was his mind. The sobbing, the mental plea for help from a voice he knew. Now the god was asleep, or at least not out on the opened. But he knew that sound, that voice, and so he went over to where she was. Under a tree that seemed to have no one around it he came up to the ginger who was curled up. He bent down, her shouts were now louder than they had been before. So she was broken already was she? He knew it wasn’t something that could be fixed in a day but perhaps he could help just a little bit. Putting a hand on her shoulder his voice was quiet. “Seles, it’s alright. I’m here now.”
She didn’t know where she was. She didn’t know how she got here. She didn’t even know when she’d ended up in this situation. All she’d known was…she needed to get out. She had to get away from the fighting, from the pain, from the self imposed isolation. Her heart ached in her chest as her body shook with quiet sobs. She barely registered the presence of other people around her. They didn’t notice her, and she didn’t notice them.
All she knew was the difficulty of breathing and the ache in her chest and on her battered body. Marks littered her everywhere now, and she was paler then normal.
How long had she fought? How long had she been at this endless, meaningless battle?
She only halfway noted the presence of someone who she knew, the rest of her was focused on one thing, and one thing only.
When was he going to wake up?
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swooning
She laid there, half clothed starring dully at the wooden panels of the wall. Her mind was blank, her thoughts fuzzy. She…she’d done it again hadn’t she? She’d done what she kept swearing and swearing she wouldn’t do again. Ever again.
She’d….betrayed Claus.
Why, why, WHY did she keep DOING this?! Wasn’t he enough for her?! Sure, he’d been in what constituted as a coma for the past few months but that wasn’t any excuse! Not only had she cheated on him she’d cheated on him with LLOYD. The same Lloyd that had scarred her? The same damn man who’d left her with a mark on her stomach, the one who…
Who was no better then Klaus!
“What. Is. WRONG with me?!” She gasped out, hands reaching up to the sides of her head as she curled in on herself against the wall, her sobs choking her breath.
THE sUN IS RISING! i just NEED TO FINISH THIS HOOD.
and my cosplay will be done! IN TIME FOR EXPO ON SATURDAY!
((SHIT NO! IF YANNIE DOESN’T SLEEP THEN HE’LL BE TWICE AS INSANE AND PERVERTED AS BEFORE! FUUUUUU-))
be not afraid of him! he PaSSed out ages ago.
((Oh good. Well in that case HAH! PUSSY! I STAY UP UNTIL SUNRISE ON A REGULAR BASI-
actually that’s not something to be proud of at all. NEVERMIND. O.O))
THE sUN IS RISING! i just NEED TO FINISH THIS HOOD.
and my cosplay will be done! IN TIME FOR EXPO ON SATURDAY!
((SHIT NO! IF YANNIE DOESN’T SLEEP THEN HE’LL BE TWICE AS INSANE AND PERVERTED AS BEFORE! FUUUUUU-))
((Thanks to the music, Seles is actually working with me now! Though she’s as emo as ever. So, since I’m awake and willing to work For once, WHO WANTS TO RP?!))
Zelos’ weary eyes slowly drifted upwards, attempting in their currently blurry state to focus. Seles had his back to him, she shouldn’t be so worried over him, not the Chosen of Tethe’alla. No, he had taken everything from her just by existing, and yet here she was, trying to help him. With sluggish movement, Zelos reached up and tugged on her dress “I’m…fine, don’t worry.” he smirked, although with the energy he had, it was a frail one. It also seemed to not reach his worn and dulled over eyes, leaving them with a near doll-like appearance. The normally vivid red eye was just as dulled as his regular eye, unusual due to the fact that this was where Mirror resided, where he was alive.
The former Chosen’s arm dropped to his side with little effort “If you don’t have anything on you, best bet is the hospital.” Zelos let out a loud groan as he summoned all of his will, forcing himself to stand up. He had been close to death in the town before, but the fear of dying here was as persistent as it had first been. Realizing he was unarmed, the redhead let out a long sigh, limping and dragging himself past his sister “Come on, don’t even need a map anymore.” he bragged, a faint chuckle followed by a regretful groan as he gripped at his broken ribs.
As much as he didn’t want to, that Lloyd that did this to him… the one that as much a monster as Zelos had become, he hated him. Part of him had wanted the Lloyd that had mutated to kill him, and end his problems and nightmares. The other part feared dying and leaving Seles and the others alone, as well as becoming stuck in this hell.
With his back to his sister, Zelos let his expression darken. He dreaded the thought of possibly killing Lloyd, but the one that had fought alongside him was more like the dense hero that was his best friend. That monster, he imagined that Lloyd wouldn’t want any of his friends to let him keep living that way. The redhead became lost within his own thoughts, continuing to slowly move down the foggy street.
She quickly backed up when he stood, glacier eyes flickering concernedly over his form. He…he was in REALLY bad shape. Had the monsters done this to him? He always looked like shit, but this was going overkill, even for him.
And what was up with his red eye anyway? Seles still didn’t quite understand the meaning of it, though…it brought to mind that other Zelos…the one….who…
She swallowed and placed a shaking hand at her throat, not at all happy to have that memory going through her mind. She didn’t really like the feeling of slowly becoming an angel herself, and the experience of the hell that her brother had gone through…or would go through…that Collete HAD gone through….
Needless to say she had a new level of respect for the Sylvaranti.
She silently followed along behind her brother, keeping a hand on the hilt of her sword while she did. She was happy she still had her blade, though..knowing this world like she did she wondered how long she’d have it for…
There were more shrieks in the distance, the sound of metal scraping against metal and that weird hard rock that was everywhere in this world. The air was cold, and her breath came out in white puffs in front of her. She was happy that the cold didn’t…usually..bug her, but it was still an ever present annoyance while they made their slow treck towards the large building Zelos called the ‘hospital’.
Seles frowned, lidded eyes taking in the abandoned and ominous area around them. “….Big brother…” She began, hesitantly. It had been a long while since she’d last seen him. “…What happened?” She couldn’t exactly ask ‘how are you’ after all, could she?
(Source: seles-wilder)
((Mental notes;
A. Thank Crazy Brother for the music on her blog again. Because god knows I wouldnt’ be able to write anything at this moment without it. Hot damn.
B. PUT A DAMN PAGE FOR SELES’ NEW WARDROBE WHEN I FINALLY GET AROUND TO EDITING THE DAMN THING!
C. Make Seles Icons.))
Lost….she was lost again. Lost in the darkness of the space between dimensions. Lost in her own mind even…How long had it been since she’d seen sunlight? How many days of skulking around corners, hiding in shadows, stealing in order to survive.
How long had she been at this? This….hopeless fight?
She didn’t know, could barely remember where it all started. It was begining to feel the same as it had when she’d gone through…what do you call it…rift exhaustien? Was that what had happened to her?
Or maybe….it was something else.
“I…I can’t take it anymore…” She gasped, leaning against the side of an insubstancial nothing, clutching at a torn spot in her black shirt. “I have to…I have to go…somewhere. I…” She grimmaced, clenching her teeth as the pain from her various wounds broke over her. She took a deep breath, then, not even thinking to worry over where the hell she’d end up, she jumped.
She didn’t even think to look around at whatever world she’d ended up THIS time before she curled up into a ball, shivering over the pain and mental trauma of the last few weeks…no, months that she’d been going through nonstop.
Above it all, all she could think to repeat to herself was one thing, and one thing only. “Claus…when are you going to wake up?”
